CAUSTION:
this post is not for the average reader. anything said or described is meant for your laughs &your enterinment. judgement is not permitted.
in my journey in becoming everything brasileria, an important and essential part is the bikinni wax. afterall, its called the "brasileria bikinni wax" so heres what happened:
before i went to the beach, me and Clare (aussie exchange) went to get our nails done..and then a wax. the nails part was alll fun &such. then the women looked at me and said, you first? (this whole dialogue was in portuguese but i dont feeel like translating back &forth)
me? but uhh, i was.. you ..welll yeah? i'm nervouss.
we go into this back room with this flabby door, i wouldnt even consider it a dooor and im even surprised she decided to close it. in the room, is a table that you would seee at the doctors office, with wax paper and alll. the women motions for me to take off my shorts and i start to but then she immediatley INSISTS that she does for it for me, "i just got my nails done" (they were clearly dry) the embarrassing part of that was she had a hard time getting my shorts off because i was sweating, its brasil, and everything was sticking to me. ha
i sit down on the table, she grabs my underpants and hikes them up. revealing everything.
woah there. wasnt expecting that.
i immediatley start laughing at this whole thing. what in the world am i doing here? she looks at me, with wax in her hand, and asks, "are you modest?"
i am not brasileria, so yes i am modest.
she starts putting the wax on the one side and its HOT! burning hott. after awhile, it starts to cool and actually feeel good. as sooon as it starts to feeel good, she RIPS it offf my skin, without warning.
thankyouu.
she continues to wax the other side, asking me questions and i am trying to have a conversation in portuguese but my soft screams interupt the conversation every so often.
she puts the wax away and i think she is done. i think i can put my pants back on and feeel human again, feeel like the modest american again.
she comes back with tweezers.
OHMYGOSH no no.. meu deus ..NO NO nossa senhora!! NO NO ..abalsoltey not ..why?! you are not getting next to me ..please no NO NÃO!!
i am going to pulll up my underpants, grab my pants and walk out of here with the rest of my diginity and not look back until i am home with huge sweatpants on and curl into a balll.
ofcourse that doesnt happen. i sit through the pain and silently curse everything in that rooom.
finally its over and i can finally pull up my pants (thankyou Lord) and leave. Clare is next and she seees in my face that it was NOT a good experince. i tell her no, its not worth it. dont do this to yourself. she said she heard me yelling a few rooms over. i thougth i wasnt being that loud.
Clare returns literally 5minutes later (was that how long i was in there cause it definatly felt like 17 long hours of pain)
she said it didnt hurt that bad. i hate you clare
lets just say that i am not going backk there for a lonnnnnnnnnng time..
well i mean, maybe ;D
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
parabéns!
i arrived home on my birthday after a week of pure bliss in Cabo Frio and various other towns. we had a long nights travel and when we arrived home, we went back to bed, sleeeping until 10in the morning.
i didnt except to do much on my birthday. it was a sunday and we did just travel 8hours on a bus, so i thought it would be a typical sunday: go to the clube, play some tennis, swim then maybe go out to dinner to celebrate my turning of age.
my parents didnt have that in mind.
i woke up and literally fell into the shower because i think Dondora waxed my floors while i was gone. when i went into the kitchen to eat breakfast, i opened the fridge and found piles of meat for a bbq, a beauitful huge cake and lots of food.
whats going on?
i went outside to find Dondora working. Dondora is never here on Sunday.
whats going on?
outside there were tables and chairs, fancy china and a man starting up a bbq.
whats going on?
i asked my parents "what was going on?!" and they causally said that some people were coming over for lunch and i should probably go change. I looked down at what i was wearing: the clothes i had on yesterday for the bus ride here. ..yeah i think i should change.
it occured to me that maybe they were throwing me a birthday party but how? we werent home all week and i couldnt have invited my friends. my sneaky little parents planned this all by themselves without me finding out. cleverr
i realized that everyone who came to my party, they are my "family" here: all my host families, my rotary counslor, my friends from school and my bffff exchangerrrs. i hadnt even known these people 2months ago but now, they are my "familia brasileria," the people that i can run to whenever i need to, my bestfriends. at that moment, i felt so loved, so accepted, so.. happy! i never would have thought that i would feeel this way with total strangers, but they arent strangers, they are my family.
