06 Aug 2005
Dia duas (I think that’s right). Our flight was ok but extremely long. I think I was doing fine until we started going around the airport. We decided to eat at Pizza Hut, and while they were really friendly here I felt out of my element. The pizza was excellent, and I think they put brie on everything.
The flight to Curitiba was short, and I don’t even remember the beginning because I had finally fallen asleep. When the flight attendant came by, I was glad to see some Guarana and managed my way through that. When we finally arrived, we got through customs in about 10 minutes. Cathy was astounded. Then we saw Edit and two of the kids, Paulo and Rita. We said hello, but the kids were pretty shy. The drive to the Farm was about a 6 hour trip. 
Towards the end, Paulo (who is three) kept tapping on my shoulder and saying stuff to me. I wish I could have understood him, or at least explain to him that I couldn’t.
I have been praying, though, for the gift of Portuguese. It would come in real handy. Especially when we got to the farm. The van pulled in, and kids just poured out of the house. One blonde girl said “hi,” and I said “Oi” (which is “hi” in Portuguese), and she said “Remember me?” I didn’t, but I was really glad to find someone who spoke English. Turns out we met at the last Midwest Retreat, and she’s from Tremont. Also, Alysha was here! I was so excited. But then I was sad when I found out she was leaving today. I got to holler at her from the window, and then they left.
I’m definitely out of my element. Comfort zone is nowhere to be found. I definitely have to pray for strength and comfort. I’m trying to absorb as much of the language as I can, and I’ve actually learned a lot for being in this country for less than 24 hours. Hopefully the kids will teach me more. Right now I have to go find the ladies for breakfast. Mais tarde.
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