This is the first in our International Series here at The Exponent – over the next two weeks, we’ll be showcasing a variety of perspectives and viewpoints about life in the global church. We are thrilled to feature new voices and new perspectives, many from women who are posting for the first time in English. Their voices have been missing from the conversation about gender and Mormonism, and their posts highlight the diverse experiences of LDS women throughout the global church.
“Don’t drink the water. Ever.”
That’s the first thing I remember learning after I stepped off the plane in Mexico City, having newly relocated there with my family at the tender age of twelve. I was wide-eyed and terrified – I spoke no Spanish, so I couldn’t read any signs or orient myself to this brand new world. I couldn’t eavesdrop on conversations to figure out where to go or how to get there. I just clutched my suitcases tightly and followed my parents through an endless maze of people, into a car, and eventually to the house that I would call home for the next six years of my life.
“Remember, don’t drink the water. Don’t take any taxis that aren’t approved – you can’t guarantee that unauthorized cabs will take you to where you need to go and that they won’t overcharge you or mug you. If you need directions, ask multiple people – people will tell you directions even if they don’t know what they’re talking about, because it’s rude not to. If you’re in a market, expect that they will quote you double the price of what they’ll actually sell it for. Don’t worry about the guards armed with semi-automatic weapons outside the bank/grocery store/McDonald’s – they have to pay for their own bullets, so it’s unlikely that they’ll shoot them unless it’s a real emergency. And don’t ever, ever, ever trust the police. They’ll make you pay a bribe (at best) or kidnap you (at worst). But don’t worry – you’re gonna love it here!”Read More