the party wasnt anything big or grande. it was just a small bbq where we ate way too many sweets and laughed way too much. but it was one of the most special days here in brasil :))))
i didnt except to do much on my birthday. it was a sunday and we did just travel 8hours on a bus, so i thought it would be a typical sunday: go to the clube, play some tennis, swim then maybe go out to dinner to celebrate my turning of age.
my parents didnt have that in mind.
i woke up and literally fell into the shower because i think Dondora waxed my floors while i was gone. when i went into the kitchen to eat breakfast, i opened the fridge and found piles of meat for a bbq, a beauitful huge cake and lots of food.
whats going on?
i went outside to find Dondora working. Dondora is never here on Sunday.
whats going on?
outside there were tables and chairs, fancy china and a man starting up a bbq.
whats going on?
i asked my parents "what was going on?!" and they causally said that some people were coming over for lunch and i should probably go change. I looked down at what i was wearing: the clothes i had on yesterday for the bus ride here. ..yeah i think i should change.
it occured to me that maybe they were throwing me a birthday party but how? we werent home all week and i couldnt have invited my friends. my sneaky little parents planned this all by themselves without me finding out. cleverr
i realized that everyone who came to my party, they are my "family" here: all my host families, my rotary counslor, my friends from school and my bffff exchangerrrs. i hadnt even known these people 2months ago but now, they are my "familia brasileria," the people that i can run to whenever i need to, my bestfriends. at that moment, i felt so loved, so accepted, so.. happy! i never would have thought that i would feeel this way with total strangers, but they arent strangers, they are my family.
the party wasnt anything big or grande. it was just a small bbq where we ate way too many sweets and laughed way too much. but it was one of the most special days here in brasil :))))
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
férias III
okay so i promise to finish up talking abot Cabo Frio today, Vanessa wants me to start talking about her ;D ahah te amo
quinta-feria(wednesday): my mother invited me to walk with her along the beach to the forte. This forte was used to protect the brasilerian people hundreds of years ago from any enemy that portugal didnt want there. the unique thing about the forte was that it was able to see both the harbor and the ocean. i could actually feel the history breathing in the walls. its one of the oldest fortes in brasil so when you enter, the walls are so thick everything is silent; the sea, the people, you have to whisper.
afterwards we hit the beach, getting more sunburn, more tanlines. :D (enivous yet?)
after lunchtime, my mother, grandmother and i traveled to the nearby city of buizos. its a big tourist town, many many hostels. (while we were at the beach, i heard alot of spanish, argentinaian people travel to brasil because of our beaches ofcourse. my momma&i were walking back and this man said something to me. i kinda understood what he said but i knew it wasnt portuguese. my mother said that he was hitting on me, "the most beauitful girl on the beach" i would have been more flattered if i wasnt the only girl under the age of 30. thankyou) hahah
buizos was beauitful. absolutley beauitful. i think i liked buizos more than cabo frio (undecided) i loved it because it was such a calm relaxing city. the waves just rolled onto shore, without making a sound, as if they wanted to go unnoticed. we walked throughout the many shops and almost every store, you would walk to the back and it would have a balconey leading to the sea.
you know when a place just clicks with you? when you feeel like you could spend days there, not for any reason whatsoever, just because, well that was buizos to me.
Quina-feria(Thursday):
more beach, more sun, more lounging around doing nothing.
i cant remember anything special about thursday, but i remember eating alot of icecream, which seems to be a pattern here. and i hung out with my cousin, Daniel :)
Daniel is..not shy..at all. we became really close, really quickly. he was like my baby brother. we talked alot about nothing, about everything. he thought it was hilarious how i would pronounce some brasilerian names and i thought it was hilarious on how he would pronounce some american names. i probably asked him to say all your names and ohmygosh, you would have laughed sooo hard! they make every name sound ..sound "delicious" it sounds sexy and romantic and ..ohh how i love portuguese.
sexta-feria(friday):
friday was the last day at the beach so we soaked in as much sun as possible.
afterwards, me and Daniel went on a boat ride! a little tour around Cabo Frio and the surrounding islands. Risss, remember when you were in Chile and thought that once you got out into the open water, it would be calm? yeah me tooo! until we got further out, and the waves just got more and more angry. the boat would hit a wave, tilt upwards, i would go flying everywhere, water would splash up. it was ridiculously funn.
the boat anchored by a nearby island and we were allowed to jump in the water and swimm for awhile. the color of the water!! ahhhh, a deeeep, beauitful, OCEAN blue. i would have beeen so excited for this opportunity except that the wind was slicing my checkbones and i wouldnt take offf my two jackets if someone paided me to. but ofcourse, Daniel jumped in, the only person.
