I’ve made a fun group of friends that I see every Saturday: the market wheelbarrow boys. I don’t fool myself–offering free cake samples is an excellent way to make friends. These little guys get paid to haul the vendor’s goods in and the customers’ groceries home. You often see them pushing piles of groceries or …
Gringofobia
My favorite commercial these days is this one by Englishtown.com for English classes. It is titled “Overcome your Gringophobia” and begins with: “GUYS–THE GRINGO IS COMING!!!” The rest explains itself. Sometimes the line between satire and reality is very blurry. I’m pretty sure I’ve seen this exact expression on the face of more than one shop …
Musicrônica: Som e Alegria
It was a hot bus ride home at the end of a day of touristing in Salvador, Bahia. We were taking advantage of my pregnant belly to sit up front in the preferential service seats, so I could see them hop onto the bus out of the corner of my eye. They started to introduce …
Rich Bitch
She stopped by to visit and asked to see the new crib. I adore it; it’s lovely and the symbol of so many dreams of to come. Of course I’d be happy to show it. She’s expecting too. Conversation naturally turned to comparing mama notes. I showed her the new dresser we got to go …
Fotocrônica: Name that Bug
Check out this cool bug. It seems to hatch out of and/or lay that fuzzy stuff there. We have no idea what its name is, or whether it’s a moth or a butterfly. Striking and photo-worthy, though, for sure. p.s., for the entomologists out there, I stumbled across this photo in my archives and realized …
P.S., Bureaucrazy and Bank Accounts – Part 3
P.S., After all that, the bank account STILL didn’t come through immediately. How many of you saw that one coming? My account remained blocked for some unknown reason, even after the requisite waiting period. The post office branch where I made the account sent me to the main bank. The main bank looked in the system and said the post office hadn’t entered …
Back of the line Grandma!
It was hot. The supermarket was crowded with tired, cranky people (me) doing their shopping after a long work day. The line wasn’t unreasonable given the time of day, but it couldn’t move fast enough for me. TWO people in front of me. ONE person in front of me. THERE. I reached into my basket …
Fotocrônica: Unexpected
A sight from my walk to work the other day. Unexpected. I’m not sure how he got up there. He didn’t look too sure he knew how he was going to get down.
Fotocrônica: The World’s Biggest Pressure Cooker
Someone donated a pig to the plastering crew at my husband’s shop, with all the bits included. They, being working men with an average age of 24 and the corresponding ginormous appetites, decided that this meant they should make a monster load of feijoada. To their credit, it was pretty damn tasty. The endeavor also …
