Reunion with Lily and Mozart...my favorite couple!

Trip Start Jun 03, 2010
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Trip End Jul 28, 2010


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Flag of Brazil  , State of Sao Paulo,
Sunday, July 25, 2010

For the last time on this trip, I write to you...or myself...or anyone who has stuck with my blog
for this long from a bus headed from Sao Paulo, Brazil to Rio de Janeiro. I haven't written the
last couple of days because, like the rest of this trip, its has been cram packed with bus rides, tours, hostels, blah...etc.

IF you read last summer, you know how my trips generally end...in emotional turmoil, pain
and crying. The pain I felt yesterday was, perhaps, the worst I've ever endured on any trip thus
far. Heard of a Brazilian bikini wax? It was the most excruciating, torturous, volatile, invasive phenomena my body has ever undergone. So, Kara and I stayed with Leda, a couchsurfer in Balneario Camboriu. Leda suggested, as a unique experience, we should get a Brazilian bikini wax IN BRAZIL. Not to sound like an idiot, but I wasn't quite sure what that entailed, but I didn't mind as long as I was assurred the pain level wasn't over a 6. Kara ASSURED me that it was more like a 5, so I was in! You know me...I rarely pass up an experience since I've adopted Mark Twain's "In 20 years" quote as the mantra for my life. In order to keep this a G rated blog, I'm not going to give any of the details. All I have to say about the experience is 2 words. NEVER AGAIN. Kara told me afterward that she lied about the pain being a 5 so I would do it and looked quite amused when I walked out of the room with a look of horror/shock/pissed-offness on my face. So...ok...it is kind of funny now that I'm off the operating table.

On a less light note, I shed my first "oh my gosh I'm running out of time and have to go back home / there are people I'm really going to miss and it sucks that they live so far away" tear tonight upon settling into my seat on this bus. Every trip I meet at least 100 people but only a few of who I say at the end were people I was meant to meet and I know they were blessings in my life. On this trip, those people were Lily and Mozart whom I talked about in one of my first blogs after we met at Leblon Spot in Rio. Just to recap, it was my first or second night there when I stepped into the lobby for something and they walked over and asked me to join them for the dinner they were preparing. I spent the next few days with them venturing around Rio and having long chats about anything and everything over lunches, dinners, caipirihnas, and more caipirineas. The really amazing thing was, there was a total language barrier. I speak Spanish and English, Mozart Portuguese, Italian and a little Spanish, and Lilly Portuguese, and a little shy about speaking English. The majority of my conversations with Mozart are me speaking Spanish and
the little bit of Port. I know while he speaks his best guess at Spanish spinning it off from Italian. He never formally studied it. Although we ofter have to rephrase or re-explain, the 3 of us have totally bonded in a really cool way.

I took an overnight bus last night to Sao Paulo, solely for the purpose of seeing them because I think they are extraordinary individuals. I'm the last person who likes hanging out with couples, so you know there must be something very special about them. Mozart was at the bus station at
600 this morning waiting for me...bless his heart...he waited a good hour and a half. He took me to their apt. to get cleaned up and we headed to a birthday party at Lily's family's house a short distance away from Sao Paulo. Lily and her family are Japanese, by the way, but all born
in Brazil.I was a bit aprehensive about being at a family party where I didn't speak the language. As it turned out, a few people did speak English and EVERYONE was so nice and welcoming.
We had a huge bbq followed by cakes and desserts. Turns out, they celebrate bdays exactly like we do in the us...just the song is quite different. In the quieter moments of the day I caught myself thinking...how awesome is it that I'm spending my day in the home of a Brazilian family because of people that just happened to be kind enough to speak to me 2 months ago at a hostel I almost didn't stay at until a random friend of a co-work recommended it in a country I only decided to go to at the last minute and almost didn't get to go to because I barely had enough time to get a visa and I found the one woman in maybe all of Houston who could make it happen.
 What I'm saying is how precise and perfectly timed so many things had to be in order to find myself at the exact spot I was in today. That is what excites me so much about traveling...the unknown and the wonderful things that just seem to fall into place when you cut off your shackles and sail away from your comfort zone. Anyway, the day was absolutely lovely...she has such a
great family.

We went back to their apt. to get cleaned up and spent a little time watching TV...simpsons and Glee but all subtitled in Portuguese of course. Lily helped me...who am I kidding...she did all the work to get my bus ticket booked to Rio over the phone. Mozart gave me his Brazilian flag, one that looked like it might have been something he has had his whole life or at least for a very long time. I was very touched that he thought enough of me to give it away. He told me that I'm his adopted sister and we are family. I have a Brazilian brother now...how cool! Lily gave me a really
old Ricky Martin cd and is going to send me an old Shakira cd when she finds it. Mozart pulled out an envelope of old picture and was telling me about his life and who was who. The thing that was perhaps most touching was when Mozart offered to give me a picture he took of Shakira when he met her a long time ago before she was famous after I made such a big deal of it. There was no way I was accepting it...but to offer such a special thing he has held on to for years to me?! They insisted on going to the bus station to help me get where I needed to go and then insisted on sitting and waiting with me until my bus came. Then they walked me to the bus, carried my luggage, and made sure I was in the right place. All this while Lily had a terrible headache from slipping in the bathroom today. It was a sad goodbye. I know I haven't known them very long, but we all connected right away and have been keeping in touch even while I've been in Argentina. It sucks so much to meet such great people and then to be ripped 5000 miles away from them knowing you may not ever see them again. I don't know what the future holds, but I'm thankful that I met them this summer and had them in my lives even a short while!

I'm ticking off the lady next to me on the bus who is trying to sleep with my computer screen
glaring in her face! Bye!

 


 
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Amy Keene on

It's been awesome reading your blog. See you when you get back home, I've missed ya'!

Amy is happy for you! on

NO ma'am! A brazilian wax? Om my Lord! You are one brave puppy... I am glad that you got to see some of your best friends before heading back! You have written an amazing blog this summer, to be honest, I liked it a little better than last summer, so good job! You have had a great time, met awesome people and for sure seen and photographed some breathtaking moments . Good job, you did what you set out to do, and hopefully that gives you great satisfaction!

coreycmathews
coreycmathews on

Like the brazilian bikini wax experience. I have been dying to find time to do it.

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