So! I woke up, got ready for the day and we all went to the mall to go ice skating. Helena wanted me so badly to come along and ice skate with them, which was cute. So, I stuck around and did some laps with them. There is a promotion for the Ice Age movie so they have this little rink downstairs in the mall for the kids. Today was our third time going actually. : ) ahha....note: me in a tank top, plastic skates, knee and elbow pads, a hair net and a helmet.....so sexy.
Then....it was me time. My little haven for freedom....the mall (haha.....one of my favorite things to do...as you all know). Oh yes, and today is a sort of independence holiday for Sao Paulo, so Roberto was home today. And, as usual, holidays are kind of a big thing down on this side of the world, so......pretty much every store in the mall was closed (luckily I found out, only until 2). So I had a few hours to kill and decided to sit and study at a little cafe. It was nice, and after once everything opened I shopped around the grocery store, picked up a few items that will suffice for ingredients for smores and headed off to the parada de onibus (bus stop).
We're going to the family home out in the country in a few days and I was thinking of showing them all how to make smores.....if I can only find that crucial element....the marshmellows. : /
I sat down at 3:30 and waited. I wasn't too sure about what time the LevaYtras onibus was coming exactly, but I figured I could wait a half hour or so...no biggy.
An hour later, I finally asked someone if the bus was coming or not. The seriously ear-drum breaking-ly loud music playing from across the street was really getting on my nerves. My ipod wasn't even drowning it out. My instincts told me that this holiday probably had something to do with it not having passed by yet......and I was right. Ha. I mean, really? I mean....I had to laugh......What were my options now? I could walk home. I could try to go back to the mall and ask someone to use their phone....or take a taxi. After kind of entertaining the thought of each one of them, and getting ahold of Alexandra to tell her where I was, I chose the taxi. But, not a normal taxi....a moto taxi (aka....motorcycle). It's cheaper and more exciting. Besides, I've never really been on one....except for that souped up scooter thing I rode in Costa Rica that one time....ahh good memories ; ).
Alright, so yea, my first time on a motorcycle was riding on back with an older man who smelled funny...with a helmet on that has been used by who knows how many people. Thank God I'm not a germ freak huh? But, hey, it added a little adventure to my day. I got on the thing, and just hoped I didn't burn my leg or something. That would just top it all off. It was a short ride, but the wind in my face relieved some tension and I even got a little speed fix when we rode on the freeway for an exit or two. $3.50 US later...I'm home and needing a workout. But, yes.......the gym's closed. But, I have the house to myself...and a ton of books around here are calling my name. Maybe a down day is OK? (I hear my mom saying).....but I do know I need some sorta fix.
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