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Hello all! Last Friday the 7th was independence day here in Brazil so we had a long weekend which I spent on the nearby island of Itaparica. There I stayed in a house with fourteen other youth and we spent most of our time buying groceries, cooking, doing dishes, lounging on the beach when it was sunny and playing cards when it was raining. Fortunately, everyone is a musician so there was constant singing and percussion. They even let me play the shaker and beat on a little drum every once in a while.

I would say it was a very agreeable weekend, but not a whole lot of homework got done making for a hectic week of reading, paper writing, and presentation preparing.

Yesterday, our program went to a movie together and I had to skip a class to go to it which turned out to be not very worthwhile as the film was not what I would call “good” in the conventional sense of the word. But then they took us out to dinner so everything worked out.

Well, that maracujá juice I had for lunch is making me sleepy, so I’m going to read a bit about the evils of privatization to lull me into a soothing nap.

In loving memory...