Am I a Gringo? Am I a Gringo? Blog Mexico SHARE Ricky Carbis , March 29, 2012 / 11 Am I a gringo if I am from London? I really don’t know. What exactly is a gringo? I have been told that Americans are gringos? What about guys from London? Ahh… anyway. I landed in Torreon safely after a pretty horrible two hour flight from Houston and I am absolutely dead tired, I had been flying now for over 17 hours straight and hadn’t slept in two days. I just want to get out and get some sleep. I take a look at the airport in Torreon – tiny. Really tiny. I am waiting inside the arrivals/departures/pretty much everything the airport has to offer… room. You feel like a proper traveller when you are inside an airport that is smaller than some houses you have seen. My bag arrives – it is broke into many different pieces. The wheels are broke; the handle is nowhere to be seen. The plastic casing has been replaced with lots of tape saying DELICATE. Delicate indeed. My other bag is in perfect condition. So I am sitting there with 1 normal bag and 1 totally destroyed bag. How the hell am I going to move, I can’t carry both bags. But to my pleasure, having just literally landed in Mexico for my first ever travelling experience – the baggage handler decides to help me out massively. The baggage handler shouts at me and tells me “Ey Gringo” and some other Spanish I don’t know, and then points to the direction where I should be going. Cheers buddy! Luckily one of the flight attendants sees me struggling and decides to help me move my bags out of the airport. Not the best way to start my life as a fully fledged traveller, but well things don’t always go to plan – especially in the travelling world. Welcome to Mexico!