is it because i'm black?

what's the craziest thing that's happened on road trips with your homies? when takin' them there seem to be two things that always occur- a recurring joke and a particularly ugly experience. my colombian parcero, mr. paez, and i have had quite a few but only one that was combined. went to go visit some friends in a hostel in cusco with some gringo buddies. walked up to the front and the guard says "you two in. those two, no," pointing to us.
"why not those two?" our blonde gringo friend asked.
"no peruvians allowed."
we laughed a "this racism is killing me" chuckle.
"first, these two ain't peruvian. second, you're peruvian."
"house rules."
unbelievable. i've encountered prejudice but never for somethin' that i ain't. maybe i should've grown a few inches. no sweat off my back, just realized that uncle tom's cabin exists everywhere and we found one in south america.

i also split my lip on mr. paez's skull when he got punched by a gypsy in chile. another long story. maybe they thought we were irish.

isla del sol, bolivia, 2006

mr. mark allows everyone into his establishment except for storm troopers.