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I hope it looks as boring as it is...  ( It's killing me)

Excerpts from conversations with cute 5-year-old boys II

( Dutch honesty or Alstublieft behaviour)

   - Would you like to go to Brazil again, Alexander?
   - No, never!
   - Why not?
   - Because it's too small for me!

 There is a map on the wall and I ( proudly) show him The Netherlands and Brazil.

   - See the difference?
   - WOW... - He is flabbergasted.

I smile and he says:
   -  But I still don't wanna go to Brazil again...
   - Really? What's the problem now?
   - I don't understand what people say there...Portuguese is too.. shiiiichiiiiitchiiii....

He is still the cuttiest, anyway!!!

Some months later...

  - Fífian ( Vivian), is it true they have the biggest parties in Brazil?  All the time? The whole year?
  - Yes, baby...we party a lot over there, but specially in Carnival time.
  - Hum...ok and is Carnival in summer time?
  - Yeah, absolutely!!!
  - WOW!!! Now, I really, really wanna go to Brazil again...I have to!

   xD

( Do I see some Latin influence on this lovely dutch boy? Do I??? )

Excerpts from conversations with cute 5-year-old boys

( Funny Spanish talk)

    - So, Juan Camilo, when are you going to visit me in Brazil?  - I ask enthusiastically.
    - Never. -  He says immediately.
    - Why not???  - I sadly ask.
    - Because I don't know your address!

My best friend's wedding

   Suddenly something has come to my mind as I was having a cup of tea. And it's not that Julia Roberts's movie; my best friend really got married!!!   = O
   I'm not the kind of person who believes in " nevers" and "alwayses" ( does this plural  form really exist? As the writer here, I can do that  = p ).  I'm not at all! However, I can still see some beauty on people who do their best to make their marriage live up to the promises made. Furthermore, the vows. Believe it or not, what I like most about them is the answer: " YES, I DO!". And the possible freaking out reactions if one says: " NO, I DON'T... Sorry, I can't help thinking about it on weddings. Very mean of me...
   Well, as I was saying, I can still see the beauty of it all and recently my best friend, Juliana, got married and I was her bridemaid!!! I felt way flattered by that! It was the first time I had such an honour. And while I was there attending the ceremony, a sweet memory crossed my mind.
   Back on the day...a couple of years ago...a lazy afternoon...I went to Ju's house and we decided to make brigadeiros ( Brazilian cholicious candy). Ivair came over too ( only her boyfriend at that time)...Ju was cooking...I was talking ( to make a change) and he was sitting on the floor. I simply hate being the third wheel, but they never made me feel like that. I was at ease with them. All of a sudden, for some reason, he said: Ju, I'll never leave you!!!
   Back to reality, I look around and I see him...He's dressed up and he's putting a ring on Ju's left hand. I can see his eyes gleaming. I can't hold the tears that are coming down. I pretend to be strong and wipe them away...But I can't hold it and I cry. I love her to the freaking bones and I wish her happiness with the same intensity I seek mine.
 


   ...My best friend is married!!!

Por isso eu quero ver!

Um homem precisa viajar. Por sua conta, nao por meio de histórias, imagens, livros ou TV. Precisa viajar por si, com seus olhos e pés para entender o que é seu. Para um dia plantar as suas próprias árvores e dar-lhes valor. Conhecer o frio para desfrutar do calor. E o oposto. sentir a distância e o desabrigo para estar bem sobre o próprio teto ( eu que o diga!!!). Um homem precisa viajar para lugares que nao conhece para quebrar essa arrogância que nos faz ver o mundo como imaginamos, e nao simplesmente como é ou pode ser; que nos faz professores e doutores do que nao vimos, quando deveríamos ser alunos e, simplesmente ir e ver. 
Amyr Klink, Mar Sem Fim

Por isso, nao me contento em ler ou escutar. Eu quero é ir ver!!!

Life of Pi , As Aventuras de Pi or Una aventura extraordinaria

I watched it last Sunday... Its simply beautiful!!!




http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4-Z9Cph0GzY

Dutch People...

http://noticias.br.msn.com/video/default2.aspx?videoid=6ee77f33-b11b-46a0-b404-775d8f0a8ae1

Montserrat.

Dec, 28 or 29?

I remember when I first went to a salsa place in Sao Paulo with Fabio and Augusto... I had fun, drank Caipirinhas... I also remember I met a crazy Spanish guy  ( who has having fun too while his wife was working as a nurse at the hospital, it seemed he had learned a lot with brazilian guys) and a French guy ( who smoked A LOT, just to make a change) over there. He was bored as hell, hated the music and I never thought Id be in his shoes... And while Im writing it on a napkin, latinos are looking at me like if I were taking my clothes off ( no, hadnt had enough tequilas to do so). They are all drunk and so am I. End of story: if you wanna have a real good time, you should definitely como to South America...or maybe not..it all depends on what you are looking for. Right now, Im looking for...what is it again? Cant remember, cause my thoughts are interrupeted by a guy who shouts something like: COME ON, ARENT YOU BRAZILIAN..WHY ARENT YOU DANCING?? BRAZIL, CARNAVAL, RIO DE JANEIRO... I fucking hate when people say that!!! Fuck you, I do like dancing, but fortunately, its not all about being a brazilian girl! It goes beyond your limited mind. BTW, I dont even like Carnival, coffee, the heat and soccer.


Im having a great time here and  me encanta Montserrat!

Map

One month or 30 days

After being ripped off in Peru ( which wasnt cool at all), I simply felt like a very stupid and unexperienced traveler. As somebody once said: when you dont know, you pay! Indeed!



ANYWAY, Im heading to Colombia now and while the flight attendant is introducing the crew I start tripping away... I look back and I realize how much my life has changed in the very short period of only one month... or 30 days.. as you wish, my dear. However, one month is not 30 days and the other way around. I moved back to Sao Paulo state ( which I have always been in love with and fall in love with every single day and every time I take a walk on Paulista Avenue), got 2 new jobs, changed my field of study and work ( kinda) and went steady with him. Its funny to know he has always been there ( somehow). Im thankful my life has gone from darkness to happiness. No, Im not being super optimistic here...simply down to Earth and realistic about the power of a choice. Ive chosen it...and thats the beauty of life: a simple choice turns your world in black or colorful ( quite gay, I know). Like that great movie
" Mr. Nobody" : "You have to make up your mind"... Man, I love that scene at the train station! And that choice will bring you a rich variety of opportunities you have never dreamt before. Im also thankful I could spend Xmas with my beloved ones.
Gotta go...plane is taking off...Time to have fun with Camila and Luisa.
¡Hasta pronto, chicas!