Friday, June 10, 2011

Third Quarterly Report

Dear Rotarians of District 7010,

I have now been in Brazil for 9 months and as I will be flying back to Canada on June 21st, I only have two months remaining in my exchange. As I approach the end of this year abroad, time seems to be passing quicker than ever. I remember my friend Vitor from Uberaba, Minas Gerais who did an exchange in Collingwood saying that there isn’t enough time in the year. I feel the same way. However, I have been trying to get the most I can out of my time here. I have taken up new sports that are unique to Brazil, have involved my self with the community service efforts of our local Interact club and had the opportunity to show my Canadian family Brazil.
           
While in Lencois, Ceara during the northeast trip, I took part in a demonstration of Capoeira, a martial art unique to Brazil. After returning from the trip, I found out that a few of my friends do Capoeira with a local group. With some proper instructions, I started attending classes with them. This has been a very unique experience as it has deep roots in Brazilian culture. In practice, we usually stretch, then work on some basic moves, learn some new techniques and then have a session where we stand in a circle, sing and play instruments while two people go against each other in the middle. I remember stopping in the last practice I went to and thinking about what I would be doing if I were in Canada. It’s at these times when I feel especially immersed in Brazil, and even after nine months, the feeling is still surreal.

 I have also taken up Brazilian Jiu Jitsu in the past few months. The Brazilian form of this martial art is world-renowned and is taught around the world. Jiu Jitsu is taught normally at the same time as Capoeira on opposing sides of a sports arena. Capoeira usually finishes earlier though, so I’ll go for a Jiu Jitsu session after. This martial art is extremely tiring and technically complex. After spending months in the gym, I can start to see the benefits when fighting since although the other students are far more experienced, my strength and endurance can give them a tough time. If I haven’t made this clear already, I love playing sports. Getting involved with Capoeira and Jiu Jitsu, as well as soccer, has helped me get fit, participate in something deeply rooted in Brazilian culture and meet more people in my community.

Since arriving in Brazil, I have been attending Interact meetings. This is the division of Rotary for kids age 12-18. Unfortunately, Collingwood’s Interact club only started after I left Canada. I have gotten to participate with this level of our organization and see how it benefits our community. Iturama’s Interact club is very involved in community service work as members regularly volunteer at a shelter for abandoned and mostly disabled seniors and a soup kitchen in a poorer part of town.

I have become very involved with their community service projects, volunteering at the senior’s shelter with them on Friday afternoons and by myself during the rest of the week. My first host mom was the president of the senior’s shelter and appreciates my help just as much as the other staff and senior occupants do.
I have also taken part in helping a local soup kitchen on Saturdays. This is in a low-income part of town and our work is greatly appreciated. I have helped ladle soup into bowls, feeding a big flux of people coming through for a Saturday lunch, and fill up bowls I notice are empty. The soup kitchen has very low staff and even when a few of us show up, our efforts are greatly appreciated.

Interact also organizes fundraising events. I helped run one function recently called the “Festival de Sorvete” (or Ice Cream Festival). There, I waited tables, cleaned tables and scooped Ice Cream. It was on a hot, Sunday afternoon and there were over 200 kids who each paid R$5 each for admission. We raised approximately R$850 for our club. This money goes toward various local community projects and charity donations that help people across the world.

From May 4 to May 13, my Canadian family visited me in Brazil. It was great to see them again and show them around Brazil. They landed at Uberlandia airport after a connected flight from Sao Paulo, just as I did 9 months ago. It felt weird being on the other side of the gate at arrivals.

After talking to them for a few minutes and taking a few pictures, I began translating conversation between my family and my host dad and brother – this continued for the next 10 days while they were here.  It really tested my language skills and definitely improved my Portuguese during their stay. It’s interesting to note that in Brazil although many young people speak English, very few adults speak even a word. My family joked that it felt really weird to be totally dependent on me for all forms of communication – well, me plus hand gestures and charades.

