
Sunday, August 16, 2009 - Hi. We're still here in Brazil, alive, and a little fatter. We've really just been recharging from our last travels and planning for our next at the beginning of September. A few happenings -
Bruno, Silvio's (Ana's brother) son, before his official baptism. Look at this. He can't even walk or talk yet, but he can play soccer. Further evidence that Brazilians are born to dominate on the field.
After the baptism was a churrasco back at the house.. I met several of Silvio's friends, who don't speak English, but did my best to enter their conversation speaking gringuese. These are the scenarios in which I really learn though - nobody translating for me. It's very tough and humbling, but good for growth. This guy, Gustavo, was hilarious. He asked me to take a picture of him and show it to American girls, because I told him they'd like him. He said he'll pass along his address & phone number when you're ready.
Gorging myself at a birthday party while Ana's mom watches the gringo get fatter.
::drool::
One night we met up with Karine to go to "Quiz Night" at a bar here - which again, was a good Portuguese learning experience (and was fun as well).. In fact, we'll start going every Thursday to these.But before this we met at by the beach where some ridiculously talented volleyballers play; in fact, apparently some of the olympic team trains right here.
However, another popular sport here is footvolley, and is a sight to behold. 2 people on each side just like beach volley, however, hands and arms are not allowed. Only feet, knees, legs, chest, head; basically all that's used in soccer. Sick.

Sunset at beira-mar.




