Oi gente, tudo bem? Mais ou menos. Nós ainda não sabemos o que nós vamos fazer… ficar aqui no Rio, ou voltar para os Estados Unidos. Entretanto, vamos explorar mais a cidade. Até quinta-feira. Até quinta-feira.
Sunday was a lazy day. I woke up late and only left the house to pick up my phone, which I’d left at a friend’s. We feel asleep that night anticipating the news on Monday…
…to find that there still really wasn’t any. More people have been talked to, and more emails are being eagerly awaited. We went to UFRJ again this afternoon to find out what more we could do. Answers have been promised again for Thursday.
Monday afternoon was a lot of fun. It’s easy to forget about everything you have to deal with in this city. We had heard of a few beautiful spots in Centro, so we explored Rio’s business district while making stops at Real Gabinete Português de Leitura and the Mosteiro de São Bento. The first was an unbelievably beautiful library. It wasn’t very large, but it stands 3 or 4 floors high and the walls are covered floor to ceiling with ancient books (which you are not allowed to touch). There were desks to sit and study quietly. The hours weren’t long, but I love the idea of studying for my classes there. The second was a monastery and school, located up a slight hill and behind a wall, away from the hustle and bustle of the street. The interior of the chapel was all hand-crafted and contained the most intricate wood-working I have ever seen in my life. We don’t know whether there is still real gold in the shellac on the wood that gives it it’s sheen or if the church used to be gilded with gold, but whatever it is now gives the appearance of real gold shining and shimmering in the dim light. Across the street, there was a futebol field on the roof of a parking garage. We tried to see if we could play, but I guess you have to reserve the field. There was a bar and seating area to sit, have drinks, and watch the games, but we didn’t hang out there long. We found a really cheap cafeteria for lunch, and there was a huge, crowded street market going on around the metro station we used to get there and back home. It consisted of mostly hats, sunglasses, futebol jerseys and electronics. Once back in Copa, Keia had found a forró class we could try for free! The boys were even eager to learn a thing or two, and it went really well. We finally figured out how to differentiate the steps we’ve been dancing without even realizing we were. Afterward we ventured by yet another bus route to Pedra do Sal for our friend’s, Stephannie’s, birthday. Tonight there is a forró club we may visit to test out our new skills. I’ll let you know how it goes.