Here's the continuation of my trip to Brazil. I had finally arrived at my grandmother's house where I would spend my next four weeks. From the day one of my trip I would spend 29 extra days with her. Don't get me wrong, my grandmother is the most adorable lady one could ever meet and I really love her company but after a few days the tension starts to build up.
As we would spend afternoons walking around the block she would take her time to admire thoroughly all kinds of plants and pets on the street while I seriously needed to pee. Patiently I had to hold still and wait for her joyful and long sightseeing.
My Grandmother loves to feed me a lot while I'm visiting her. In the past I would just quietly accept her food and eat it, but now, because of my new healthy eating habits I cannot take too much of her potato balls. My grandmother, however, is very stuborn and she stick it through my mouth. I have no choice but to eat lots and lots of potato balls.
I would purposely stay awake until late so my grandmother would finally go to bed and I would have some alone time to read. My grandmother, however, loves to interrupt me every time I'm reading. She would wake up in the middle of the night and read out loud her japanese books. By the end of the night I wouldn't have gone through a single page of my sidfield's story structure book.
It was finally time to leave back home. My grandmother usually accompanies me to the train station where I take a bus to the airport. We finally got to say good bye to eachother. My grandmother hugs me with her short and delicate arms and cries. As a strong man should be, I usually act as bold and unshakable rock.
But as soon as I get into the bus and I see her with tears in her eyes waiving goodbye from the bus window an inexplicable feeling takes over me. I suddenly burst into tears. It's a though feeling. A very complex one. One that is so complex that goes beyond explanation. I guess that's the feeling people describe as love. I guess I'll see her very soon for another time together. I'll be seeing you soon, grandmother.
Saturday, April 02, 2011
As most people know I'm Brazilian. I try visiting my hometown once a year. The flight tickets are usually quite expensive requiring me to do an extensive research through the web until I find a reasonable price. This time I found an amazing deal with American Airlines. The only downside was the time I would have to check-in - 3:45 am.