arrived

Arriving in Sao Paulo, myself and a student from the program went to go look for our luggage. To my surprise they actually had mine, although i couldn~t say the same for my friend... whose luggage was still in Los Angeles... After pushing our way through the security line, we encountered the line for checking in to our next flight... which coiled around like a snake by the TAM airlines counter, and continued around for what seemed like miles, around sandwhich vendors and out into the middle of the lobby... after taking a few hours to wait in line, we thought we missed our flight... `oh no, the flight is very late`they said casually... and we made our way up to the gate... of course the gate was not the correct number and eventually we found the right one...

Waiting to get off the plane a young man behind me kept tapping on my chair. Rather than get annoyed, I was a bit excited... hoping that the rhythms I have so impatiently wanted to hear in this city are in fact on every street corner, starting even from the seat behind me.

A group of us decided to take the city bus to our hotel.... which took about thrice the time it would have taken to have a taxi. But looking around this beauiful city, with giant waves on the moonlit beach, and old cobblestone streets... lingering on a bus was quite alright.

Looking forward to writing more as i see more.