cachaça and bus rides

It was that time to head north to Vitoria and get the heck out of the 7th largest city in the world. We took the scenic route to the bus station making a pit stop to this place called Habib´s (which is very fun to say outloud) and scooped up some 17 hour bus ride food. We also scooped up a bottle of Cachaça that was only 9.95 Reales.

The first thing we did on the bus was drink. After a long nights worth of drinking, we had some shut eye for about 3 hours. Then woke up, and drank to celebrate a new beginning in a different city. We stared out the window for hours and were so captivated by the undenyable beauty of the landscape. The rolling hills, the random huge pointed mountain that would come out of no where. the cows, the llamas, the tiny little mountainous towns, the barefoot locals, the fresh fruit markets, the clouds, and the cliffs. After many more hours past, Margaret and I both realized we were over an hour past the time of arrival!! Thus, we both had panic attacks and I made Margaret ask the driver in Portugese where the heck we were. It took her a while as she had to scan the portugese-english dictionary to figure out what to say. Luckily, we hadnt missed the stop yet.... Few. Saude! We drank to that.

Finally arriving in Vitoria, Flavia and her father scooped us up at the Bus Station and we headed to her house in downtown Vitoria only 3 blocks from the beach. We spend the day meeting lots of family, eating incredible home cooked meals. Margaret and I ended the night with a midnight walk on the beach and then passing out on their patio/deck outside on once again, concrete floor.


The next day, Celline arrived so celline and margaret and I went to the beach where I may or may not have accidentely inhaled some local maconha. (Since im on the subject, I dont think speedos are sexy.....) Then, I went swimming in the ocean which was like bath water and I swear I felt this incredible connection with the ocean and the waves and the way the water felt on my skin and how i was just floating with the current of the ocean. then, i got an ice cream cone from this old man with an ice cream cart which hit the spot 100%.



After all of this, we made our way home and got cleaned up to head to Flavia´s graduating class ceremony at this beautiful church. All 27 that graduated were SO SO SO fancy! Everyone looked like they walked out of a model magazine and that is definetely no eggageration. Post church events, we headed home and had a big party for Flavis´s mother to celebrate her birthday. there was more incredible food that i couldnt stop eating and beer beer beer! The beer they had at Flavias mothers birthay party tasted exactly like Reiner. It was all in all a good ol time with family speaking portugese all around the poor, ignorant americans who cant understand a word their saying. but thats okay with us. we are slowing catching onto the language and using the language barrier to much of our advantage.



Brazilians definelty know how to celebrate life. Tonight, is Flavis´s graduation party which 26 relatives bussed into town today to attend. Its going to be the fancies party i have ever been to or seen in my life. luckily, celline brought me a dress to wear tonight, other wise i would have been pretty embarrassingly out of place. The plan is to Samba our hearts out and drink lots of good wine and cachaça with the family and relatives who have so kindly, welcomed us into their homes and hearts.

Vitoria is an incredible place.