Trip to Brasil, part 3

Day Eight – 2nd Game Day

We had tickets to the USA v Germany game at 1pm. We wanted to get there around 11am. We thought this time it would be easier to get to the game because we had already traveled to the stadium a few days prior. Well it might have been easier if not for all the rain. The rain began 3 days prior, but it was mostly drizzle and light rain. The rain was pouring on game day though. Most of the streets were flooded.

We were lucky enough to get a taxi that could take us to the nearest metro station. We bought the special stadium metro passes. It was like $7 dollars. There were volunteers in the station pointing us toward the right train. We took that train all the way to the end of the line. There were buses there waiting to take us to the stadium. I think we got to the stadium around noon. There was a drizzle the entire walk to the stadium. We hurried in to the stadium. Our seats were slightly closer to the field by like 3 rows.

The game wasn’t as lively as the Mexico game. That game had a great atmosphere. This game not so much. It was still fun just not as exciting.

Getting back was easy enough. Everything was easy until we got back to the train station in the city. The streets were still mostly flooded. We decided to go to the FIFA Fanfest thing. It was a place with a giant screen and restaurants around the outside. We went to a restaurant and it was packed! Also, they ran out of food. I ordered some soup and it was really bland. It wasn’t too late by the time we left, but we were tired. I think I ate at the hotel, watched some TV, and went to sleep.

Day Nine

We showed our friend, and that guy she met two days before, around the town where we were staying. The coolest thing was the tapioca we ate for lunch. It was delicious! After that, the girls wanted to go to the beach. We went, but it was really dirty from all the rain of the past few days. The couple went off somewhere and I sat on a bench listening to my podcasts. The dude left and I thought he was gone for ever. I didn’t know that we were going to go out later that night. We went out to drink a bit. We played a few drinking games. Then it started raining so we went back to the hotel.

Day Ten & Eleven

My friend left that morning like at 5am. I was asleep. The Round of 16 started that day. The tapioca was so delicious that I wanted to go back and get some more. So I did. We barely made it to the tapioca place before they closed their doors to watch the first game of the day, Brasil vs Chile. The tapioca was again delicious! and it was so cool to watch the game with local Brasilians. We had some pretty shallow conversations with the locals, but we were definitely on the same page. Man, that was probably one of the best experiences of the entire trip.

After Brasil won and we celebrated and took some pictures, we wandered around the beach again and then caught the second game. I forget what happened at the end of that day, but I’m pretty sure I enjoyed it.

We woke up kinda late the last day. Mexico was playing at noon or 1pm. I’m not 100% anymore. We checked out at the last minute and watched the game at the hotel because they had a big TV. That was a crazy surprising game. Mexico was doing real well until Gio came out of the game and they started playing defense. Blah, anyway, we went to the airport after and watched the next game with some Coasta Ricans at the giant TV at the airport. The flight was delayed like 3 hours, but it’s ok because it cut into our lay over time at Miami without missing our connection.

Man, that was it. That was the trip.

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Trip to Brasil, part 2

Day Five – 1st Game Day

We had tickets to the Mexico v Croatia game at 5pm. We wanted to get there before 3pm. Also, a friend was coming in we had to go pick her up because she was coming with us. She was supposed to arrive a few days prior, but her flight was delayed and later canceled. She was lucky to get to Recife at all.

It was raining when we woke up. We had a bit of trouble getting a cab, but we eventually got one and gave it the address of the hotel where my friend had arrived from the airport. She went to this hotel because a friend of her’s was working there and would let her shower, change, and get ready there. We arrived at the hotel around 11am. It was the hotel were the Croatian team was staying so it had a bunch of security. They wouldn’t even let us into the lobby. We ended up outside in the rain until she was ready, which I think was around 12:30pm.