My host family and I spent the next day in Uberlandia showing my Canadian family the city I’ve stayed in many times throughout my year. We had lunch at the best Churracaria (barbecue restaurant) in Uberlandia - just as I did on my second day here. This is the best food I’ve had during my exchange and it was great to show them a completely different style of not only food, but service as well.

At a Churrasco restaurant, there are waiters constantly running around the restaurant with different cuts of meat. They offer standard cuts such as lamb, steak and pork, as well as completely different types of food like chicken hearts and feijoada, a bean mixture that includes pig snout, feet and ears. Between every bite you get offered a new type of food. In a two-hour sitting, you can eat a week’s worth of food.

After lunch, we returned to the apartment and my parents tried sleeping off some jetlag while my brother and I helped my host brother Luiz put together a Lego airplane he got as an early birthday present.

We had a great dinner later that night and gave my host parents some presents. Among other things, we gave my host mom Telma a Collingwood-made bracelet and Niagara icewine, my host dad a Canadian tie and an assortment of local craft beers, and two hockey sticks and indoor hockey balls for Luiz. They really appreciated the gifts.

The next day, we travelled to Caldas Novas for a Rotary District Conference. Caldas Novas is a popular tourist destination for Brazilians. It is located on top of a dormant volcano and is famous for its natural hot springs. Even after the water is cooled, some hot springs can be over 50 degrees Celsius. We spent all of Friday in the hotel’s water park and pools. The next morning, all the exchange students went to the conference center for a presentation about the Rotary Youth Exchange Program and to give individual speeches. My speech went well and my host dads said I spoke well and my Portuguese was correct. It was great for my parents to meet my exchange officials. I also met a lot of Rotarians who wanted to talk to me after the speeches. I think there was added interest about me since I introduced my family during my speech. Brazilians have a massive curiosity for foreigners, which I think most Canadians lack.

After the conference, we drove 5 hours south to Uberaba, Vitor’s city. We met up with Vitor and his family at a shopping mall. I hadn’t met up with him before in Brazil so it was cool to be speaking Portuguese with him and meet his family. We went to his house, unpacked and left for his grandparents’ house for dinner. There were around 30 relatives there and although looking like a family reunion, it was only a small portion of his family. After dinner, we went to an exhibition. At Brazilian exhibitions, there are rodeos, cattle sales, lots of food and concerts. Uberaba’s exhibition is the largest in Brazil. In their leilao, or cattle sale, one cow was sold for over two million dollars. After walking around the exposition for a bit, we split up. My parents went out to dinner with Vitor’s parents, and Vitor, his sister, my brother and I went to a concert. Vitor’s parents know just a few words of English, so at dinner our parents had to communicate with gestures and a few simple words, like I did when I first arrived in Brazil. We went to a sertanejo, brazilian country music, concert until about 5am. It was a good night, although Taylor, just like me during my first few weeks here, didn’t know how to dance to it.

The next day we got on the road early for a 9-hour drive south to Sao Paulo, SP. I bought tickets for us to see the final match of the Sao Paulo Championship between my favorite team the Corinthians and Santos who has two of Brazil’s top, young players. I had bought a package through the Corinthians’ tourism agency, which included tickets to the game, food and beverages, and a shuttle from a hotel to the game and back.

The travel agent told me to meet them at Hotel Mélia. I googled the hotel, looking up “Hotel Mélia Sao Paulo”. I read the name of the first match on the results page to the travel agent, to which he replied “okay”. Turns out there are several Hotel Mélias in Sao Paulo. We didn’t see the game live, but rather on the TV in the wrong hotel’s bar, which we got to know very well that afternoon. My parents especially loved the bathrooms since they had toilet seats, a rarity in public washrooms. We spent the afternoon in the hotel bar, ended up eating dinner there and at around 6pm, we navigated our way out of Sao Paulo and drove further south to Guarujá.

Once we arrived in Guarujá, we checked in to a hotel next to the ocean and relaxed after a day full of driving. We got up early in the morning, had breakfast and went to the beach. It was overcast with showers, but I believe a bad day at Guarujá beats a good day at Wasaga.

