Its a 6 hour drive from Campinas and you have to go on some scary mountain roads. The real problem with those roads is that they are narrow, right next to a rock wall on one side and a cliff on the other and you are competing for space with large semi's. It got pretty tight at times. Mark really did an amazing job driving there. The car was a stick shift which he rarely ever drives and Brazil's Department of transportation doesn't seem to believe in left hand turns. They also have crazy long circular access ramps. To go back in an opposite direction you can't just turn left or take an easy exit. You have to drive until you reach a "returnio". Often they are not super close together either. His skills were quite impressive. There were some very pretty parts of the drive and it was nice to see more of Brazil. I was not expecting it to be anything like the places we have recently visited but I also didn't expect to be reminded so much of Egypt. This was mostly due to the way houses were constructed, the streets, and neighborhoods. The people seemed much happier and freer in Brazil. There also wasn't the distinct separation of men and women like Egypt but everywhere I looked I felt like I was there again. It wasn't really a bad thing exactly I just wasn't quite expecting it. Driving seemed way safer there though. We stopped for gas and happened upon a great restaurant. One thing they do in Brazil is have you pay for your food by weight. You dish up the food you want from a buffet and then pay a certain amount per kilogram. We loved these places and tried to eat at one each day. I think we had rice and black beans everyday we were there and loved it.
Standard "on ramp" in Brazil. They were huge.
We have no idea how many cans of Guarana we drank. We both love it.
We don't really drink soda at home but the Brazilian ginger ale like drink is so good.
Sharing the mountain road with all the semis crossing into our lane with their wide turns.
We got there early afternoon and checked into our Air b-n-b. The host was nervous about communicating since he didn't feel his English was very good but Mark's Portuguese came right back to him. It was great (as always) to travel with Mark and have him speak Portuguese so well. Our place was very nice. We were quite surprised to learn that the bathroom and kitchen were not connected to the main room, that we had to go outside for both but it was clean and well maintained. They even had a pool in the yard which had it not been winter I'm sure we would have enjoyed. We did get a lot of rain while we were there. So much that when we passed some rain boots on sale for 10 American dollars I went ahead and got them. I think out of all the trips we took this summer I was the most poorly packed for this trip. I knew it was Winter and saw the rain but just didn't think it would be that much rain. The Brazilians we talked were pretty happy to have some rainy days. That being said I can't imagine visiting there in the high season. We had lovely temperatures in the mid 70's which is my favorite. It sounds super humid, hot and miserable there in the Summer. It was pretty confusing to come from hot weather and summer daylight hours and then be somewhere that was dark by 6:30.
The open door is the living space and bedroom.
Behind his right shoulder is the bathroom and next to it was the kitchen.
We think these were for the World Cup. They were fun to see.
The neighborhoods are hard to describe. They basically build up the mountains and to get to the top there are just long sets of stairs you walk up. Mark has mentioned in the past how tired he would be (as a missionary) from walking up long sets of stairs every day. And often the wealthier families lived at the top. He explained how the surface of the house showed how well a family was doing. If it was just the brick with no stucco on the exterior or interior they were not well off. If the outside was done they were a little better and if the inside was finished with dry wall they were doing well. The finishing was a clear sign of status.
After settling in we headed downtown to find a something to eat and walk around. There was a burger food truck that Mark loved to stop by when he lived there. He has been home since 2002 but the food truck was still in its same spot right by the cathedral with the same guy making the food. Mark started to talk to the guy and mentioned how he was a missionary there. They guy looked at him and said "extra bacon!" He remembered Mark and how he always asked for extra bacon on his burger. When he lived there the burgers were a good deal only like 3 or 4 Brazilian dollars. They are not the same deal now but they were worth the price. Mark always talked about getting burgers with eggs which I had never really heard of or done so I went with it and it was delicious. It was fun to see Mark so excited to be there.
Circa 2001
The next day we went downtown again and checked out the Imperial Palace. Don Pedro and his family came to Petropolis in the Summer to escape the heat in Rio. It was a good tour. After that we went and checked out the cathedral in town and found another pay by weight place to eat. That evening we went to visit some members from the ward. The brother was serving as the ward mission leader while Mark was there and was instrumental in helping teach this family. When Mark speaks Portuguese I can understand a decent amount of what he is saying. With context clues I can piece together decent amounts of conversations but I can not speak any Portuguese. It was really nice to visit with them and see how happy Mark was.
Imperial Palace and Cathedral
On Sunday we went to church and then to the familie's house for lunch. It was fast and testimony meeting and two members of the family Mark taught went up and bore their testimonies and both made Mark cry which then made me cry. It was amazing to hear and see how their lives changed by being taught the gospel and to think Mark was able to be a part of it. They have 3 daughters and
1 adopted son. All of them are active in the church, they have been sealed in the temple together, 1 daughter served a mission, 2 were married in the temple and the son will be putting in mission papers in March. Mark was so thrilled to see them living and loving the gospel. We chatted with other members he remembered from serving there and then spent the afternoon and evening at the familie's house. The food was delicious and Mark loved catching up with them. He was so happy to see them. I know it meant the world to him to have this experience. I loved being a part of it.
Ward mission leader and his wife.
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