I'm at the San Palo airport. One of the men who work hear had my name on a sheet of paper waiting for me as I walked off the plane. Then later when I was picking up my bags he was there again, he spotted my Christian fish around my neck
"Are they the Christian symbol fish?"
"yes".
We got chatting , he's also a Christian in some band and wanted to make a contact in Australia. Rogerio (he's name) is from Rio but has now moved to San Palo. He's 33yo. He gave me his e mail address and phone numbers. He helped me out with this other guy who was trying to show me my next flight but he couldn't speak English and all I can say is "English per favor"- English please and "no comprendo" - I don't understand "un momento" one moment.
Now after waiting,checking in etc..I'm finally an the last plane getting seated ready for take off. Oh that hotel room - I hope it's a good one. I have a craving for fresh fruit and vegies- bad. I'll try not to think about it.
It's beautiful weather hear, about 23`,the suns out. There's more leg room on this 3 hour flight then there was on the 11 hour one before! I'm glad that I have an Aussie book to read.I know the places the woman talks about. It's called don't let her see me cry. A true story based in Melbourne.
It's quite fun having to speak or try to understand the other people and also use my broken Italian and French and their English is just as bad as my French! A smile can say a thousand words when you can't understand each other. Also just smiling usually gets a good reaction.
- Well hear I am in Fortaleza, in my hotel. I'm washed pampered and feel clean.
God is just sooo wonderful!
Not a lot of people speak English and when the plane landed,I,all of sudden thought how homesick I am, I wanted to vomit - then I figured no - that's probably the plane food. Wasn't good. Anyway, I thought I only want to speak English to someone - anyone just another person who spoke English as a 1st language! Oh God, can there be some one who speaks English? I needn't have been concerned. As I was getting my bags I heard English! YES! An American. We got talking. He's names Jacob he's 24 from Texas. He helped me get money out of the bank and turns out he's hotel was just up the rd from mine! So we shared a taxi.
He gave me his number and said to call him tonight. He's here for a wedding but he may be in tonight. He was such a God send, He knew a little Portuguese and Spanish. I got a few sentences written down from him, like - I have a reservation,thank you and do you have. I think I can get around with that for tonight. This country isn't nice. It's in ruins. The hotels are nice but everywhere where I looked on the way in the taxi, the area was really dodge.
I'm looking forward to going on the ship, purely because more people can speak English and that is all. I do want to start working but I'm a bit apprehensive. I feel Jesus/ God is with me and I have no need to worry.
I don't think I have light or power in this room. I'll have to get that checked out.
- I went out tonight and had a fab time with Jacob and the rest of his extended family. All 12 of them! He called just as I was about to get into bed. I wasn't going to go out because I was so tired But then I thought oh.. what the hell, it'll be fun, and it was.
We drove forever to reach this isolated soccer field and I watched Jacob and a few guys play soccer. The women ate and chatted.
Jacob has a really lovely family. He's pritty cute and he's real easy to talk to.
The family gathering that I went to was like the Americans meet their new Brazilian family because Jacobs cousin married a Brazilian girl and I was taken along for the ride. It was a culture where the men hunted and the women gathered. Girls weren't meant to play soccer altho Jacobs cousin did and she played quite well.
I may cut Jacobs hair tomorrow before I go. Gee. I'm leaving for the boat tomorrow! I better get some sleep because I have been awake for 23 hours - very sleep deprived.
Jacob and I swapped e mail addresses :-)
I'VE JUST REALIZED THAT I HAVE LEFT MY CUTTING SCISSORS IN ENGLAND!No point worrying about it now, what's done is done and there's nothing I can do about it. I'll just have to buy some cheapos somewhere - but where? I don't know. Oh God, please I pray to you please find me some scissors or make it possible that I won't need them for awhile until I can get mine either sent to me or I get some new ones.