Institute and Dance
Our
first visit to institute was so great that we were determined to be repeat
offenders. We arrived and had our choosing of joining the English or the
Portuguese class. I was tempted at first to go English but realizing that this
was close to our last week here in São Paulo, I had to take advantage of the
language while I had it. Plus, the Portuguese class had a lot more girls, and
they bring such a sweet spirit to any class.
After
institute, a dance was being held at the same building. Right from the start, I
was excited for the dance. I kept seeing friends that I had made from my time
here and was able to try out all those new dance moves that I have been
learning from the classes. It ended up being a fun night and by the end of it
all I was wiped out. One thing did puzzle me, the food served at the dance was
hot dogs . . . yep, the bad-breath-generator to the max. I could just imagine
hot dog breathe suffocating your dance partner and restrained myself from
eating any.
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