What Taxi Drivers Know

What I am looking forward to eating soon -

Blueberries, Plain yoghourt, egg and bacon and baked beans, curry, thai noodles, real coffee, Sunday roast, coquille st jacques, any dessert that doesnt contain dulce de leche

Back in BsAs. The taxi driver was delighted to inform me that England is the most cultured place in the world and what the hell was I doing in this hell hole. We had a deep discussion about literature (My book!) and he said that during the Falklands (Malvinas) war the English army had always behaved like complete gentlemen. Naturally that introduced the subject of gentlemen and he was not surprised at the amount of chamuyo I have been obliged to endure. A single European woman is an immense target here.

It is not my culture to have men bullshit me constantly. This is the problem. An English man struggles to give compliments but when he does, you can be damn sure he means it. I am stupid enough to believe everything people tell me because I am accustomed to a culture of honesty. As Miss X said yesterday, I need to gather some cultural competence. So when RaZa said he loved me and wanted us to live together that was bullshit and I should have laughed in his face. I am just concerned that in the process I will become really cynical.

Comments

[Arlene]

I think Miss X is right. Although you don't want to lose your identity, you need to find a way to fit in culturally and adopting some of the mannerisms of the local women might be helpful. There is a reason for it. Otherwise, you might need to live elsewhere. I wouldn't worry about being cynical, just don't take anything at face value.
Hope the book is going well!

[Jean-Pierre]

What is chamuyo?