One week from now I will be boarding a flight that will take me to a country I did not know I wanted to visit, yet I am not convinced I want to go. The idea of visiting Brazil was born in the middle of a relationship that no longer is. The plan was: we work hard for a year, we save enough money and then we leave the United States together, get married and live happily ever after. The plan was set in motion, we worked hard for half a year, we saved money, but we did not make it to the end of the year. However The idea of leaving everything behind and traveling to Sao Paulo grew in me. I found myself reading books in Portuguese, watching movies in Portuguese and looking at air fares to any city in Brazil.
The unexpected happened. I came across an individual who told me we was working away. I had no idea what he meant so I did the usual google search and I ended up at workaway.info. Work away is a form of living by trading your work for a place to live and if you are lucky enough also food. You can find people willing to host you all over the world and at any given time of the year. If you are not very picky about what you want to do, where you want to live and who you want to live with, it is a practical way of traveling cheaply.
Back to the story, I found many hosts in Sao Paulo and started contacting people to find something that would fit me. The right job appeared and I decided to express my interest. I would be teaching English to Portuguese speakers and I would be learning in exchange. It was not hard to say yes. The hard part was when I had to book the ticket and let my friends and family I had came up with yet another one of my crazy ideas. I was going to quick my job and my life to go pursue the idea of learning a language that might not be all that useful outside of a few countries.
I am booked, what do i need now, I wonder. the clock is ticking and I have nothing but a few days to put my life into a suitcase and drag it behind me to the nearest airport and hope for the best. My friends and family are afraid I am just doing it to chase the person who broke my heart. I am scared it might be the truth, but I made it a point that if for a second I find my self thinking about even contacting the person I will cancel the trip.
I am truly excited I will be leaving America, nothing wrong with you uncle Sam is just that you were never mine and I was never truly yours. I want to go to Brazil, then Europe and hopefully after that South Korea. At some point I will have to make a trip to Mexico to visit my family.
The little box I live in has transformed into a panorama. My small world has become so small that I feel the need to run away. Please Brazil do not fail me.
Back to the story, I found many hosts in Sao Paulo and started contacting people to find something that would fit me. The right job appeared and I decided to express my interest. I would be teaching English to Portuguese speakers and I would be learning in exchange. It was not hard to say yes. The hard part was when I had to book the ticket and let my friends and family I had came up with yet another one of my crazy ideas. I was going to quick my job and my life to go pursue the idea of learning a language that might not be all that useful outside of a few countries.
I am booked, what do i need now, I wonder. the clock is ticking and I have nothing but a few days to put my life into a suitcase and drag it behind me to the nearest airport and hope for the best. My friends and family are afraid I am just doing it to chase the person who broke my heart. I am scared it might be the truth, but I made it a point that if for a second I find my self thinking about even contacting the person I will cancel the trip.
I am truly excited I will be leaving America, nothing wrong with you uncle Sam is just that you were never mine and I was never truly yours. I want to go to Brazil, then Europe and hopefully after that South Korea. At some point I will have to make a trip to Mexico to visit my family.
The little box I live in has transformed into a panorama. My small world has become so small that I feel the need to run away. Please Brazil do not fail me.
