Isn't this adorable???

This weekend = no words. No. Words. At all. Friday night, the host family I’m staying with let me throw a party for a group of friends of mine. If you Americans think you’ve seen crazy, let me tell you something…you haven’t seen crazy. Me and my new Moswetuset friends know how to drink the international way. We drank imported beers all night, played crazy drinking games, and took vodka bottles to the face. Can you say insanity? American parties I’ve been to can’t rival that at all. 

            Then, yesterday, I got to participate in some annual ritual that the primitive local people get all worked up about. It reminded me of the running of the bulls or a Spanish bullfight or the Nathan’s hot dog eating contest; it was that kind of crazy. The atmosphere was unbelievable. Basically, it was an excuse to get WaStEd lol. And me and my awesome new friends did just that. Walking around all day it was so fascinating to see the natives. They seem less-than-intelligent, its so funny to watch them interact. When the men try to talk to the women, it’s so cute! It’s just like back home, and it’s almost like they’re on an equal level as us, you know? But now I’m being silly. 

            OMG I forgot to write about Easter break! It was incredible. I took a bus halfway down the coast, got to take a dive in the ocean, AND I got to start writing my novel! I know it’s going to be a hit, since it’s about all of the things I’ve done this semester. And everyone  wants to hear all about all my ups, my downs, and my wild adventures.

If he can do it, why can't I??

            My semester abroad is starting to wrap up, so I feel like this is the time to look back and reflect on a semester well spent. I’ve backpacked across candidi, swum in the brisk waters of the Flynn, climbed the million pupa gradibus and even traipsed around the local portus But through it all, I haven’t forgotten my abroad mission: to learn as much as I possibly can, to see as much as I possibly can; to become the better person that I am now; to truly realize that, although our culture seems to be our everything, there really is a bigger, better world out there, a world full of wonder and good. I leave abroad with a belt full of new experiences and a head full of new ideas. I am in a unique position; I plan to use all that I’ve learned abroad – about the world, about different cultures, and most importantly, about myself – to make this world a better place, the way no-one else can.

            As the locals say…danza kuduro!