Áurea Uva Verde And Also Almost Got Robbed
Whattup negãos, I'm alive! And I'm getting "cada vez pior" at writing emails. But now that I'm adopting the stoic philosophy of Journaling, my email frequency should improve as well. I might even write another one this transfer! So last transfer passed like half a kidney stone and half of one of those nerd gummy ball things. Lots of sweet experiences, and lots of acute pain. I learned a crap ton about pacience, psychology, the gospel, and cooking. I'm making some killer stir fry these days. But I digress. Unfortunately, I got transferred from beautiful Parelheiros to less-beautiful Capão Redondo. If I haven't lost the gift of tongues, Capão Redondo roughly translates to "big ol' round cap". That has basically nothing to do with the quality of the area: it's a big ol' round favela filled with pleasant people. And also weed. And maybe some other drugs. So here's how the first two weeks went down: Leadership counsel Last week ...