There was the Argentinian singer I met next to the Beatrice Inn one night, who played me ballads on his guitar while whispering sweet nothings in my ear.
But I've never dated someone of my own ethnicity: Mexican. And I would say Colombian, but that courtship never blossomed into much after he came over my house and serenaded me with his acoustic guitar. Time and again, after being introduced to a black guy I was dating, my mother either let out heavy sighs or foretold my future under her breath. My dad used his seasonal, strictly temporary passport for work and came to Arizona to pick fruit.
With this being said there are certain parts of the world such as the US in which American customs have somewhat worked to relax the Mexican dating rules.
However, there are still a lot of Mexican people in Mexico as well as in the US that still expect their customs to be followed.
All in all, Latin men make you feel like hope still exists.
On a quest on some lovin’ in the midst of a frigid, endless winter, I recently made my way to Seville, Spain,the rare place in Europe where men don’t treat you like Stan-Smith-comrades-slash-roommates.