Upon arriving at our pousada, which is like a bed and breakfast, we got showered and headed out for a tour of the small historic center.
See here for history on Paraty: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paraty
After our tour we enjoyed some drinks and a big meal at one of the local restaurants. I of course ordered pasta because I have to take any chance I can to eat it, seeing as it has gluten in it and my host mother cannot eat it. The night ended (or began), with some cheap bottles of wine, and a hysterical
prank. Well, not everyone thought it was funny. My friend Anna and I thought it would be funny to hide the mattresses of some of our friends, so we did. Apparently not everyone in our group has a good sense of humor, and they got kind of upset. Whatever.Haha it sounds like I’m kind of upset probably. Well, actually this small CIEE group of only nine people is giving me a lesson in patience and tolerance. It is getting hard to spend more than a couple days with the whole group because some people get on my nerves more than anybody I have ever met. They are however, still my friends, so I just need to keep cool and realize that I probably bug the shit out of some people too. There will always be people that you do not get along with all the time, especially in work settings, but it is up to you to figure out a way that you can still make a pleasant environment out of some interpersonal tension.
The next day, we woke up early and headed out to the pier. Little did we know the next five hours would be a
tour of paradise! Basically we climbed aboard a large schooner, and sailed around the waters of Paraty, snorkeling and touring several beaches. Also, a live guitarist accompanied us on the trip, and provided very appropriate background music for the entire ride. I would give anything to go back and do that again.At night, we went to a very strange puppet show. I think they chose a puppet show because there was no dialogue in Portuguese, which means we could all “understand” it.
However, I did not quite grasp what was going on, for there were just a bunch of different scenes that were not related at all. The puppets were very real looking, and they actually became kind of creepy because the actors moved them in such realistic ways. It was a very interesting show (and kind of uncomfortable at times) to say the least.
For those who are interested: http://www.ecparaty.org.br/
Also, I love the street dogs here. I know they are probably pretty dirty and some may have rabies, but I just can’t help but be friendly with them. I sometimes think I should be a veterinarian, mainly because I just love dogs so much. Here is a picture of me with Madonna Bonjo (sister to the infamous Michael Bonjo).
It was a great weekend in Paraty, but the end of it meant I had to get back to São Paulo and do all of the homework I neglected over the weekend. Until next time Paraty
Notice how I figured out how to use the ˜ accent: São Paulo…yay!
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