South Africa Piece
What does a gay white man pack when he goes to Africa the first time? I asked myself this preparing for my first trip to South Africa. What I knew about South Africa was limited to what I suppose many Americans know, Mandela, Apartheid, wildness, animals, and black people. I had talked with some of my South African students at the college since I managed their special program, and was aware of the unique and blunt way they confronted racial issues. I remember being excited yet a bit unsure of what to expect and how to handle what I might experience as a visitor to such a distant place. How would I communicate? Would I be understood? Would people know I was American? What might that mean to them? I knew they would know I was white.