Since it was raining, and we didn’t know where we were going exactly, we decided to take a taxi to the stadium. The taxi driver knew where he was going, until he got off the highway and had to find the stadium. oh there was a bunch of vehicle traffic on the way there and! the driver was streaming the Netherlands v Chile game, we listened to the Spain v Australia game. The taxi dropped us off at a transit point where we had to hop on a bus that would take us to the stadium.

I think it was only barely dazzling by the time we arrived at the stadium. There were so many Mexicans! There were a good amount of Croatians. The Mexicans were dressed up in all kinds of costumes; Aztecs, El Chapuline Colorado, Mariachis, and Mexico jerseys of course. They were drinking and singing and having a damn great time. It was amazing!!

The stadium was pretty cool. It was new. It had crappy stadium food, of course. The restrooms were cool. The urinals were just a long wall with dividers. oh, it was the first time I’ve ever seen a line for the guy’s restroom. There was no line for the ladies’ room. The seats were really high up. They had a great view, but they were the 3rd or 4th row from the top. The game was great. We won, so that was awesome.  It was a great time.

Leaving the stadium was weird. We decided to take the train back to the city and then catch a cab to our hotel. We followed the crowd to the bus point, which took us to the train station, Then we talked to some people and took the train as far was we could. The friend we picked up earlier that day knew where the Mexican team was staying and wanted to go see the team. I didn’t really want to go, but I didn’t want to be lame, so I said let’s go. We got a taxi to that hotel and my friend went to go see if there was another way in to the hotel, other than the main lobby. She left, and didn’t come back for like half an hour. So we caught a taxi back to our hotel. When we arrived at the hotel, it was about 11pm and we were so hungry. We ate there and went to shower. The other friend showed up about an hour later. She didn’t get more than a glimpse of the Mexican team.

Day Six

We woke up pretty tired from the adventure of the prior day. We had lunch at some nearby restaurant along the shore, while we watched some of the matches. We talked and ate and drank. After that we walked up the beach and showed the new arrival around. She wanted a place to lay out, but these beaches weren’t exactly the best for that. They were small sandy areas with high tides. The few good places had kiddos playing volleyball and beach futbol. So we decided to try to find a fancier beach for the next day. I don’t remember what we had for dinner. I think we stayed in and watched a lot of Simpsons and South Park.

Day Seven

We woke checking the weather and searching how to get to some of the better beaches. The girls asked around and found out that there was a bus to Porto de Galinhas from the airport. So we took a taxi to the airport and then waited around forever for the bus to the Porto. It was supposed to leave at 11am, but didn’t arrive until 12:30pm. It was about an hour bus ride away, but it was only like 7 bucks. It was cool to see the Brasilian country side.

The Porto was a pretty cool place. It was very touristy place, but I get it. It was a nice beach. Or at least it would have been nice to see if it didn’t rain most of the day. It was really cloudy when we arrived at the Porto. The entire day the weather switched from drizzle to cloudy. During one of those cloudy breaks, we went to the beach and it was definitely better than the ones by the hotel, but the weather was killer. We were out there for about 20 minutes before the rain returned and the winds kicked up. By that time we were hungry again and went to find a place to eat and watch the game.

oh! So the friend that arrived two days prior was the one that spoke Portuguese. She ended up talking people to figure out how to get places. One of the last people she spoke to that day was a guy who was also going to Porto. She kinda liked him, so she sat next to him on the bus and they talked on the way there. When we arrived at Porto, he went off to do his own thing and we did our thing. Turns out we found the guy looking around for place to eat later in the day, just like we were. So we invited him to eat with us, since he was solo. We watched the game and drank. Everything was cool.

Apparently they really hit it off because they started making out when we went to the restroom. I thought that shit only happened in movies.

We took the bus back to the airport. Luckily, we didn’t have to wait that long for the bus. It still took an hour and we were starving by time we got back to the hotel, but it was ok. It was worth it. We had to rest up though because the next day was the second game day. USA v Germany.

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Trip to Brasil, part 1

This is what happened in Brasil.

