Christmas fever truly took hold on Sunday when we went to Aldeia da Serra for the annual Cossi BBQ, featuring animatronic festive decorations in every nook and cranny, a cameo from Andrew in between various capoeira retreats (pictured here with a cushion-based modern art piece), lots of food and drink (including Brasileirinhas, a passion-fruit-and-lime caipirinha in the national colours) and impromptu races on the giant inflatable Havaianas in the pool. Good times were had by all.
The previous night we went to Villa Country for ribs and line-dancing, which made for a fine combo. I spotted at least ten people wearing cowboy hats unironically, and actually found it strangely relaxing to follow the same dance steps over and over along with everyone else on the dancefloor (or try to, anyway).
Otherwise we've been herding cats and hunting flats, although I don't foresee much movement on those fronts now until the new year. I have instead made a very indie Xmas compilation for the weekend, and will leave you with my latest turn of phrase - "the tail is shaking the dog" - which applies to any situation where the natural order of things has been reversed...
Speak soon, and ciao for now,
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