Tallinn Travel Blog› entry 46 of 113 › view all entries
July 13th, 2008 – by: afredrix
I don't know any portuguese aside from 'thank you' and discovered years ago--thanks to our Portuguese exchange student--that I'm eons away from being able to pronounce it. But I've decided whole-heartedly that at this moment, Brazilian portuguese is my favorite foreign language to not understand. But given the right amount of inflection and gestures, translation is almost unnecessary.
Or something of the sort.
We started the night on a side street patio. The boys serenaded us, the waitresses and the entire neighborhood with Brazilian folk songs about true love and men with one ball. I, fortunately, was smart enough to get video footage. And once I figure out how to upload it, the rest of the world will be able to enjoy it as well. The small earthquake that seemingly shocked the streets of Tallinn is actually just my inability to control my laughter or keep the camera still when doing so. I'll invest in a tripod the next time around.
The party went back to our hostel room (where, to our surprise, Jesus was showering in our bathroom. SEE PIC) and then out to the only bar we could find open on a Sunday night for a few more drinks and a couple dances. The night, naturally, finished back in the hostel with bathroom wrestling and--you guessed it--little bitty briefs. God bless Brazil.
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