Sabado(Saturday):
we rose REALLY early to travel back to Juiz de Fora so that we could catch our bus home later that night. the car ride was long and ofcourse i felt carsick (getting carsick is like me eating, it happens alot)
we had a gorgeous lunch with my mother's family. my uncles, my mother's brothers, have both been to the States, and we got to talking about food back home. They both said, and i have heard this often, that American food is spicy! Is it spicy? Or are we so used to it that we dont notice when we put lots of pepper and herds and seasonings. I havent heard of many people liking pepper here. Its salt. how unusual..
our vacation ended at 9 that night when we had to depart and catch our bus. i knew that when i would arrive in Ipatinga, at 5am, I would offically have 18years :D
quinta-feria(wednesday): my mother invited me to walk with her along the beach to the forte. This forte was used to protect the brasilerian people hundreds of years ago from any enemy that portugal didnt want there. the unique thing about the forte was that it was able to see both the harbor and the ocean. i could actually feel the history breathing in the walls. its one of the oldest fortes in brasil so when you enter, the walls are so thick everything is silent; the sea, the people, you have to whisper.
afterwards we hit the beach, getting more sunburn, more tanlines. :D (enivous yet?)
after lunchtime, my mother, grandmother and i traveled to the nearby city of buizos. its a big tourist town, many many hostels. (while we were at the beach, i heard alot of spanish, argentinaian people travel to brasil because of our beaches ofcourse. my momma&i were walking back and this man said something to me. i kinda understood what he said but i knew it wasnt portuguese. my mother said that he was hitting on me, "the most beauitful girl on the beach" i would have been more flattered if i wasnt the only girl under the age of 30. thankyou) hahah
buizos was beauitful. absolutley beauitful. i think i liked buizos more than cabo frio (undecided) i loved it because it was such a calm relaxing city. the waves just rolled onto shore, without making a sound, as if they wanted to go unnoticed. we walked throughout the many shops and almost every store, you would walk to the back and it would have a balconey leading to the sea.
you know when a place just clicks with you? when you feeel like you could spend days there, not for any reason whatsoever, just because, well that was buizos to me.
Quina-feria(Thursday):
more beach, more sun, more lounging around doing nothing.
i cant remember anything special about thursday, but i remember eating alot of icecream, which seems to be a pattern here. and i hung out with my cousin, Daniel :)
Daniel is..not shy..at all. we became really close, really quickly. he was like my baby brother. we talked alot about nothing, about everything. he thought it was hilarious how i would pronounce some brasilerian names and i thought it was hilarious on how he would pronounce some american names. i probably asked him to say all your names and ohmygosh, you would have laughed sooo hard! they make every name sound ..sound "delicious" it sounds sexy and romantic and ..ohh how i love portuguese.
sexta-feria(friday):
friday was the last day at the beach so we soaked in as much sun as possible.
afterwards, me and Daniel went on a boat ride! a little tour around Cabo Frio and the surrounding islands. Risss, remember when you were in Chile and thought that once you got out into the open water, it would be calm? yeah me tooo! until we got further out, and the waves just got more and more angry. the boat would hit a wave, tilt upwards, i would go flying everywhere, water would splash up. it was ridiculously funn.
the boat anchored by a nearby island and we were allowed to jump in the water and swimm for awhile. the color of the water!! ahhhh, a deeeep, beauitful, OCEAN blue. i would have beeen so excited for this opportunity except that the wind was slicing my checkbones and i wouldnt take offf my two jackets if someone paided me to. but ofcourse, Daniel jumped in, the only person.
Sabado(Saturday):
we rose REALLY early to travel back to Juiz de Fora so that we could catch our bus home later that night. the car ride was long and ofcourse i felt carsick (getting carsick is like me eating, it happens alot)
we had a gorgeous lunch with my mother's family. my uncles, my mother's brothers, have both been to the States, and we got to talking about food back home. They both said, and i have heard this often, that American food is spicy! Is it spicy? Or are we so used to it that we dont notice when we put lots of pepper and herds and seasonings. I havent heard of many people liking pepper here. Its salt. how unusual..
our vacation ended at 9 that night when we had to depart and catch our bus. i knew that when i would arrive in Ipatinga, at 5am, I would offically have 18years :D
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
férias II
and we are up to Segunda(monday):
it was raining. i was borderline depressed during the morning. i mean commonn, we're at one of the most beautiful beaches in Brasil, and mother-nature decides to literally "rain on my parade"?
but the Girls (me, my mother, grandmother, and Aunt Bia, Daniel's Mom) went to "Rua de Biquíni"
We are hunting for a bikkini for ariana.
