By Lisa Dazols
After six months of travel in Asia, I've gotten used to people trying to kick me out of the women's restroom thinking that I am a man. After I explain to the startled women that there is no need to be alarmed, they usually respond apologetically, and I'm left to pee in peace. But there are also times when I'm met with genuine hostility. It's amazing how much you can understand when people are talking about you without understanding a single word. My worst incident? Getting forcibly ejected from a roadside toilet by a group of angry women and having to hold my pee in for the next seven hours on the bus ride from Udaipur to Delhi.
To avoid this harrowing ordeal, I try my best to avoid using the toilet altogether until we're back in the safety of our hostel. But when you have a small bladder like mine (not to mention occasional traveler's diarrhea), sometimes you just gotta go.
So, I've adopted a method for mitigating conflict. Before I enter a restroom, I take off my jacket and thrust out my chest to make my womanly parts as obvious as possible. I try to look as unthreatening as I can, holding my palms up and saying hello to anyone in the restroom so that they can hear my feminine voice. When all that fails, I avoid all eye contact and just dart into a stall and do my business as quickly as possible.
Most of the time, I don't blame the other women for their confusion. I understand that their actions are out of fear that a man has intruded their private space. In most Asian countries, women dress conservatively and rarely wear their hair short. There certainly are very few androgynous-looking women walking around in men's clothing.
Traveling through India, however, has left me feeling as if I am having to spend all day dealing with the restroom conflict. In India's conservative culture, there's a clear segregation between women and men in nearly all aspects of society. In a positive light, this is a way to protect women from the chaos and crowds of India. Beginning at the airport, there are lines separating women and men to board the plane. There are lines split by gender to enter the mall, movie theater, and even the Taj Mahal. The metro in Delhi has its own entrance and car for women. Trains and buses also have reserved seats and spaces for women.
All of this means hell for someone like me. I'm constantly getting harassed by security guards trying to get me to go to the men's line. At times, the stares have been so intense that I've considered just giving up and getting into the men's line. But because you are scanned and patted down in all these lines, I also fear their reaction once they discover that I'm a woman. In my desperation, I considered wearing something more girly (a local Indian suggested that I start wearing earrings), but honestly, I'm just too far gone for that. I've really felt for my transgender friends when I think of how much harder this must be for them.
Now, there are some advantages to being perceived as a man. In dodgy situations, Jenni and I have felt safer when others assume we're a straight couple. Men keep their distance from us, and we blend in with everyone else.
All of this gender confusion yielded some unexpected benefits when we visited Jama Masjid, India's largest mosque. I paid for our tickets and walked through the entrance with Jenni. She was immediately stopped by a security guard who handed her the most unattractive mumu to cover her body from head to toe before entering the mosque (see the picture at the left). I, on the other hand, passed through without issue. For once in India, I caught a break!
This piece originally appeared on OutAndAround.com.
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My ex used to get bus and train tickets for the student rates because everyone thought she was a 14 year old boy.
They behave like butch women/bois do.
That is very close to the line.
Maybe it is the right thing to be more gracious when conforming to your host country's customs, but that should be the point here, not continuing to push the progressive members of our society--who have always been the ones keeping the US competitive internationally, and here I am not just speaking of social progressives, but of pioneers in science and culture--to conform with those who can barely contribute in a positive way to our youth.
I think you are right here, she did nothing to grasp the cultural customs found in the countries she visited and made it a difficult trip for everyone based on the decisions she made. Jenni should actually be a bit embarrased by her.
Are you saying that the reason for US competitiveness internationally is because of the efforts of androgynous people? Ones that don't respect differing cultures enough to prevent such misunderstandings with regard to gender at public toilets? What?
I am not saying she needs to adhere to all "stereotypes" but by doing certain things differently would sure help how others perceive her.
When you are in any foreign nation, do not offend their citizens by cross dressing as if you were in the USA where cross dressing is (more or less) tolerated.
The security guard in Omaha came in the bathroom, looked around and asked me if I'd seen a guy in there. I said it was probably me she was looking for me...she rolled her eyes and shared her disbelief at "people's ignorance". The security guard in Dallas responded much the same way, and actually chastized the "rat" for wasting her time.
Other times I've been confronted, a quizzical look is often enough to make people realize their mistake. To one particularly confrontational lady, I let my snarkasm get the better of me: "Ma'am, there's a line for the restroom. Do you honestly think I saw all these ladies waiting in line and assumed it was the men's room?". She didn't appreciate the giggles from the other waiting ladies, but at that point, I didn't care.
These days, I just don't care. Say what you want, think what you want, I'll let you know you're wrong...tactfully, of course :)