a blog with cultural bulimia.

Tuesday, August 16, 2005


 I was in Itamogi over the weekend, it was Fathers Day in Brazil.

As always, I had low expectations -- I love it there and they love me there but in a sort of laid back, country farm, hick-in-a-good-way. So my expectations are always low and they were VERY low this time.

That's usually when it hits you.

And it did hit me like a car crash: I met the cutest gatinho and I had a blast. More to come, I hope.

Note: 'Gatinho' is a little cat in portuguese. It can also mean a cutie, when used to describe a person.