Sitting in the Jardim Botánico, enjoying a perfect sunny day and reflecting on what an amazing life I live.
Still loving Curitiba and my hosts - friends I mean. Luana has taken me to a few of her church group meetings, which is definitely a different kind of experience for me, but they're nice and friendly.
Most of my tourist experiences have been somewhat solitary since the girls work and study (environmental engineering, very cool) and Curitiba doesn't have many tourists. But I've seen neat things and gotten some good photos (very few featuring me...self pics in public places are awkward). I went to the centro histórico alone to take photos and got myself all turned around. Just as I started to despair thinking I'd have to ask for directions (I hate doing that), I found what I was looking for. That keeps happening. Surely there's some deep metaphorical significance to that. I'll consider it later.
Yesterday I took a tourist train to Morretes, a colonial town in the mountains near the bay. 3.5 hours in train, about the same amount of time it takes to get to Chicago from SB. The scenery, of course, blows the ride to Chicago out of the water. There were times it seemed the train was flying as we passed over narrow bridges and viaducts. Solitary again, nobody to chat with, but the ride was gorgeous and it was a good way to spend a day. Morretes is a cute town, a bit of a tourist trap, but I walked around some, got some açai, and spent a while sitting by the river enjoying the beautiful day and a perfect playlist on my iPod. Took the train back as well, and it wasn't as excruciating as expected. I guess that green mountain scenery doesn't get old. Got home later than expected and Luana was on her way to another church meeting. I stayed home with the other girls and we had some cervejas outside the apt. building under the full moon. More my onda. Going to a samba tonight, hopefully that brings some interesting stories.
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