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Cinco de Mayo – what a drag

I just got back from a trip to Mexico and yes – I was in Mexico for Cinco de Mayo.

I wasn’t thinking when I made my plans and it was an accident that my trip coincided with Cinco de Mayo. I was extremely excited when I realized what I did, but also very nervous. I was worried that I would get stuck in traffic, miss my flight home, or not be able to do anything because of the wild insanity and obvious reverie that would hit the streets.

It turns out that I am an ill-informed gringo fool.

As soon as I arrived I asked my hosts if I needed to worry about the upcoming holiday. “What holiday?” They said. “What holiday?” I thought to myself, “You sweet naïve people. Have you forgotten all about your day of national independence?”

I prodded, “Surely you are aware that Saturday is Cinco de Mayo.”

“Cinco de Mayo?” They discussed it amongst themselves. “Oh right, Cinco de Mayo, doesn’t that have something to do with the French?”

French?

“When were the French ever in Mexico?” I thought. “Don’t they realize they speak Spanish?”

Later that night I was giving a talk. I asked the audience about Cinco de Mayo. Their response was the same – first confusion and then talk about the French.

Everywhere I went and with everyone I met, I asked about Cinco de Mayo. It became a big joke, “Silly gringo, ha ha ha, Cinco de Mayo, ha ha ha.” Cinco de Mayo means nothing in Mexico.

I think I was lied to. I was an American in Mexico for Cinco de Mayo, I was excited and nervous, and it is all a big nothing.

It turns out that Mexicans don’t eat burritos* either – what a bummer.

*Burritos are a Tex-Mex treat – from Texas.

May 6th, 2007 General, Time Travel

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