Prior to the drive back to Resende following an amazing beach and party filled weekend, we stopped over at a U.S. Army Officers apartment for some traditional Brazilian cuisine; churrascaria (read: tons of meat. On that nonstop status) As the Army officer in Brazil, he is part our guide and our first link in the chain of command here in Brazil, should any trouble arise while we're here. He gave us some pointers about areas in Rio to definitely see and areas to avoid ("See there, on that map? All those green areas? Yeah, those aren't parks or woods or anything. They're favelas. They're green because you can't map them. They're stacks and stacks of buildings on top of eachother with alleys in between and a few streets that are constantly changing. Yeah, don't go there") We left, promising to let him know as soon as something went wrong and before we left, the West Point guys at IME (Instituto de Militar Engenharia) invited us to Festa de Uniforme, a party for military guys (and apparently all the women in Rio) that only happens every few years. It was on Thursday (read: school night) but they said we should try to get out there. We promised we would.
Back at school (yeah, I slept the whole way again. I'm never gonna know what Brazil looks like between Rio and Resende, just that it's 20 minutes of driving and a 2 hour nap every time), we had quite an interesting week while lobbying hard for the chance to make it back to Rio. Between a pistol range (This place ROCKS!), starting our Portuguese class (everyday is a portuguese class here!), and updating Facebook and making fun of people dealing with Reorgy week we had a super busy (read: not at all) but short week as we finally got permission to leave on Thursday afternoon (we found out about 10 minutes before we absolutely needed to leave that we were permitted to go. Talk about down to the wire!) and high tailed it to the bus station. Off to Rio for the weekend!
Time for some homework! Stories about this past weekends shenanigans to follow soon. Portuguese for the day is, "Talvez" which means, "Maybe". As in, "Eu ouvi que voce lutou um vagabundo" (I heard you fought a bum) to which you'd respond, "Talvez" (Maybe)
Tchau for now!
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