I sit beside a young Guatemalan couple in Antigua, drinking my glass of wine and watching the sunset. They smile at me politely, hold hands, and stare into each other’s eyes. The girl gets up to use the restroom. The guy takes this opportunity to lean towards me and whisper, in English, “Want to fuck?” I ignore him. His girlfriend returns. He takes her hand and kisses her cheek. I pound the last of my wine, pay the bill, wish my Spanish were better. I want to tell the girl her boyfriend’s a dick.
SFAR
Como Se Dice (How do you say?)
I sit beside a young Guatemalan couple in Antigua, drinking my glass of wine and watching the sunset. They smile at me politely, hold hands, and stare into each other’s eyes. The girl gets up to use the restroom. The guy takes this opportunity to lean towards me and whisper, in English, “Want to fuck?” I ignore him. His girlfriend returns. He takes her hand and kisses her cheek. I pound the last of my wine, pay the bill, wish my Spanish were better. I want to tell the girl her boyfriend’s a dick.
SFAR