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... an architect for those of you who don't know. After a tour of his school, where we happened to run into about 10 people he knew, because Vini knows everyone, we picked up Diogo and Natalia from school and came home. For lunch, we ate some yucca fries, which are really really good, like French fries, but maybe even better, a sausage, like kielbasa, with onions, rice, and salad. Yummy! Then we had to bring the kids (I call them the kids, ...
... over, and planes fly over their neighborhood sometimes, so I think I saw their street before realizing it was theirs. We came inside the house and they showed me to Nati's room, which has Vini's bed in it right now so Nati and I are sharing. My the bed had a heart-shaped "Welcome to your new home. We love you!" Sign above it. They're so cute and perfect, gosh I missed them so much. It gonna be so hard to leave them. I unpacked all my stuff, Nati cleared out two of ...
... rearranged to incorporate a few small shrimps into it, being five times the price of a bowl of plain white rice and about a quarter of the size meant there was no way I was paying for it. Tony Tony begrudgingly ate his whilst I stuck to beer until the waiter returned, to his credit he realised it had been a shambles and obliged to take my meal off the bill. I opted for some meat and cheese on a stick from people selling them on the street and went to bed on a full stomach.
... African beliefs. This was very evident in our first stop at the Church of Bonfirm. Outside was a hub of activity with vendors selling Rastafarian coloured wares, beads, rosaries and multi coloured ribbons to tie onto the church fence. These ribbons are prevalent everywhere with each colour representing something – white is for peace, yellow for prosperity, pink the safety of children etc. People tie these ribbons onto the church fence as an expression ...
... of the sudden I felt a strong
tug at my pocket. Someone had tried to snatch the camera strap that
was hanging out of my front pants pocket. Luckily the pockets on my
pants go pretty much to my knees and I could barely get anything out of
them when I wanted something. I turned around and was eye to eye with a
guilty looking kid but uncaring if he got caught. He nonchalantly went
back to a group of 4 other kids and we began a stare down with each ...