I’ve travelled all around the world and without a doubt I get asked 97% of the time if I’m Mexican or Spanish. I have nothing against Mexicans, but I don’t speak Spanish so it gets tricky when I’m constanly bombarded with Spanish speaking folk. Here’s a recent interaction from my taxi driver on the way to the airport.
Driver: Hey amigo, you speak Spanish.
15 minutes go by and I say nothing.
Driver: Where you flying?
I’m not making this up. I was headed to Cancun to play in a festival.
Driver: Ok amigo, enjoy your trip.
Me: Gracias senor.