Chi chi chi, le le le Colo Colo de Chile!

Hi,

yesterday started as one of those very boring days, with a lot of work to be done. At Nokia we were invited to a farewell lunch, since it would be our last day as Nokians. Lunch was fine, with no surprises. Then we decided to continue the farewell party in a pub close to the office. This is where the big surprise began.

I got there later, because I had some work to finish, and for my surprise the pub where we always go, and is always empty, was full of men. Uau! Then I realized there was a soccer game going on: Colo Colo x Caracas, Copa Libertadores.

Everything was normal, people were behaving as normal polited chileans, with no big noise nor any dirty word. Until the first Colo Colo goal came. For my surprise, they started jumping and screaming like crazy! I have to say I wasn't expecting this reaction from the very polited and shy chileans.

The explosion of passion came when Colo Colo hit again, in the very last minute of the game (the clock was showing 93:xx). They shouted, singed, huged each other, just like any normal Brazilian whatching a soccer game. I felt home for the first time here, and adopted Colo Colo as my prefered team in Chile :)

Now I started liking this place more, seeing that the traditional, extremely polited chilean people can also show some passion, even if triggered by a soccer game. It means something is there, we just have to dig it out ;)

Carnaval: one of the things you have to do at least once in life

I finally I got some pictures from Carnaval. A crazy friend took his camera, and since we managed to meet there in the last day, he took some pictures and sent me this week. Not to mention that we were sleeping in the same house. We just had different programs...

And I say crazy because some things that happens there shouldn't be documented in any way... ;)

When I saw the pictures, the first thing that came to my mind was the winner song of this year:

"Quebraê quebraê, olha o Asa aê!

Quebraê quebraê, olha o Asa aê!"

(This is pretty much what I remember from the song, from the only song I can remember...)

You just has to imagine this music playing and all these people jumping like crazy behind a Trio Elétrico:

Just great!

We had 4 great days of partying, day and night, and this is one of the things that should not be documented: me at the last day of carnaval, before the last "bloco" started its tour, at 2:00 AM wednesday. If the camera could pick thoughts, you would probably see over my head a baloon saying:

"Please leave me alone. I just want to go home and sleep for 3 days, without having to stand on my destroyed feet!"

Do you believe me I was thinking this? Ok, ok, but I swear that when the bloco stopped 5 hours later I was thinking and feeling like this!

And I slept for 3 days...

Changing the format...

Hi,

my intention today was to describe my diving experience in Chile, but after someone said (very persuasive) that my texts were toooooooooo long and she was bored to read them, I decided to shorten it a bit.

So, resuming my diving experience: it was freezing. It took me some hours and pisco sours to get my brain working again, so I could drive back home. After all people there asked me why the hell I was going to dive in Chile if I could dive in my home country, I still had the courage to get into the water, because you know me: most of the things I have to test them by myself to believe...

But, now that I'm analyzing the situation, I can say that after all those scared faces of me going diving in Chile, having trouble to wear and take off the 7mm suit (I had scratches in both hands after the first try), jumping in a 10 degree cold see, having the brain frozen for a while, and a huge headache for hours, I can see that I will not do this stupid thing again... But for sure next year, if I'm still in Chile, I will have forgotten this and try it again in another city, where they told me the water could be 2 or 3 degrees warmer ;)

Ah, just one more comment, the other 2 tourists were asking if they dive all days all year long, and the instructor said that in winter they do it only on weekends. I (very innocently) told them they should not expect to see me there in winter, and the instructor just laughted and said: I don't really expect to see you here again, at any time...

Well, what can I say? :)

Kisses!