I remember when I came to Xela in 2008, there were so many things that I loved about the city. The people, the mountains/volcanoes, the music, the colors; so much to love. I do have to admit though, as a smoker, I thoroughly appreciated that I didn’t have to go outside to smoke. It was a lovely refreshing change from the strict “air” laws of Canada.
Likely I will offend the non-smoking readers at this point 😉 Although I do understand that second hand smoke is dangerous and smelly and all the other (valid) reasons for having separate smoking areas, there is a delightful decadence to being able to smoke in a restaurant, at your table, after a meal. It’s a comfort thing, smokers “do” that for dessert.
The non-smoking law was passed in Xela in January of 2009 and all of us who smoke sighed in disappointment. Having been through the difficult change in Canada years ago, I knew how to cope with it. But I watched others around me struggle with the “why’s” of the law and the new restrictions and the inconvenience of having to go outside to partake in our addictions.
It is healthier for everyone, it is cleaner, it is certainly better for the elderly and the children not to have to be submitted to the second hand smoke. I completely understand that it IS the better choice. Perhaps the smokers who have to go outside to have their cigarette might even just smoke a little less because of that. I wholeheartedly agree it is the right thing. But on any given day, if I find a little cantina that has litros of Cabro and lets me smoke inside, I’ll smoke double, just because it is so lovely.
Photo by guest contributor Sergio Dominguez; text by Luna McCarthy.