I was out to do some printing this morning (yes, we still don't have a printer, but to be honest, I'm happier to not have to deal with printer issues). It was a beautiful, clear morning, and I was without the kids, so I could give my full attention to the surroundings. It felt like a very Brazilian walk, since I saw these things:
A teenage boy holding his Grandmother's hand, out for a walk. I love how common it is for people to hold hands while out walking, and how often I see boys and young men holding their mom's hand. My almost 9 year old son has not adapted to the Brazilian custom, but I always make him hold my hand when we cross the street. Last week he didn't let go after we had crossed the street, and held my hand for a whole block.
|Oooh, bad picture from the cell phone...|
The coconut delivery truck blasting funk music. For those of you who don't have the "privilege" of being familiar with funk music, I was considering posting a YouTube video. But my 1 minute YouTube search left me feeling very offended and disgusted, so I will spare you.
|Yet another bad picture from the cell...|
And a walk in our neighborhood wouldn't be complete with out illegal parking. Can you see the telephone pole at the left of the picture? There is a no parking sign on it. And you can see 4 cars parked illegally in front of it. What is harder to tell, is that the first car is a POLICIA MILITAR car. The police officers were parked there, while getting ice cream cones. It's really no wonder that 82% of Brazilians think it is easy to break the law, and 54% see little reason to follow laws. But I had to just chuckle to myself, and enjoy the blue sky and this crazy, complicated, wonderfully frustrating place that we live.