Halloooo,
Hope all well. It's Carnaval week here but I'm carrying on my year-long stint of not really getting involved, and just keeping an eye on which streets have been shut down when planning trips.
Instead we've been out and about with friends, including a child's birthday party at a safari-themed softplay centre, which included live animals (owls! chinchillas! baby alligators!), ziplining and those big blow-up spheres you can use to walk on water with. Gabi and her friends were a lot more into it than most of the eerily well-behaved children, so fun was had by all.
I also met up with a fellow gringofluencer on Thursday to record some amusing videos together in Batman Alley, before heading to the Multilingo language night down the road. Hopefully that should pull me out of the Instagram doldrums, brought on when I foolishly posted a spoof advert for a Royal Family betting app...
Elsewhere I've thrown together another mixtape, and my phrase of the day is currently taking the nation by storm having gained prominence on Big Brother Brasil, delightfully nonsensical as it is ("calm down sausage!").
And that's about it - speak soon!
Don't Fred
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