Celebrating a Year

Still not fit, but opportunity calls, appointments have been made, and so I go. Paulo and I meet at the Carioca Station, and take the metro north to Tijuica for a delicious fish meal with rice, and rice is what I have been craving, and I manage to enjoy a bit of it. We have many things to plan, and many projects together going forward, so there is lots to discuss. Back “no centro” I buy a bigger bag, to put my small bag into as I have bought too many percussion instruments and other things to make everything fit into my current luggage. Then it’s on to my last portuguese lesson, on prepositions– much more useful than the mais-que-perfeito. I’m supposed to go hear Marcilio play tonight, but Romulo, who is to meet me there, cancels, and I just don’t have the energy to go out alone. Still have stomach cramps, hoping tomorrow dawns brighter.