The unfamiliar is not to be feared. Only once it is embraced can the unfamiliar become familiar and fear become understanding.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

touristy, but not...and we´re tourists, but not...

oh, the craziness! so this past weekend, me, david (the canadian trainee), lisa (former american bh, brazil trainee now studying in salvador), and shaynee (american studying in salvador) set out for morro de são paulo, an island off the coast about 2 hrs by boat from salvador. well, 2 hrs if you pay r$60 for a 1-way ticket on a catamaran...i don´t think so. we decided to take the "road less traveled," or maybe more traveled really since it´s the way that the locals all go when they want to visit this beautiful place...yay for living with and hanging out with locals :D

so our voyage looked like this...bus #1 from home (and we all live in different neighborhoods so this was solo) to the ferry boat place (pronounced fe-hee booch)...ferry boat (approx. 45 mins) to itaparica, an island off the coast...bus#2 (approx. 1.5 hrs) from bom despacho, itaparica to valença, a city back on the mainland...boat #2 (approx. 30 mins) from valença to morro de são paulo, our final destination. we paid a total of r$25 each way for this trip, less than half of the cost for the direct catamaran! aaaaand, since we didn´t go through as much open sea, the boat rides were much calmer and didn´t have ppl hanging over the edge puking the whole time (from sources on the catamaran, this was the case, eek!). anyway, so that´s the how. but what did we do there, you might ask?

relax! while it rained in salvador all weekend (normal this time of year), we enjoyed sunny, hot weather perfect for hiking to the lighthouse at the top of the morro (hill in english), swimming in the ocean, intending to just chill on the beach but actually passing out, enjoying caipirinhas with freshly blended fruit, eating delicious traditional brazilian food, always a meat with rice, beans, farofa (kinda like this powder stuff that you put on your food to give it more weight, i´d never seen it before i came here), and small salad, and in my case, guaraná (best soda ever :D)...anytime you´re in a beach town you can probably do the same kind of relaxation things, but here´s the thing about this town...it was touristy but not. everything was appealing, the way the shops looked, the things they sold, the way the town was set up (streets made of sand, no cars, everything walking distance, ppl walking around in swimsuits and cangas, music everywhere, etc) - it had to have been planned at least a little. it didn´t feel fake though, like how disney world is almost too clean and perfect to be true, you know? things had character and seemed authentic and personal...the people were nice and loved talking to you (if you could get your portuguese together, of course, ha ha) - it really felt like a paradise, the whole package. i´ve never been to a place quite that authentic-feeling and perfect at the same time, like i said, touristy but not. there are pictures on my facebook, but i´ll try to put some here too later :)

and then i got to thinking...how perfect for us! as a trainee, you´re like a tourist but not, definitely not. we didn´t pay extravagant amts of money like a lot of tourists would do (like for the catamaran for example) because we´re a little more than that here, we live here. we take the bus to work/school like all the of the brazilians, i go home and eat home cooked food in a house in one of the more residential parts of town, i go to the bars and clubs that my friends here go to and pay what they pay...it´s different, yet i´d never been to morro de são paulo, which is one of those places that lots of ppl from salvador have been to, at least. i´d never seen pelourinho, the beautiful old part of salvador when i first arrived, and before i leave, i have to return to buy gifts to bring home and take some last meaningful photos :) there´s still so much i haven´t done here and so much that i have more to learn yet i´ve learned and now know so much already. so i´m not a tourist then. but i´m not a native nor a local.

so what does that make me? to be honest, there´s so much of my own country i still haven´t seen. so am i the same here as i am there? no, but on paper who would know?

they say that home is where the heart is...i think that´s true. but i also think you can have more than one home.

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1 Comments:

Blogger Masato said...

I'm jealous that you get to eat homemade Brazilian food everyday! You are right about the trainees. Sometimes trainees are even more careful about the money than locals.

I think home can be more than one place. To me, Georgia is one home, and Tokyo is another. I guess home is wherever you feel like you belong.

July 16, 2008 at 7:35 AM

 

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