We arrived on the Friday afternoon after a four hour drive from Sao Paulo to Aguas de Lindoas (I think that's how you spell it....) and spent the afternoon (so that's about 4:30pmish) until around midnight rehearsing for this bloody performance. The exchange students from Sao Paulo were the only exchange students that had prepared something so we had to teach the rest of the exchange students the steps and choreography of the "dance" we had put together.
Yeah. We failed.
Ah well, the next day we went to an awards ceremony and sat through about 2 hours of sweet boringness..... then Rotary, being as organised as it should be, decided last minute that we would perform our failure of a performance. This one actually wasn't that bad. Didn't fail as much as I though it would. Afterwards, we were ushered into a different room and told to set up a table with bits and pieces from our home country.... turns out it was a Q&A session for inquisitive people.... uh what? Thanks for telling us? The Australian set-up consisted of the flag, our sports flag... my thongs (yes, I was walking around bare-foot) and our blazers. EXCITING. Not, had to be the lamest set-up there. YOBO.
Australia's Beautiful Display, compared to...
America's Bitching Display.
Afterward, we had (well, they said) four hours of free time at the hotel.... which turned into two hours of free time. Yeah, they were not very organised this weekend. So we left the hotel early and went back to the Rotary conference and sat around (literally) for nearly 5 hours. Most people made the most of this time and propped themselves up against the walls and slept.
Then.. the time came. You could say, no one was excited. I will admit, the dance was weird as all hell. I mean it started off as everyone kind of in a zombie-like trance fighting with each other, then it went on to a weird ass dance which reminded me of Gangnam. Yes. I said it.
Well, it was an interesting night. That finished at about 10:30ish... then we went back to the hotel for an hour or so and got ready to go out AGAIN. Turns out we were going to a Rotary dinner. Everyone looked so pretty in dresses and skirts and I was in... a shirt and pants. #STRAYA. Still, the food was alright and the people I sat with were nice. Course they were, they were my friends! Duh.
The dinner finished at about 1am. Yay. Went back to the hotel and just crashed. The next day the Rotaracts we were with took us for a walk down town, it was a nice little walk. Afterwards at the hotel it was quite depressing becasue all the oldies were saying their final goodbyes to all their friends and all us newbies were just sitting awkwardly in a corner.. like... what do we do?
Four hour drive back to Sao Paulo. Boom, weekend over.
Now, I'm not saying it was a bad weekend. All in all though, I think the best part was meeting more exchange students and just having the time to hang out with each other and... laughing at our retarded dancing. Yeah, I don't have alot of photos either.. my camera died, but here are some other photos I took before it died on me;
The Thailand Mexican! Look out ladies!
My beanie being hijacked, yes, about a million different people wore it.
Everyone do the Kangaroo!
Straya, with a Mexican photobomb
Again with the Mexican! But hey, he was a cool guy.
Hans and I doing the Kangaroo. We so cool.
Indonesia and Australia! Both my homes, seeing as I'll be living there next year!
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