I came back to Santiago, worked two lazy days, and the visitors started arriving for the New Year's Eve. What a Party (details will come later)! First arrived Rô, and we spent two days in Re
naca and Vina del Mar. We did absolutely nothing but sleep and sleep in the sun and go to the night club, where we were really affraid someone would soon call us 'uncle' or 'aunty', and the only thing I got was cigarrete's ashes on my foot, which hurt for over a week. Ah, we also went to a friend's beach house and did a barbeque party, which was great and funny!
We "had" to head back to Santiago on saturday night, because we had to do the Christmas party shopping, sleep again and pick Ale and Cassio at the airport to go to the Rapel lake, to the New Year's Eve. We rented 2 houses there, for over 20 Venezuelans, 4 Brazilians (we), some Finnish, Spanish, Swedish and amazinly 2 Chileans! A big party was ahead of us, to start the new year with the right foot.I don't have to say we had a nice time, nice people, bla bla bla. The important thing was that we invented a new tradition: to eat 12 grapes at midnight, but before eating them you have to put all of them in your Champagne glass, and fish one by one during the 12 bells of mid night. To make it easy for you to understand, here comes the whole story...
I (me, Luciana) saw 2 glasses of champagne full of grapes on the table. Then I asked someone what the grapes were for. A Venezuelan told me we had to eat one grape per bell at midnight, and this would bring luck. It was already almost mid night, so I started shouting at my friends in portuguese that they had to put 12 grapes in their glasses, and we had to dring them at midnight. They followed my advice and in a few seconds their glasses were full of grapes. At midnight everybody was fishing their grapes from their glasses, and eating them happily and drunkly. At some point in the night, I saw again the 2 champagne glasses with grapes on the table, at the same point they were before, and started asking whom they belonged to. Then one of the Venezuelans commented: what a nice Brazilian tradition, to put the grapes in the champagne glass! .................. You can imagine the other 3 Brazilians looking at me with question marks in their faces, and me looking at the person with the same question mark... Following dialoge followed:
Me: What? Brazilian? Are you drunk? Someone from Venezuela told me to eat the 12 grapes at midnight.
One Venezuelan: We eat the grapes, but not from a champagne glass...
Me: So, who put those grapes in the glass?
Another Venezuelan: You!
Me: NO! I saw it, and asked what the grapes were for!
Still another Venezuelan (there were more than 20...): Ah, those were my grapes, but some drunk person put champane in them, so I lived them there...
Another Venezuelan: Luciana, you stole my grapes to give your friend, now the other girl is fighting me because I stole her grapes and gave my husband! (I was overruled!)
And the discussion continued... Until now we can't agree who is responsible for the new Brazilian-Venezuelan New Year's Eve in Rapel tradition...
But I have the proof I was not drunk, and didn't invent everything:
After that my dear friends went back to Brazil, and I thought I would go back to normal life for a few days, when an aunt called and said she was going to arrive in Santiago two days later, just like that. All the mess started again, but I'm just used to it. I had some few days of 'tranquility' in Lima (working), came back, left my visitors at the airport, and slept for 3 consecutive days...
Last weekend I was awake againg, and had the amazing idea to go diving in Chile. Well, this is another story I will tell later, because I'm still in shock, and my fingers freeze everytime I remember the experience...
Kisses!