I booked my brother and I a surf lesson, partly as a birthday present to him. Neither of us had tried surfing before but we were able to pick it up quickly. I believe Taylor got up and rode a wave out on his third try and I got up one or two attempts later. It was an unreal experience to be relaxing with my family at the beach and learning how to surf, something my brother and I have been interested in for years.

The following morning, we left for Iturama. We had to drive through São Paulo again, and it was just as difficult as the first time. My dad said navigating through the city was like driving on a spider web- and all the streets are one-way. After a few wrong turns, we managed to get out of the city and on to the major highway which leads almost directly to Iturama.

After a 12-hour drive, we arrived in Iturama and went directly to an Interact meeting. The group gave us a great welcoming, and after the meeting, presented us with a cake.

After the meeting, we went out for churrasco with my first host family and then drove out to their cottage. I helped set up the cottage and my host dad told me how to maintain it overnight and the next day. We shared a beer and then my host parents went back to Iturama.

The next day, we simply relaxed. My mom made pancakes and we had breakfast outside, next to the pool. This was the first sunny day since Caldas Novas and we took advantage. I also showed my family how to feed the monkeys and got some incredible pictures and movies of it. The rest of the day, we played soccer and volleyball, and swam in the river and pool.

In the afternoon, my first host family and my current host dad came up to the cottage to do some churrasco. My dad was especially interested in the Brazilian barbecuing process as we usually cook a large cut of meet and eat it bit by bit as it cooks from the outside inward. We ate for about 5 hours.

The next morning, we closed up the cottage and drove to Iturama. We were short on time but I managed to show my family the places in town that I frequent most.  They saw my school, the downtown core, the sports club, my first host mom’s clothing store, my current host dad’s gas station and both of my host family’s homes. We had lunch at my first host family’s house and then left for Uberlandia.

We stayed over at my first host family’s apartment again and in the morning, my family flew out of Uberlandia. It was a great experience to travel with my family and show them where I’ve been for the past 10 months. I really appreciated the opportunity to show Brazil. We did a lot of traveling but I believe it was worth it to see so much of the country.

In just a few weeks I will be leaving Brazil and I am making the most out my remaining time here. It is slightly depressing to know that at this time in my exchange, every time I see certain friends, it could be the last. At the same time however, I can’t believe how many great people I have met in such a short time. Talking with other exchange students, there is a consensus about Brazilian people. Which is that they are some of the most warm and welcoming people in the world. This certainly makes Brazil one of the easiest countries to do an exchange in. The people have such a curiosity for foreigners that they all want to meet you, and as I am living in a smaller town, I know most people I see when I walk around town. In Canada, on a weekend night, I would have to call up friends and make plans to go out that night. This isn’t necessary here. I only have to walk downtown and friends call out to me to join them wherever they are.

I would really like to thank everyone involved in making this exchange possible. This program has been the opportunity of a lifetime and I really appreciate the tireless efforts of Rotarians who volunteer to provide this program.

As I will be staying 11 months, my last quarterly report would be due after I get home. I will still write one nonetheless, about what it’s like being back in Canada.

Monday, May 16, 2011

Gypsies, Nun Hats and Canadian Food

After saying goodbye to my family after showing them around Brazil for 10 days (which I'll talk more about in my quarterly report that's in the works), I headed back to Iturama by bus Saturday night. The drive is three hours by car, and because of stops in every town it passes, 5 hours by bus. We stopped in a city called Campina Verde. Across the street from the bus stop, there was a gypsy settlement. The same group passed through Iturama last year, and it looks like it's grown in size since.

I got home, knocked on my host parents door to let them know I'm home and my host dad told me were going to a church dinner. It turns out we weren't going to the local church but one in a nearby farm town. There was a massive party there because an Italian saint named Santa Rita de Cassia forgot her hat when blessing their church 80 years ago, and people have flocked to this holy ground to worship it ever since. They do this now because her day is May 22nd and people go there, many walking, some every day, for the entire month of May. It is over 30km to this town from Iturama and is over six hours walking. The church was closed so we didn't visit the hat but there was a chicken dinner and country concert we went to instead.

