Blog of Magic Cheese

I did a rather teenaged thing last week: I snuck out.

I was raised by my father, but my mother, possibly because she didn´t see me grow up, is insanely, illogically overprotective. She flips out whenever I propose doing anything.

I once rented a moving van to help a friend move from CalTech to Northern CA. Massive fight. It ended with her in tears.

So as you can imagine, she wasn´t thrilled at the prospect of me going traveling alone. Which is why I didn´t tell anyone in the family I was going.

... greetings from Brasil!

Rio de Janeiro was pretty crazy. As soon as I´m home (my friend does not have ´net so I´m in a LAN house) I want to read about the economy of the place and the favelas (slums) now, because the city is a mix of gorgeous old buildings, the smell of sewage, and graffiti everywhere..

I´m staying with a friend I´ve known for years but finally got to meet for the first time (thank you Internets!) and we´ve been cooking together and trying out recipes and comparing customs. It´s fantastic. We´re in Cabo Frio and I went swimming in the ocean. Can you imagine trying an insane stunt like that in Northern CA?

Pictures and the like forthcoming when I return.