By this point, i know what a typical brasileria bikkini looks like: top is basically the same but the bottoms are a litttle more, how should i say.. more revealing. we walk through the streeet, past countless stores, and i havent gained enough courage to actually try one on. After about twenty minutes, i am like "ariana, just try one on and see what it looks like. you wouldnt know until you put it on."
i pick one up, not really that cute, but i have to start somewhere.
i look like a beached whale.
my buttt is hanging out, i look fat, i cant even get the top on.
i am not coming out of this dresssing room.
i am going to find myself a big-girl one-piece and just keep my clothes on while at the beach
really frustrated at this point.
during the rest of the day, somehow i start warming up to the idea of my buttt hanging out..not completely. calm down everyone. but usually, the biquíni has just a little bit. ..just a litttle bit showing offf. i'm only in brasil once.
i end up finding a really cute floral suit with just the right amount of me being "exposed" i will not be wearing this in Estados Unidos.. hahah
that Monday night, we went to a restuarant that was literally on the beach. we all had delicious seafood, ahh sooo delicious.
we got to talking about politics (a subject i know little about) Brasil just had an election (discuss more on a seperate post) so there is much debate. My Uncle got to talking about the USA and asking my opinion on the War in Iraq (i tried my hardest to represet America well) he said something very interesting that got me thinking.
He said that whoever we elect next, whether it be Obama again or some other leader, it will effect the entire world.
whoever YOU choose as the president will effect these people as well.
The United States has that much power at this current moment, that our leaders have a lot of say in International affairs.
Just something for all of you to ponder...
Terça(Tuesday):
I woke up, went to the kitchen and heard, "Ariana, its sunny outside!"
THANKYOU BRASIL!
I put my biquíni on and we are off to the beach.
the beach has hundreds, i might even be bold and say thousands of people. its not a very wide beach either so whoever your nieghbor is, you will get to know them very welll.
beaches sell everything here. icecream, wooden spoons, bikinnis, bracelets, pizza, coconut juice, sunglasses, bbq meat. and more. crazynesss. and the merchants, they get really annoying, reallly fast cause they get in your face and just want your money.
the water is freezing. Look at the name of the beach: Cabo Frio.
literal translation: Cape Cold.
Cabo Frio has THE coldest water in Brasil because it gets the southern water from the poles. Its not uncommon to see peguins surfing in the water. I saw three while i was there!! The one was really close to shore, basically at kneee height, and if he reaches shore, he will die. :(
the good/bad thing about Cabo Frio is that it was alotalot wind.
Good: it cools you off
Bad: you dont notice when you start to fry.
I went home the first day and looked at my chest. I hadnt rubbed in my sunscreeen good enough therefore i had fingerprint marks on my chest. Thankyou Brasilerian Sun
enough for now, more later :)
it was raining. i was borderline depressed during the morning. i mean commonn, we're at one of the most beautiful beaches in Brasil, and mother-nature decides to literally "rain on my parade"?
but the Girls (me, my mother, grandmother, and Aunt Bia, Daniel's Mom) went to "Rua de Biquíni"
We are hunting for a bikkini for ariana.
By this point, i know what a typical brasileria bikkini looks like: top is basically the same but the bottoms are a litttle more, how should i say.. more revealing. we walk through the streeet, past countless stores, and i havent gained enough courage to actually try one on. After about twenty minutes, i am like "ariana, just try one on and see what it looks like. you wouldnt know until you put it on."
i pick one up, not really that cute, but i have to start somewhere.
i look like a beached whale.
my buttt is hanging out, i look fat, i cant even get the top on.
i am not coming out of this dresssing room.
i am going to find myself a big-girl one-piece and just keep my clothes on while at the beach
really frustrated at this point.
during the rest of the day, somehow i start warming up to the idea of my buttt hanging out..not completely. calm down everyone. but usually, the biquíni has just a little bit. ..just a litttle bit showing offf. i'm only in brasil once.
i end up finding a really cute floral suit with just the right amount of me being "exposed" i will not be wearing this in Estados Unidos.. hahah
that Monday night, we went to a restuarant that was literally on the beach. we all had delicious seafood, ahh sooo delicious.
we got to talking about politics (a subject i know little about) Brasil just had an election (discuss more on a seperate post) so there is much debate. My Uncle got to talking about the USA and asking my opinion on the War in Iraq (i tried my hardest to represet America well) he said something very interesting that got me thinking.