I started unpacking on Sunday and found the two boxes of KD my parents brought me. I decided to make a box for my host parents José Humberto and Julinesse for a Sunday night dinner, which they don't normally eat. I wasn't sure if they would but they liked it- and finished off the pot.


After dinner, I went to Telma and Edmilson's house to drop off the key to the apartment in Uberlandia and give Edmilson a t-shirt from the family to thank them for putting us up in the apartment and cottage. They invited me out for pizza so I went and had a second dinner. We ordered the Canadian pizza. It was actually close to the real thing. Except for the palm hearts (core of a palm tree) and egg on top.

I haven't blogged in a while but I'll put up my Quarterly report when it's done and probably write about my family coming to Brazil. Barbecue and pancakes at the cottage, visiting Sao Paulo, Surfing with Taylor in Guarujá- there's a lot to talk about.

Here are videos from the trip:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tvvaYppp6_Y&feature=channel_video_title
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ooj394kN02o&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q23qNcLywSE

Sunday, April 10, 2011

Mid-April Update

Since my last blog update, everything's gone back to normal. My hands are healing up nicely. They just look like they've been bleached now. I've been keeping myself busy though. I remember Vitor (exchange student from Uberaba who was in Collingwood) saying there's not enough time in the exchange. I know what he means. I'm down to the last ten weeks of my exchange. I've found that since I've gotten into a regular routine here, and am now comfortable with the language and town, time passes a lot quicker.
On top of futsal and soccer, I've taken up jiu-jitsu and capoeira. Jiu-jitsu is a popular martial art and Brazil is known for it. Capoeira is a martial art invented by Brazilian slaves to evade their slave masters. It has grown to be more of a cultural dance and can be choreographed for performances, like those that I saw during my Northeast trip in Lencois and Salvador, but most Capoeira is improvised. Here's a Capoeira video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z8xxgFpK-NM .
In 3 weeks, my family will come to Brazil. I'm really looking forward to seeing them and I'm planning a great trip for them. They'll land in Uberlandia on a Wednesday night and we'll stay there until Friday morning. From there we'll drive north to Caldas Novas for a Rotary district conference. We'll stay there until Saturday afternoon and then drive south to either stay in Rio Preto or Uberaba to sleep for the night. Sunday morning, we'll drive down to Sao Paulo, SP and watch the Campeonato Paulista soccer finals. This will be unreal. Sao Paulo has most of Brazil's top teams and we'll get to see the best play. There are firms for these clubs so depending on what seats we get and who's playing, I'll have to start thinking about safety. After the game, we'll check in to a hotel and stay in the city overnight. Monday morning, we'll make a two-hour drive to Guarujá Beach. I've never been there but I've been hearing it's a great beach, not as great as those of the northeast but no doubt better than Wasaga. We'll stay overnight there, then head to Iturama the next morning. When we arrive in Iturama at night, we'll head straight to my first host family's cottage. We'll sleep there for two nights and spend our time either there or touring around Iturama, seeing what I do on a typical Wednesday. After spending just a day and a half in Iturama, we'll drive three hours and return to Uberlandia. The trip is unfortunately only 10 days long since my parents worried about overstaying their welcome. This wouldn't be an issue but the flights are already booked and would cost 2000$ to change, which is more than the flights cost themselves. The trip will be dense, but great.
I feel my time running out as I only have 10 weeks left before I leave Brazil, and meet the new house in Canada. The last two months should be unreal though. June will just be a month of parties. I'm turning 18 here, which is the age in Brazil when you can drive, drink, etc. We'll probably end up doing a birthday/going away party on my birthday, 11 days before I leave. Then, when I get to Collingwood, I'm sure there'll be a lot going on.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Post-Carnaval

