Oh, Mexico

Today at the VCT (that’s the Voluntary Counseling and Testing Centre), I was helping Susan, one of the Swazi hospital staff, as she entered data on antiretroviral treatment for each patient. Sometime in mid-morning, I had to leave briefly to meet with Thulani at the NGO across the street. Susan asked me to pick up some chips for her on the way back and gave me 10 emalangeni to do so. “What kind of chips do you want?” I asked. She answered in a way I would have least expected. “Mexican.”

Mexican??? Ahh, globalization. How Mexico is making inroads into the far reaches of the world. I have a bunch of dumb little stories like these that probably aren’t even worth telling. So many times, I just wish there was an American next to me at moments like this so that we could look back on it and laugh. Guess I’m laughing by myself on this one.