I love to dance, but I never found the club
I love to dance, but I never found the club When most Latinos go on vacation, we see our country of origin. We visit abuela, our cousins, our aunt who is still single at age 40, and all those relatives who can’t remember our names. But if you’re Latina and don’t mind having hoards of men admire your Latin beauty, Sicily is for you! Did I mention that those hoards of men also happen to be gorgeous? When I landed in Palermo, Sicily’s largest city, I had no idea what to expect. Like most Latinos, I’d never been to a country where I didn’t know the language. What I first noticed when I stepped off the plane was that the people looked like me! They were a beautiful mixture, like most Latinos. Sicily has been conquered for hundreds of years: by the Moors, Romans, Greeks, and most of Europe. The mixture created an eclectic culture of tantalizing food and people. The men. Many of the women that I traveled with were intimidated by the forward men. Their forwardness did not phase me. Piropos, is the Spanish word for catcalls. As Latinas, we know how to handle the situation. We learned as little girls how to handle the man who used their best piropos on us. Our mothers instructed us to keep walking and pretend not to hear them, to show we’re respectable women, ?good’ girls. Do what your mothers te rules apply. The only difference is, you’ll probably have no idea what they’re saying because they are speaking too fast. The stereotype of Latinos is that the men are macho and the women are submissive The same is said of Sicilians.
