Brazil (Week 5)
The weekdays were pretty routine. Tuesday afternoon we went to a museum of afro-Brazilian culture. It has a lot of items related to candomble. This included a lot of beautiful wood carvings of the orixás, but my pictures of them didn't turn out very good because they were big and dark and the light wasn't very good. Here is one of the better ones:

We visited the Jorge Amado foundation, which was interesting as well. I'd like to read some of his novels. They had a cafe with covers of his books from all over the world:

We had a four day weekend. Most of my group went out of town. I took it easy and tried to get some work done. I did a lot of reading, and finally finished Stuffed and Starved on Saturday. Friday I went to the mall with Mike and Tiffany (two grad students here helping my program director do his research), Joanna from my program and Mike and Tiffany's Canadian neighbors (everyone just calls them "The Canadians"). Came back to Mike and Tiffany's apartment and hung out for a while and crashed there (I'd told my host mom that I might do that).
Sunday morning I woke up with a cold which I'm still getting over. My host mom and I cooked some of my favorite dishes: honey mustard garlic chicken, three bean salad, and mashed potatoes. Mike and Tiffany came over for lunch. We had a really good time. Then I went back with them and Cindy, one of the Canadians, cut my hair. That's her job back home. It's nice to have it trimmed up and I won't look like a shaggy mess when I meet people in Brasilia.
We visited the Jorge Amado foundation, which was interesting as well. I'd like to read some of his novels. They had a cafe with covers of his books from all over the world:
We had a four day weekend. Most of my group went out of town. I took it easy and tried to get some work done. I did a lot of reading, and finally finished Stuffed and Starved on Saturday. Friday I went to the mall with Mike and Tiffany (two grad students here helping my program director do his research), Joanna from my program and Mike and Tiffany's Canadian neighbors (everyone just calls them "The Canadians"). Came back to Mike and Tiffany's apartment and hung out for a while and crashed there (I'd told my host mom that I might do that).
Sunday morning I woke up with a cold which I'm still getting over. My host mom and I cooked some of my favorite dishes: honey mustard garlic chicken, three bean salad, and mashed potatoes. Mike and Tiffany came over for lunch. We had a really good time. Then I went back with them and Cindy, one of the Canadians, cut my hair. That's her job back home. It's nice to have it trimmed up and I won't look like a shaggy mess when I meet people in Brasilia.


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The bolding of host is a little over the top, don't you think? However, this mom appreciates the sentiment! We are, after all, a family of literalists.
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