Since Carnaval, I haven't been able to get back to my normal sleep cycle. During the five days of the world's best party, I stayed out all night and never went to bed earlier than 7am. Last Wednesday night was a school night, and I eventually got to sleep at 6am- when I was supposed to get up.  I managed an hour of sleep, then had 10 minutes to leave for school. Friday, the teachers didn't show up for some reason and I got to sleep in. I went out on the weekend, keeping to my Carnaval sleep schedule. Then Sunday night, yesterday, was another school night. This time, I didn't get a minute of sleep. I went to bed at 11pm, laid awake for 7 hours, checked the time, saw it was 6am and got up for school. I was completely useless today. Hugely sleep-deprived and eating little to no fruit and vegetables, I've also developed a cold. This is probably my sixth cold in Brazil, a country with an annual average temperature of almost 30C. Surprisingly, I didn't sleep at school, as is discouraged but allowed. I came home from school ate lunch, then left for Portuguese classes. It was pointless. I couldn't pay attention and my language skills were terrible. When I went to say goodbye, I said good morning. I couldn't even try. After that, I went downtown to pick up gym supplements and go to the pharmacy. The gym stuff wasn't in yet and I was told to come back in an hour. I then went to the pharmacy and picked up some vitamins for the cold and a melatonin sleep aid. I went back to the house for a bit, and then went back downtown for the gym supplements. I haggled with the store owner and managed to get them for R$60 less than I bought them for previously (mainly because it had taken them a while to get them in). I was walking home and massive fatigue set in. I was wearing flip flops and not really looking where I was going when I hit my toe against a part of the sidewalk that was slightly raised. It didn't hurt really and I kept walking, laughing about how shitty the day was going. After walking half a block I looked at the toe and saw that I had chipped some skin off and it was bleeding. I was right near my last host family's house and I stopped to visit them. My last host dad, Edmilson is a doctor and took a look at the foot. He gave me the standard advice on preventing infection, then told me I shouldn't play soccer for about 10 days, probably over-reacting though. I went back home, and now realized I had forgotten my key. I rang the doorbell and no one was home. I asked a neighbour, an old lady who was sweeping the sidewalk in front of her home, if I could use her phone to call my host parents since I had forgotten my key. She couldn't grasp the idea of why I wanted to use her phone and thought I was asking for directions to the house I was in front of. I gave up and said I could walk down to the gas station my host parents own and borrow one of their keys. I started the trek and I saw an old man struggling to move a heavy plastic container. He had flipped his cane upside down and was using its handle to push it an inch at a time. I offered some help. I carried it over to his car and lifted it into the trunk. It turns out he was the old lady's husband and she told me to ask him if I could use his phone. He one-upped me and said he could take me to the gas station. Karma paid off there i guess. With no problems, he drove me to the gas station, I got a key and he drove me back to the house. That's been my day so far. Now, I'm watching TV, trying to stay awake so I can sleep tonight. After this day, it shouldn't be a problem.
Here are some pictures of my hands and newly injured foot. Edmilson took a look at the hands and said I will have black patches on them for 3-4 months. I said that my 1/8 of blackness would start to show in Brazil. Again, couldn't have predicted it would be lime-related.

Monday, March 7, 2011

Carnaval

Today's the fourth day of Carnaval in Iturama and it's starting to catch up with me. Last night, I left the house at around 1:30am and got home at 7:30am. I woke up tonight at 8:00pm, the latest I've ever slept. This is Brazil's best party, and is easily one of the best in the world. It's now midnight and I'm heading back  downtown. This will probably be another night that I watch the sunrise, and then stay for a few more hours. I'm definitely going to miss this when I get back to Canada.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Churrasco Burns

