Prior to my permanent move I made several trips to Brazil. Most would call me insane for moving to a country that loves to complicate every aspect of ones life by burying it's citizens in paperwork, outrageous processes and insane taxes on what American's usually pay 1/2 for (or not at all.) I intend to share my experience on this long bureaucratic journey both good and bad in the hopes it helps others.
Sunday, September 1, 2013
Festival de Ciranda - Day 2
Another fantastic experience last night. The dance and music is all the same to me but never say that to a Brazilian. They take there music, dance and colors very seriously - kind of like Americans do with their football teams. Most cities of some size in the Amazonas has some regional dance specific to each respective city. For example - Manacapuru (Ciranda) Novo AirĂ£o (Pena Branca). Most festivals have ended for the year - thank God, the partying is insane here. Last night I passed by numerous people that were passed out on the street sleeping in their own vomit. Pretty sad and disturbing.
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