He said that whoever we elect next, whether it be Obama again or some other leader, it will effect the entire world.
whoever YOU choose as the president will effect these people as well.
The United States has that much power at this current moment, that our leaders have a lot of say in International affairs.
Just something for all of you to ponder...
Terça(Tuesday):
I woke up, went to the kitchen and heard, "Ariana, its sunny outside!"
THANKYOU BRASIL!
I put my biquíni on and we are off to the beach.
the beach has hundreds, i might even be bold and say thousands of people. its not a very wide beach either so whoever your nieghbor is, you will get to know them very welll.
beaches sell everything here. icecream, wooden spoons, bikinnis, bracelets, pizza, coconut juice, sunglasses, bbq meat. and more. crazynesss. and the merchants, they get really annoying, reallly fast cause they get in your face and just want your money.
the water is freezing. Look at the name of the beach: Cabo Frio.
literal translation: Cape Cold.
Cabo Frio has THE coldest water in Brasil because it gets the southern water from the poles. Its not uncommon to see peguins surfing in the water. I saw three while i was there!! The one was really close to shore, basically at kneee height, and if he reaches shore, he will die. :(
the good/bad thing about Cabo Frio is that it was alotalot wind.
Good: it cools you off
Bad: you dont notice when you start to fry.
I went home the first day and looked at my chest. I hadnt rubbed in my sunscreeen good enough therefore i had fingerprint marks on my chest. Thankyou Brasilerian Sun
enough for now, more later :)
Monday, October 18, 2010
férias I
i'm home :)))) after a week of vacation in the gorgeous town of Cabo Frio, i am back in Ipatinga, my home.
i've decided to divide this week into two different posts, maybe more, that way i can go into more detail (which i know you will love) and not have to sit at the computer longer than necassary. Allow me to begin:
I would be traveling to Juiz de Fora by bus, a total of 8hours. My mother and I left Ipatinga at 9pm on Friday and would arrive in Juiz de Fora around 5am. Juiz de Fora is where my mother used to live, her "old stomping grounds" and i would have the chance to meet her side of the family. Juiza de Fora is another 4hours away from Cabo Frio in the state of Rio de Janerio (there is the state of Rio &the city. Same with Sao Paulo, just so ya know) talk about long traveling.
i tried to sleep on the way to Juiz de Fora but all i could think of was:
Dear Mister Bus Driver,
when were you issued your liscene? because i'm am one-hundred percent sure that a blind women with no left arm could have driven better than you.
sincerely,
your passanger who was constantly hitting her head off the window when she was just ABOUT to fall asleep.
we take a taxi to my grandma's house and its around 5:30am. i meet my grandma, Erika, who i would be spending the week with in Cabo Frio along with my 14year cousin Daniel.
instantly, i know that Erika is my grandma. throughout the entire week she is, "ariana, do you need anything?" "are you hungry?" "can i get you something?" "ooh, let me buy you this!"
OOH how i love grandmas :) (and no grandma hall &grandma judy, you have not been replaced)
so we take a nap and wonder the city of Juza de Fora which is fairly large. my mother, grandma &i love shoes (what women can honestly tell me they dont like shoes?) and so ofcourse i had to get a pair, sandels, totally brasileria ;D
we had lunch and i met with my cousin, Bruno, who is 19 and reallllllly dark, realllllllly brasilerio. which i am apparentlly intended to wed, according to my uncle, his dad. just teasing yall. anyway, we saw COMER RAZER AMAR. (eat pray love) you all need to go out and watch it (is it still in theaters?) maybe throw some portuguese subtitles on the bottom like me ;D
Domingo (sunday): we rose early and started our journey to Cabo Frio. on the way to Cabo Frio, we would pass through RIO DE JANERIO.
yess, ladies and gentleman, i was in Rio de Janerio on Sunday, October 10.
oohmygoshhh.
okay okay, details.
entering the city, i was panicking with excitement. OH MY I'M IN RIO. looking every which way, being a tourist, trying to take pictures while in the car. it was a messs. panicking with excitement
first impressions of Rio:
honestly? this city is not very nice.