Last Saturday, I went with my first host family to their 'rancho'. We spent the day swimming in the river, vaccinating bulls and doing churrasco (barbecuing). When my family comes to visit me in May, we will all be staying there so my host parents showed me how to set up the churrasco pit. We piled wood into a brick, fire pit, and lit a fire using a propane blowtorch. Edmilson (my last host dad) then began cooking the lamb, which I believe he freshly slaughtered. I went with Telma (my last host mom) to make the dipping sauce for the lamb. For this, we juiced fresh lime and crushed hot peppers, seasoned heavily with salt. Telma told me to wash my hands after because the lime and pepper juices can become corrosive. However, after having lunch, dipping strips of lamb into the sauce, I forgot to wash my hands again. I spent the rest of the day in the sun swimming in the river and helping on the farm developing not only a full-body sunburn, but also second-degree chemical burns on both of my hands. I never thought I would get burned at a barbecue by a dipping sauce. A new first for me in Brazil. Here are some pictures:

Monday, January 31, 2011

Second Quarterly Report!

Dear Rotarians of District 7010,

The six-month mark of my exchange passed last Friday at 12:00am. At the time, I was out with my host brother and his friends, who are now mine as well, eating my favorite Brazilian barbeque and trying to add to the conversation. This is what we’ve been doing most nights lately as we are currently on summer holidays. In fact, I have been on holiday for most of the 3-month period since my last report.

It began in mid-November with my trip to the Northeast of Brazil. Starting on November 17, I spent a full month with 51 other exchange students from 14 different countries. This was one of the most incredible months of my life.

We started the trip with visits to the capital of Minas Gerais (my state), capital of Belo Horizonte, and then moved on to the national capital, Brasilia. In these cities, we learned about Brazilian politics and history. I developed a great appreciation and interest for both. In Brasilia, we also took a Forro dance lesson. This is the most popular dance of Brazil and I’ve put it to good use since.

From Brasilia, we travelled to Chapada Diamantina National Park. Here, we got to go down natural waterslides, climb mountains, explore caves, jump off cliffs, snorkel, zip line, learn the martial art of Capoeira and explore the incredible tourist town of Lençóis. This town thrives off tourism for a reason. It looked as if they set a town down in the middle of the jungle. Being in the state of Bahia, their culture is very different with strong African influences while my town Iturama has a western/country culture. We had a cultural show with a performance of a non-contact, Brazilian martial art called Capoeira. When they asked if anyone wanted to try it out, I went right up and with no instruction, learned basic Capoeira.

After leaving Chapada Diamantina, it was beach time. Before the trip, when I would mention it to someone, they would usually ask if I would be going to a specific beach. We visited every one mentioned. I can honestly say I have been to some of the most picturesque beaches in the world. We went to Aracajú, Maceió, Natal, Canoa Quebrada, Fortaleza, Recife, Salvador, Porto Seguro, Angra dos Reis and Rio de Janeiro. While at the beach, we mainly swam and played soccer. I am a notoriously terrible swimmer. On the trip I wanted to work at swimming in waves since it is usually in these conditions where I have problems. I learned how to deal with 1-meter waves and how to bodysurf in them. This seems like an easy thing you would normally do when visiting a beach, but for me I felt it was a great accomplishment. Most of us had been playing soccer while on exchange so most people participated in daily “pickup” games on the beach. It was usually Germany vs. everyone else as there were 10 German exchange students on the trip (the most of any country).

Besides visiting the beaches in these cities, we had many other great opportunities. I could go on forever about the experiences I had on this trip, so for time’s sake, I will talk about the three most eventful cities which were Fortaleza, Salvador and Rio de Janeiro.

For our first day in Fortaleza, we rode dune buggies, and went sand boarding, then headed back to a resort for some $10 massages and swimming. I had a great time swimming in some of the biggest waves of the trip, but unfortunately lost my debit and credit cards in the process. Even with this incident however, it was one of the best days of the trip. The next day, we went to Beach Park. This is a very popular water park in Brazil as it has the world’s tallest waterslide. It is called Insano, meaning insane, is 14 stories tall and I rode it 5 times.

