Skyping with my mother means the people in Ecuador won't understand me

One of my worst fears came true yesterday. My mother now has a skype account...and she added me.

She wants me to bring my computer to Ecuador, which I'm reluctant to do because:

a) the laptop cost several hundred dollars
b) I lose EVERYTHING
c) I'm scared it might get damaged and/or stolen

My mom wanted me to skype with her while I'm on vacation in Ecuador. Oldest Little Brother is spending his vacation in Europe, and he's going to skype with my parents while he's there to keep them updated on everything and let them know he's okay and not dead.

Ecuadorian Friend and I don't have any set plans. I'm arriving in Ecuador on Saturday night and from there, we're just going to wing it. Setting up skype appointments with my mom would prove to be difficult, seeing as there's an utter lack of a schedule there.

Skype is how I've been communicating with Ecuadorian Friend lately. It turns out to be way more convenient than facebook. I realized yesterday, as Ecuadorian Friend and I were skyping in the middle of the night when I should have been resting up for my early work shift, that Ecuadorian Friend still hasn't quite wrapped his head around my transition.

Granted, he hasn't known any transpeople in his life, ever. It's a difficult thing to understand, especially when you've never even heard of it before until one of your good friends announces that he's going from female to male, and you knew him as a girl for years.

We were talking yesterday about the clothing I'd need to bring. He had mentioned that I should bring a dressier outfit, just in case we decide to go out somewhere nice. I wanted to know what kind of dress clothes, and how dressy exactly they should be.

Ecuadorian Friend: What do you usually wear when you go out?

Me: I don't go out...

Ecuadorian Friend: But IF you went out, what would you wear?

Me: I don't know. Jeans and a shirt with buttons?

Ecuadorian Friend: Like a guy's outfit?

Me: That's what I am.

Ecuadorian Friend: But people will be able to tell by your body that you're a girl.

Me: But I'm not a girl.

Ecuadorian Friend: Um...

Me: I wear men's clothes. I dress like a boy.

Ecuadorian Friend: (silence)

Me: I told you this already.

Ecuadorian Friend: Well...

Me: You'll see when I get there, I guess.

Ecuadorian Friend: Wear whatever you want.

So apparently the people in the bars and clubs in Ecuador are going to be shocked at a "girl" in guy's clothes when I walk in. But I explained to Ecuadorian Friend, I'm open and honest about my transition. Look out, Ecuador. Can you handle me?