I remember reading Eat, Pray, Love before moving to BA thinking it would prepare me for adventures. I’ve have 0 adventures and a lot of high and low moments. Sometimes I catch myself in awe of the “bravery” of people who travel alone and then I realize my mother brought me to the USA from El Salvador in the middle of a Civil War and I’ve never actually thanked her for it.
We fawn over privileged people who can afford cruise ships to Antarctica or backpacking in Europe or the Siberian train. And a certain part of me thinks it’s slightly ok to do that. Most people don’t follow their dreams or their gut, even in a multiple choice test, most people don’t even follow directions. But if we’re going to hold world travellers in high esteem, then perhaps we the citizens of First World countries, or at least citizens of less messed up Third World countries, should be equally respectful to parents who cross borders or overstay visas to keep their children from going hungry or living in turbulent wars.
Perhaps it’s that when you’re nearing your thirties, as I am, you become more “motherly” but if I were a parent I would certainly cross the border for a hungry child or out of some necessity (turbulent war, high inflation, to make money to send back home).
I’m only sad that after such a long time being in the USA as an immigrant I never actually thought of things this way.
On another note, I used to think immigrants to Argentina were “privileged” but I realized they aren’t. I’m glad this country doesn’t have an equivalent to ICE and very little (possibly none) deportations. However, I don’t wish this amount of inflation on anyone in the USA. Yes, you don’t need to be from Argentina to get an education or health care, getting documented is easier, but living here without papers means you’re still living at the whims of Wall Street in the USA. If anything happens and has to do with them, you get to live in a country with high inflation and still feel the effects of shock doctrine anyway. Being a brown/black immigrant here is though. Afro-Argentines are practically erased from history and there is little acknowledge of the African/Afro-Latino immigrants here. Hmmmm….. I don’t see life through rose-coloured glasses anymore.