In Salvador, we spent a day touring around the city and viewing its most famous attractions. We visited the Nosso Senhor do Bonfim Church, Modelo Market, Cidade Baixa (lower city), Lacerda Elevator and Olodum. The church was very interesting to visit as I had seen its name many times before on the bracelets which they produce and are a national icon. I remember receiving my first bracelet in Haliburton after it was announced I would be going to Brazil. After walking through the church, I bought 40 of these bracelets for around $2. We then drove to the Modelo Market where we had five and a half hours of free time to spend there and the other sections of the city. Since I had lost my debit and credit cards, I did not feel like buying anything at the market so I went with my friends from Australia and Denmark to the Lower City. We arrived in the city on a holiday and there was a massive party going on in this section of the city. We stayed for a while before taking the Lacerda Elevator to the upper part of the city. From there, we witnessed the famous view overlooking a city harbour in the ocean below. We then proceeded into another section of the city called Olodum, which was where the music video for Michael Jackson’s song “They Don’t Care About Us” was filmed. From there, we met up with the rest of the group for another Bahian cultural show. The show was unreal and was definitely a step up from the first show in Lençóis.

Our next city was Porto Seguro, and then came Rio de Janerio, the City of God. When most people think of Brazil, they think of Rio de Janeiro. I was interested to see it for myself and was definitely not disappointed. This was the most beautiful city of the trip. The location of the hotel was great and it was only a 10-minute walk to Copacabana Beach. We took of advantage of this, going there to swim and play soccer during free time.

The second day in Rio de Janeiro was spent touring some of the famous sites of the city. We started off with a tour of the Rocinha, the biggest favela (generally used term for a shanty town) in the world. It was interesting to see how these communities work and thankfully due to military presence the previous week, we did not see any sign of gang activity or drug trafficking (other than graffiti and motorcycles without license plates). Extreme poverty exists in these communities, as well as a growing middle class.

The following day, we visited the city’s two most famous tourist attractions, Cristo Redentor (Christ the Redeemer) and Pão de Açúcar (Sugar Loaf). Unfortunately, both were surrounded by thick fog and there were periodic downpours. We made the best of it though, taking pictures during the 5-second periods when Christ would reveal Himself. However, the fog was so thick at Pão de Açúcar that we couldn’t see its amazing views of Rio de Janeiro and the surrounding islands.

On my northeast trip, I not only visited some of the greatest tourist destinations in Brazil but also made 51 great friends. After spending a full month travelling together, with many long days on the bus, we grew together as a family. One thing I love about exchange is having friends in all corners of the world. I now have friends on every continent (less Antarctica) who have invited me into their homes if/when I visit their country, and I have mirrored the invitation.

Shortly after returning from the Northeast trip, we celebrated Christmas. The day after returning to Iturama, I went with my host family to their apartment in Uberlandia to spend Christmas with my host mom’s family. I wasn’t sure what effect spending this holiday season in Brazil would have on me. What I found was my first real dose of homesickness. It was tough skyping with my family on Christmas Eve, seeing them sitting down for the dinner that for the first time in my life, I wasn’t able to be part of and enjoy. However, my host family was amazing and really made me feel I was a part of their family. My Brazilian Christmas definitely felt different, but I thoroughly enjoyed it nonetheless.

This is also the first time I’ve been abroad for a Canadian winter (my favorite season) and not been able to ski. From a very young age, I have enjoyed the sport of skiing and to miss a season is tough. However, this is something I accepted when I was selected to go to Brazil and as a substitute, I have made the move to playing soccer.

Early into the New Year, after being with my first host family for five and a half months, I moved in with my second host family. I have really been enjoying my time with them so far. Here, I have three older siblings; an 18 year-old brother, a 20 year-old sister and a 24 year-old sister. They have been very friendly and often invite me to go out with them and their friends, especially my host brother who I play soccer with most days. My host parents José Humberto and Julinez own a successful Shell gas station in town. The business keeps them busy, but I have had some great times with them. They also hosted an exchange student last year and my host dad is my local exchange official. I have been very lucky to receive the host families I have and will never be able to thank them enough for everything they have done and are doing for me.