explain: the poverty is reallly evident and the falavas (slums) are a large part of the city. i know that crime, drugs, violence is a major problem there. that was the city part of it.
when we got closer to the coast, thats when ariana fell in love.
please think of a city for me that has all of the following:
massive gorgeous buildings; beauitful beach; moutains all around.
probably none are coming to mind. maybe like one, if youre lucky.
beause its only in Rio
i saw the famous statue of Christ, symbol of Brasil, called Christo Redentor, only from a distance.
my family thinks that it is larger than the Staue of Liberty. you can say that its pretty big. it was a gift from another country to brasil (cant rememeber what european country, danggit!) its a reminder of how Christ is guarding everyone, Brasileria &me.
everywhere i would look, I could always find that statue in the distance, hovering on the mountain, protecting everyone from harm. God Blesss.
i was on the famous beach, Copacabana, the most famous in Rio, probably the most famous of alll Brasil. Unfortunatly, the day i was there, it was cloudy so the beach was with few ppl but all the same, it was pretty incredible. my first, and defiantly not the last brasileria praia :D
we only spent the afternoon, having lunch (in a grocery store? imagine that. reallly delicious though) i have to find my way back to Rio, somehow, someway. so much more to seee.
im tired of writing. ive only covered two days. BUT i promised you all details. so details IT IS.
just be patient and wait for the next posts :))) tchau
i've decided to divide this week into two different posts, maybe more, that way i can go into more detail (which i know you will love) and not have to sit at the computer longer than necassary. Allow me to begin:
I would be traveling to Juiz de Fora by bus, a total of 8hours. My mother and I left Ipatinga at 9pm on Friday and would arrive in Juiz de Fora around 5am. Juiz de Fora is where my mother used to live, her "old stomping grounds" and i would have the chance to meet her side of the family. Juiza de Fora is another 4hours away from Cabo Frio in the state of Rio de Janerio (there is the state of Rio &the city. Same with Sao Paulo, just so ya know) talk about long traveling.
i tried to sleep on the way to Juiz de Fora but all i could think of was:
Dear Mister Bus Driver,
when were you issued your liscene? because i'm am one-hundred percent sure that a blind women with no left arm could have driven better than you.
sincerely,
your passanger who was constantly hitting her head off the window when she was just ABOUT to fall asleep.
we take a taxi to my grandma's house and its around 5:30am. i meet my grandma, Erika, who i would be spending the week with in Cabo Frio along with my 14year cousin Daniel.
instantly, i know that Erika is my grandma. throughout the entire week she is, "ariana, do you need anything?" "are you hungry?" "can i get you something?" "ooh, let me buy you this!"
OOH how i love grandmas :) (and no grandma hall &grandma judy, you have not been replaced)
so we take a nap and wonder the city of Juza de Fora which is fairly large. my mother, grandma &i love shoes (what women can honestly tell me they dont like shoes?) and so ofcourse i had to get a pair, sandels, totally brasileria ;D
we had lunch and i met with my cousin, Bruno, who is 19 and reallllllly dark, realllllllly brasilerio. which i am apparentlly intended to wed, according to my uncle, his dad. just teasing yall. anyway, we saw COMER RAZER AMAR. (eat pray love) you all need to go out and watch it (is it still in theaters?) maybe throw some portuguese subtitles on the bottom like me ;D
Domingo (sunday): we rose early and started our journey to Cabo Frio. on the way to Cabo Frio, we would pass through RIO DE JANERIO.
yess, ladies and gentleman, i was in Rio de Janerio on Sunday, October 10.
oohmygoshhh.
okay okay, details.
entering the city, i was panicking with excitement. OH MY I'M IN RIO. looking every which way, being a tourist, trying to take pictures while in the car. it was a messs. panicking with excitement
first impressions of Rio:
honestly? this city is not very nice.
explain: the poverty is reallly evident and the falavas (slums) are a large part of the city. i know that crime, drugs, violence is a major problem there. that was the city part of it.
when we got closer to the coast, thats when ariana fell in love.
please think of a city for me that has all of the following:
massive gorgeous buildings; beauitful beach; moutains all around.
probably none are coming to mind. maybe like one, if youre lucky.
beause its only in Rio
i saw the famous statue of Christ, symbol of Brasil, called Christo Redentor, only from a distance.
my family thinks that it is larger than the Staue of Liberty. you can say that its pretty big. it was a gift from another country to brasil (cant rememeber what european country, danggit!) its a reminder of how Christ is guarding everyone, Brasileria &me.
