On Sunday, Nina invited us to, ‘Zimbauê Celebration & Trançando Idéias’. Uh huh. Yeah. Again, no idea what to expect. So when her and her friend Jane picked us up outside of our condo I asked, ‘where are we going?’, to which she responded, ‘the party, of course!’ How's that for clarification! Forty five minutes later we rolled down on something magnificent. There was the intoxicating aroma of homemade Feijoada in the air, and people were dancing, playing cards, singing, laughing, eating... there was beer flowing and little kids running around cutting up… I’d say it was like a family reunion, but no body was flippin’ over the spades table. Although pretty much no one in the bunch spoke English (save for Nina) we immediately felt welcomed. We were not guests, we were family, no side eyes from anyone, just lots of hugs and love from everyone. Check out the view--
Cool pic, that's Jane in the foreground and me in the backseat taking in the views of the neighborhood
I also concluded that just like Black folk in the States, they need no reason to party... it was clear that it was going down, anniversary or not!
MONDAY, May 21
A hearty, ‘gracias!’
He did a double take, laughed and said, ‘that’s Spanish not Portuguese dear! Maybe after one more Caipirinha she’ll be speaking Russian!’ #ShitsReal
Wondering who that handsome couple is? Why that's Hubby's good friend and Kappa brother Brandon and his gorgeous wife Tammy. #YoGotDamn #Nupes
So I was thinking... when you travel to a new land, you have to make a friend to truly experience the culture. Otherwise you’ll never get past the barriers, and be trapped in tourist purgatory. We made a friend in Greece (our host, that we still FB frequently!) and I’m proud to say we now have friends in Brazil. They welcomed us with open arms and I truly feel blessed for the experience.