|Bom dia, Campinas! Morning traffic |
from my hotel window in Campinas.
One thing I didn't have to struggle with was the fact that in Brazil it is common to serve cake at breakfast. And not pastry-type cakes, cake cake. Like "happy birthday" its 7am cakes. Thanks for waking up, you deserve frosting and sprinkles! I have an automatic positive bias for a country that embraces dessert for breakfast.
On the plus side, my tourist visa is valid for ten years - longer than my passport's expiration date - so I plan on making use of this situation. It will take some effort to learn to function in the Portuguese language but I'm excited at the prospect. I just need to start forcing myself to say "obrigado" instead of "gracias," which, it turns out, is my knee-jerk foreign language response to a lot of things! Hopefully the next time I return I'll have a few more words up my sleeve and not have to play charades with [beautiful] people of Brazil.
|Strolling the steets of São Paulo, Brasil. This street, Ave.|
Paulista reminded me a lot of Michigan Ave in Chicago.