Today I bailed on going to the beach with the penn state group. Other than just not having any desire, I really just am not the biggest fan of the beach. Don’t get me wrong I like it, but I don’t LOVE it. I don’t find the need to go every day, not at all. So I spent the day with my Brazilian mom and Brazilian friend Isabela. We went down to the low area? They just call it like low. So I’m calling it down low. We first went to Bonfim church, it’s very popular and tourist here.
After that we drove around the area just being tourists. And let me tell you, I don’t think I’ve talked about driving here much yet, so driving in itself is a major thing. The lines on the roads, stop signs, and red lights mean absolutely nothing to everyone. No one follows them. When driving you have to be paying 100% attention. When a car is there, you avoid the car. That’s the major road rule everyone follows. And somehow, god knows how, I haven’t seen a single accident yet. I keep waiting… Nothing.
After that we went on the “boardwalk” and went to a very famous ice cream place. But when we parked I finally got some vandals in action. So here in Brazil they say they love fireworks. Fireworks are not really a thing, just loud noise. Well, a loud noise very similar to a gun shot. The first few times I heard it I literally crouched down and thought I was being shot at. 12 year olds run around throwing these damn grenade like things. They run away giggling as they scare the shit out of anyone walking past. I once saw these like 60 year old women in shacks selling them to these 12 year olds. Anyway I finally saw them actually do it and it’s like little colored balls.