One down, 50 more to go

Ok, so the first week is over and it felt like the first month. Dozens of funny situations, hundreds of trials overcome, lots of adapting and enduring, and crazy amounts of nodding and smiling. Though I realised, when it was done to me, how totally irritating it is to have someone nodding, smiling and saying yes to you and you know they have no clue what you're talking about. It's worst when it's something important that you're trying to communicate and you might get in trouble if there's a communication breakdown and the other person is doing that to you. I'm not at school today cus we are taking my host sister to Belo Horizonte to fly out for Polonia (Poland). One of her friends stopped by to see her before she left and the mood is pretty somber. Last night, at a party, someone told me I was too cool to be American and that I must be Brazilian inside, which was awesome. I played some didgeridoo music the other day and it was pretty well taken (Xavier Rudd, for the record. Thanks for that cd, dad) though no one seemed to understand the concept of a didgeridoo. The craisins I brought with me weren't too popular, til one day when Chamilla and some of her friends were making "chocolate" (was really hot cocoa powder mixed with condensed milk and flan...stuff) and at some point decided to try dipping the craisins in the chocolate, which was a hit. As were the brownies, which I made the same night, and the mango (in Portuguese: manga) licorice, which I hadn't even intended to share but they went berserk over it when I did. I think I already mentioned my host father's obsession with this Rod Stewart song. He plays it at least two or three times a day. Friday night he put it on repeat and catterwhauled along with it til he fell asleep. He's pretty funny. I've been invited to a Brazilian Jiu-jitsu class as well as to go rock climbing with my host sister's boyfriend, Fabricio. So yea, that's about it for now, no particularly good stories for the time being. I'll keep you posted.