everywhere i would look, I could always find that statue in the distance, hovering on the mountain, protecting everyone from harm. God Blesss.
i was on the famous beach, Copacabana, the most famous in Rio, probably the most famous of alll Brasil. Unfortunatly, the day i was there, it was cloudy so the beach was with few ppl but all the same, it was pretty incredible. my first, and defiantly not the last brasileria praia :D
we only spent the afternoon, having lunch (in a grocery store? imagine that. reallly delicious though) i have to find my way back to Rio, somehow, someway. so much more to seee.
im tired of writing. ive only covered two days. BUT i promised you all details. so details IT IS.
just be patient and wait for the next posts :))) tchau
Thursday, October 7, 2010
quente~
muito desculpe que eu não tenho escrevo aqui. agora, eu escrevo para vocês..
hah that was just for my own enjoyment.
the americans are panicking that this whole post will be in portuguese. and the brasilians are laughing at how horrible my portuguese writing is. cant please everyone, all right.
anyway, ive been hearing that pennsylvania has been having horrible weather lately, rain for the past week. just to make you all hate me some more, i will discuss the weather. just a wonderful topic; im sure you all can guess what type of weather we have here.
hot, hot, hot !
last friday, october 1, i came home, sweating; i could barely breathe. my momma greets me, "Oi Ariana, tudo bem?"
I just gave her the look of "why-is-it-so-hott-here-already-and-its-not-even-summer-yet?-loooook."
i swear, the first day of october, the season just changed completely. mother nature is out to get me. I mean before, it wasnt winter but I could breathe easily.
Brasil kinda skips seasons and jumps straight into summer. actually, let me be bold and say that its always summer here. they have one season:
summer, summer, summmer, &summer
my parents said that when its january, the hottest month of the year, i will be missing october-weather. thats unbelieveable. its gonna even more weird when you all are complaining about snow, being pale, shoveling sidewalks and two-hour delays and i will be sittting next to the pool, sipping on coca-cola while reading harry potter in portuguese. man, this is nice.
other reasons to hate on me:
i leave tomorrow for Cabo Frio, a beauitful, undescriable, freaking amazing brasileria praia (beach) para uma semana com minha maé. (for a week with my mother) Cabo Frio is in the state of Rio de Janerio therefore we might be going to Rio for the day.
woah, wait what?
YEAH IM GOING TO RIO DE JANERIO !
and it just so happens that its the week of my eighteenth birthday.
can life get any better than this?
probably not, but i still have 11more months here in brasil so it probably will get better.
so now that everyone hates me, i will conclude this post.
tchau gentes
hah that was just for my own enjoyment.
the americans are panicking that this whole post will be in portuguese. and the brasilians are laughing at how horrible my portuguese writing is. cant please everyone, all right.
anyway, ive been hearing that pennsylvania has been having horrible weather lately, rain for the past week. just to make you all hate me some more, i will discuss the weather. just a wonderful topic; im sure you all can guess what type of weather we have here.
hot, hot, hot !
last friday, october 1, i came home, sweating; i could barely breathe. my momma greets me, "Oi Ariana, tudo bem?"
I just gave her the look of "why-is-it-so-hott-here-already-and-its-not-even-summer-yet?-loooook."
i swear, the first day of october, the season just changed completely. mother nature is out to get me. I mean before, it wasnt winter but I could breathe easily.
Brasil kinda skips seasons and jumps straight into summer. actually, let me be bold and say that its always summer here. they have one season:
summer, summer, summmer, &summer
my parents said that when its january, the hottest month of the year, i will be missing october-weather. thats unbelieveable. its gonna even more weird when you all are complaining about snow, being pale, shoveling sidewalks and two-hour delays and i will be sittting next to the pool, sipping on coca-cola while reading harry potter in portuguese. man, this is nice.
other reasons to hate on me:
i leave tomorrow for Cabo Frio, a beauitful, undescriable, freaking amazing brasileria praia (beach) para uma semana com minha maé. (for a week with my mother) Cabo Frio is in the state of Rio de Janerio therefore we might be going to Rio for the day.
woah, wait what?
YEAH IM GOING TO RIO DE JANERIO !
and it just so happens that its the week of my eighteenth birthday.
can life get any better than this?
probably not, but i still have 11more months here in brasil so it probably will get better.
so now that everyone hates me, i will conclude this post.
tchau gentes
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