I am moving back to the UK, permanently, on 22nd August. I go jobless and with no real idea where I’ll be or what I’ll be doing in two months time. In some ways this quite liberating, in others a tad daunting.
I am going to keep the blog up and running although I’ll doubt I’ll be adding to it that often. It may evolve into something else as I have some plans for my writing in the future, although this itself will depend on other hopes and plans I have for potential jobs. We’ll see.
Anyway, thanks to all of you have read my blogs and commented. As always, it’s been much appreciated.
Gringoes é um site que oferece espaço para que os estrangeiros comentem sobre a vida no Brasil. Enquanto muitos chegam lá com boas intenções – especiamente na página doFacebook – é justo dizer que o site ganhou uma má reputação por oferecer aos estrangeiros um fórum para vomitar toda a sua “bílis” expatriada.
Apenas uma hipérbole? Possivelmente, embora eu sugira a leitura de uma mensagem de fevereiro do ano passado em que alguém catalogou 66 razões para odiar viver no Brasil. Tudo bem que a mensagem foi postada na seção “desabafo”, mas a sua ferocidade (e banalidade) gerou muitas respostas exaltadas (a favor e contra) e o post já tem mais de 140 páginas.
Mark Hillary, um escritor britânico e blogueiro que vive no Brasil, respondeu com um artigo para o Huffington Post (e alguns meses depois publicou um livro com o mesmo tema), no qual ele apresenta um relato mais equilibrado do que é ser um estrangeiro no Brasil. Ele também questionou por que os expatriados, particularmente aqueles com um “ódio beirando a obsessão”, continuam se autoflagelando com o aparente “tormento” que é viver no exterior.
Este é segundo blog para o Brasil Post (Huffington Post) em português. Para continuar lendo, por favor clique neste link e vá para o site do Brasil Post.
This is an excerpt from my second post for the Brasil Post (Huffington post). To continue reading follow this link.
Ok, something a little different this week as today’s blog is a guest post by Lidi Albuquerque. Lidi is a Paulistano and translator who currently lives in New York, and having read my blog she invited me to take a look at her post about visiting Sampa after a two year absence. I think you’ll see that she shares many of the frustrations and affections about SP that I’ve often written about myself.
Anyway, without further ado, enjoy…(The original copy in Portuguese can be found at the bottom of the page).
Back to the Pauliceia…
Ticket in hand, bags packed… expectation and anxiety added to my luggage; everything is ready. Here I go, back to Brazil after two years of absence. When the plane begins to unveil my immense São Paulo, a smile starts to form and that “it’s good to be home” feeling starts to grow; a feeling that many exiles know so well. Even though I’ve lived in the US for eight years, five of them in New York, Brazil still is home to me. Continue Reading
As a lone traveller armed linguistically with but a mere Spanish phrasebook my anxiety levels were already hovering around substantial, but when our flight was unexpectedly diverted 250 miles west to a city on the coast they bypassed severe and frantically breached critical.
Our arrival, you see, had been impeded by geography: a plateaued city flanked by volcanoes and decorated with fog – a perfect shitstorm of topographic and atmospheric proportions that rendered ineffectual both the weather radar of our plane and the depth of vision of the pilots.
The morning after the night before.
Fortunately, there was scant time to fret further as it was just seven short hours before air traffic control detected the curtain of gloom being drawn long enough for us to be herded aboard and evacuated back to our original destination. Continue Reading
Next Wednesday I am moving to Trujillo, Peru, and although I’ll be back in Sampa and travelling around Brazil for the World Cup, my wife and I will probably be moving back to London in October when my job in Peru comes to an end. So, if any of you have an amazing job offer lined up for me here in Brazil, now’s the time to let me know (NB. Teaching English does not count as an amazing job offer).
For a number of reasons I’ve decided to keep the blog going. Firstly, I’ve found writing to be quite cathartic and something I’ve actually developed a passion for. Secondly, seeing as some of you continue to humour my banalities, it would seem rude of me not to write up all the half-finished posts and scribbled ideas in notebooks that I have left lying around – unfortunately, I’ve just not had the time I’d have liked to finish them all (a condition otherwise known as laziness). Thirdly, I’ve no doubt that my move to Trujillo will provide many further opportunities to scribble down observations and add to said backlog of unwritten posts. Finally, I plan to spend my spare time in Peru collating some of the ideas I’ve discussed here into some kind of longer format. So, who knows, maybe there’ll be a book version of this blog someday (Maybe being the keyword). Continue Reading