A former latin american exile writes about life..

Ok so I gave up a comfy boring life to go live in South America. Lots have suggested that I write about my experiences, so here it finally is.

Saturday, July 12, 2008

At 12:14 AM , Alex said...: aw jeez, well that never happened to me thank goodness
At 2:41 AM , tekno-yanqui-598 said...: I found the video quite funny - especially as I was frequently *mistaken* for a mormon during my time in Uruguay.

But hey, what else would the neighbors think when two guys move into a small house together in the coastal towns east of Montevideo. For the locals it's more plausible than the truth - Uruguayan guy studies abroad and then moves home with an American boyfriend who was initially willing to try to make a go of it.

I don't know that I'd ever do *that* to anyone who showed up on my doorstep - it's just bad karma. Generally if I'm not expecting visitors I just don't respond to the knocks at the door, even if its obvious I am at home. Better to avoid conflict.

Way back in the 90's in the suburbs of Madison, Wisconsin we had a string of visits early Saturday and Sunday mornings from another cult. That was a less jaded time of my life when I *was* curious who was at the door unexpectedly. After these cult members were told repeatedly that I was not interested over multiple weeks, something had to be done. So the next week when the knock on the door came - I double-checked that it was the same group through the peephole and then answered the door stark naked.

They never came back. :)