This is the last week before winter break, and both Vivi and I are excited to get out of school. This last semester has been a real trial for both of us, with agonizing months of work, on top of work, on top of school. Vivi is graduating this semester and had to complete some of the most arduous coursework to date. I kept myself busy studying for my comprehensive master’s exam, which I officially aced a few weeks past. All and all we are happy to finally have our heads above water, and excited about the month long break just ahead of us.
In January, my parents are finally making their way down to Brazil. I’m very excited about their trip, and have planned our itinerary down to the letter. This will be the first time in almost five decades that my dad returns to his motherland. I can’t wait to see their faces, freshly arrived off their secluded monastery of a farm in Oklahoma, only to be thrust head first into the chaotic mass of sun, and song, and setting that is Bahia. We will spend a few days in the city, a few days on the island, and a few days in Chapada, a real whirlwind tour of all the northeast has to offer.
Until then, we will be working on what we’ve been working on for the last 8 months, our mountain pile of bureaucracy, our bereavement of imperial powers who stare skeptically at Vivi and I in wonder. It’s been a long journey that I have avoided for the most part on this blog, but that I may come to recount in its proper place and time. Just know, for now, that an exit plan is in place as we prepare for our own dance and twirl out of Brazil.
Master Ban at work on another barbecue.
Sunsets at Porto.
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