Day One

Got there around 10am. Taxi driver tried to talk to us but he was talking too fast and I couldn’t understand him. This would happen often. Checked into hotel. Hungry. The hotel was right on the beach so we walked up the shore to find somewhere to eat. The first thing we ordered was beer. It’s easy to order. When I tried to order food, the waiter responded to my order with way too many words. I didn’t know what the waiter was saying or at what he was pointing. Ordering lunch scared me away from dinner.

The first game of the day was at 1pm. We watched it at lunch. We went back to hotel room, took a nap, and woke up at 5:30pm. Surprisingly, it was dark outside. We ate at the hotel, it was a lot easier, and watched the last game of the day.

Day Two

We woke up late. We must have been tired from the travel. We went down the shore to eat some lunch and watch the first game of the day. After the game, we went to the historic part of town. We wandered around until we arrived at the plaza. There a tourist guide asked if we needed a tour and we said no. So we went up a hill that was supposed to lead to an old church. It did lead to a church. We went inside. There a guy approached us and asked if we wanted our picture taken. We said yes. Then he started telling us some facts about the church. He was another tour guide. He said he knew a lot about the old town and asked if we wanted him to show us around. This time we said yes.

He pointed out other old buildings, too many to remember all of them. He noted the parts of the town that were originally built with sea and beach stones. He told us how to differentiate if rich or poor people used to live in the old buildings. He took us to were the town’s Carnival munecos are stored. There were a lot of artisan shops with touristy stuff. There was a guy who made table clothes from dried coconuts. We went to highest point in town which had great view of neighboring capital city of Recife.

We did run out of money and the tour guide had to follow us to the hotel, if we wanted to get any tip. He did. We ate at hotel again, mostly because we ran out of paper money and the hotel let us pay with credit card.

Day Three

We wandered around the town’s main street searching for an ATM to withdraw some money or a currency exchange place. We couldn’t find any ATMs that worked with our banks or an exchange place. We did go to a pharmacy to get some small things. We went back to the hotel to eat and were told the only place to exchange dollars was at a nearby mall. Turned out nearby was 10 kilometers away. We wandered up the beach some more that day. We couldn’t take a cab to the mall because we had no money. Also, it was getting late and we didn’t want to walk through the sketchy part of town in the dark. So we decided to walk to the mall the following day.

Day Four

We woke up early to begin our quest for the mall. We had some free breakfast at hotel. Around 10:30am, we began the walk. I quickly realized this might be tougher than I thought because there were no street signs. Not even the small ones they use on the corner of Mexico streets. We walked past the plaza from two days prior. We went under a highway overpass. I thought we were on the right street until I realized we were going away from the shore, and I remembered seeing that the mall was on the road next to the shore. We had to go back some, back to the highway overpass. We got on a street that would take us to the mall but then bailed because it was also not clearly running with the shore. So then we took some side street and ended up on another street. We took a left there, when we should have taken a right. About 5 minutes into the left we realized this and went back again, like if we had originally taken a right.

Anyway, we made it to the mall at 12:30pm. It looked just like an American mall, but the parking lot was gated. We found the currency exchange place and got some Reals. I was really hungry, so we went to the food court. There was a place called Bob’s Burgers so I had to eat there. I had a Big Bob, which was basically a Big Mac. It made me sick because it was gross, because it had some strong tiny onions. So I had a giant coke to give me the strength for the walk back. The walk back was a lot calmer and uneventful. When we made it back to the hotel we took a well deserved nap.

We had to rest up. The next day was game day, Mexico v Croatia.

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Going to Brasil

Finally finished packing.

Now I have to drive to the airport so I can fly to Brasil. It’s hard to believe that I’ll actually be at the next Mexico game and the next USA game. It’s also hard to believe I’m only taking a carry on bag for 10 days worth of clothes and things.

I am going to try something different and try to have a positive attitude for most of the trip. Hopefully that should make the entire thing enjoyable.

