Travel Trend: Authenticity In Tijuana
As I looked for my plaid flannel scarf and fur-trimmed moccasins just before leaving the house this morning, I had a considered: If only I had a dog-sled . . .
Is this what it means to be Canadian?
No. These are just our romantic notions of how we, as Canadians, endure our biggest hardship: Winter. It’s the things videos are manufactured of and what the lumberjacks dress in at the Epcot Center.
This considered came to me when studying the Sydney Morning Herald. In it, there was an posting about Tijuana — an atypical place wherever a single traveler identified the border city in the “midst of a mini-renaissance.” This rebirth meant deep-fried grasshoppers — thought of “the past food but the potential food, too” — and wine from the Guadalupe Valley (which, in accordance to one more to this report, wine has a extended history in Mexico, the very first one dating back to 1597). Possibly the alleged danger in the border town prevented individuals from really getting to know it in the first spot.
There seems to be the rising trend: a globally revitalization of identity. I can not aid but imagine that planes and the Net have a thing to do with it — enabling us to see locations and meet faces that had been after as well foreign. Via these mechanisms, we are becoming exposed to what it genuinely suggests to be of a culture and how symbolic stereotypes may perhaps have some reality in them but valuable only in theatrics.
As the posting poignantly ends, “the best portion [of Tijuana]: there’s not a sombrero-wearing waiter or oversized margarita glass in sight.” Right now, I sit in a green, wool sweater and black, sweat pants recognizing that what a single wears or eats is supposed to be sensible, not aesthetic.
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