Rotary and its youth service club, Interact provide several opportunities for community service work. I have started work at a home for abandoned, and mostly disabled senior citizens, which is headed by my last host mom. There, I play the card game Truco (massively popular in Brazil) with a group of men who are avid players. Some of them have been playing the game for over 70 years. Also, my last host mom recently purchased a computer for the home, and I will teach the residents how to use it. There is also a soup kitchen where Interact members can volunteer on Saturdays. They work off a shift system and it has not been my turn yet. However, I have asked to start volunteering regularly and my first shift will be this Friday.

As I pass the halfway mark in my exchange year, it really amazes me how fast the time has gone. People say time flies when you’re having fun, and well, I’m in Brazil. I am truly grateful for the opportunities Rotary has provided for me and I hope to show this in the months to come. Although I have been slacking lately on updating my blog, I will pick it up as I go back to school and get back to normal routines. To see what I’ve been up to here, you can go to jasonnashbrasil.blogspot.com. I would love to answer any questions you may have for me and you can reach me at jaynash_@hotmail.com. Thank you to everyone involved with my exchange.


Jason Nash
Exchange Student
Sponsored by The Rotary Club of Collingwood
jaynash_@hotmail.com
Avenida Coronel José Felisberto 1155
Boa Vista
38280000
Iturama, Minas Gerais
Brasil

Friday, January 14, 2011

Summer in Brazil

I was warned about the summer rain here and I haven't been disappointed. Here's the forecast:
Summer started off with an amazing trip to the northeast of Brazil from mid-November to mid-December. The trip was legendary, with 52 exchange students from 16 different countries, we had a good time. I have heaps of stories from the trip, involving a danish Borat in a mankini getting pulled off the world's tallest water slide by security, my Iturama stalker following me to Rio de Janeiro and many others. Before the trip, people in Iturama would ask me if I would be going to a certain beach. We hit every one mentioned. Then it was back to Iturama. And the next day, off to Uberlandia for Christmas. Christmas eve was great, a lot like a Canadian one. Had a great meal with my host family in their city apartment, while skyping my host sister and her host family in Oregon and my family in Collingwood. Christmas day was great, and felt very different from a Canadian one. We went over to my host grandparents house at about 8am. There, we ate churrasco (brazilian barbecue) and had a gift exchange. From there, I went with my host cousin to the mall. We spent about two hours there, then I got picked up and headed back to the apartment. We spent the afternoon watching movies. I remember one was called "Cadavers". Definitely straying from the Canadian norm, but it was a great day nonetheless. On boxing day, we ate some more churrasco and drove back to Iturama. 
Christmas morning


I then spent a few days relaxing and meeting up with the friends I hadn't seen for a month and a half. I spent New Year's Eve at my friend Italo's house. Him and my buddy Cayo organized the party. I was impressed. It looked as if it was set up professionally. There was good food, open bar and about 50 people. I switched houses a few days after and am now living with my second, and potentially last host family. They're a great family. I have an 18 year-old host brother Bebeto, a 19 year-old host sister Giovanna and a 24 year-old host sister Juliana. They're really cool and are always taking me out with their friends. My host dad José Humberto and host mom Julinese run a Shell gas station. People hang out there every night and it gets almost as big a night crowd as the bars do. It works out great because there, my host siblings and I can pick up whatever we want and charge it to a family account. I was told to go there when I'm hungry as they often run out of food in the house. Everything's going well right now and this exchange will just keep getting better. I've switched to a gym with better hours so I'll start going 6 days per week now. I'm playing more soccer now that my host brother takes me to play with him and his friends. If my body can hold up, everything should be good. I'm really starting to love the town and I feel like I know most of the people I see. Tickets for Carnaval, one of the world's best parties, have gone on sale. I've also decided to get more involved with the community. I'm starting to help out with the senior's shelter my last host mom, Telma runs. I will start pushing past the shift system our Interact club has for community work and start helping out at the soup kitchen they run. Hopefully, this entry has freshened up the blog after being idle for almost a month- sorry about that. I may post stories about the northeast trip, but if not, I have new ones.