Well, that’s it.

Bye.

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Another Orientation

I went to Marlene’s orientation last Thursday and Friday.

I didn’t really like the place. It was humid and . . . woodsy but she likes it, and I’m proud of her, so it’s fine whatever.

But man, that orientation really messed me up. They kept saying your lives are ahead of you and you could do whatever you wanted if you work hard. They kept saying you and it got to me by the end of the first day. Man, that acquisition really messed me up too.

What do I really want?

I like what I’m doing now, but that changes. Pretty soon, you become in charge of more clients, then after three years you become manager. You’re in charge of other people and even more clients. That’s fine. But I don’t know if that will make me happy. I do well at my job, but I don’t really do good. At the end of the day, I am not really doing any good for anybody and I don’t think that’s enough for me.

At orientation, I thought about going back to college to get a masters and then a doctorate in history, so I could teach history at the university level. I think that might be the way I’m supposed to do good. Maybe I’m supposed to help the kiddos learn to critically think. Help them become good citizens.

But that’s crazy right? A masters and doctorate is probably at least a 4 year commitment. I’m not afraid of the hard work, but it’s probably not a smart idea to quit my job and start taking on more student debt. Maybe I should stay at my job until I pay off my loans, or until I really really become unhappy, possibly at the manager level, which would be like I said, in 3 to 5 years.

Since I’m 24 now, going on 25 in August, then I’ll be 28 – 30 at the time. Is that too old to be grad student? I don’t think I’ll still look like an undergrad student then. That’s probably for the best. I would make a shitty undergrad.

But if I did that, I would start school broke again. Not in debt at least, but at zero. Worse than that, what if I quit my job, start grad school, and realize I don’t want to do that either. What if at that time I think maybe I should be a lawyer? Or super worse, what if nothing hits me at that point and I don’t want to really do anything?

I guess the question is really, how fucking crazy am I?

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More Time Off

I forgot that I told my sister I would take her to orientation tomorrow.

She signed up for orientation back in April (March?). I was so busy at that time that I did not really register it. I figured, that I would figure it out later. Well now later has come and I forgot. I had to ask for more time off at work. They said yes, but now I might fall back a bit at work. I’ll probably do some work on Saturday and Sunday. But that’s ok because I’ll be leaving to Brazil next Wednesday.

Man, I got a cold since the last time I wrote. It’s sucked. I had a bad cough one day, body aches the other, and a stuffy, also somehow runny, nose. I sure hope this is over really soon.

I hope my eyes are doing ok too. I’ll go to the check up on Monday. Then I’ll feel better about them.

Alright, that’s it. I have a vicious headache. I’ve taken all the medicine. Again, hopefully, it goes away.

oh, oh, also, World Cup starts tomorrow!

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Don’t Rub It

I think the surgery went well. I can see well.

So the surgery was weird. There were lasers, suction cups, and more lasers. I don’t want to spend time going through the details of the procedures. I do want to say that I wasn’t as nervous as I thought I would be. I definitely wasn’t afraid. I did get nervous while the eye was exposed and probably right in between the procedure when I knew there was no turning back.

I was doing well until I left the building. Once I got in the car my eyes began tearing excessively. It took a while to get to sleep when I got home, but when I finally did, I slept for 4 hours. When I woke up, the tearing was gone. I started taking my eye drops when I woke up.

I went to the follow up appointment the next day in the morning, Saturday. The doctor said I was doing well and to keep taking the drops.

So yea, the surgery was Friday. I didn’t do anything Saturday or today. I thought My eyes might be doing ok, but I started feeling sick this afternoon. My throat hurts and I have a weird cough. I’m not liking this.

Man, I’ll have to do a lot of work tomorrow. Especially since I have to take my sister to orientation on Thursday and Friday. That means I have another 3 day work week. I guess I’ll know by Tuesday how I close I’ll be to getting everything to QC by the 18th.

My eyes are getting tired.

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