lot more green between the walls and the streets. This is different then the observation in my blog from yesterday. Some homes have iron fences instead of walls, allowing you to see into the fabulous yards. On the edege of town we drive past a newly developed fenced in community with large homes and a security patrol at the entrance.Even with these precautions, some of the residence in this subdivision build fences inside the secure gates around the perimeter of their property. (I guess some things are cultural and provide a sense of security?)
As we drive away, one can see why this would be one of the poorest neighborhoods in the city.Even though the residents do not have a lot of money, they put a lot pride in their homes. As we drive away the neighbor right next to his home is building a new front fence and another neighbor obviously spends some time in their beautiful front yard.
The afternoon slides by and we are ready to go out with old friend of the guys. We meet up with them at a local bar / food establishment. I have met some of them before and it is a pleasant evening. I don’t understand most of the conversation but I am always happy sitting and listening for words I know and trying to figure out what they are saying. The patio gets a little loud as there is a “futebol” (Soccer for those North American’s reading – Out of respect for this country I will call it “futebol” since I am living in Brazil for the time being) game on the television and with each goal shot there is cheers and shouts from the crowd. The evening ends and we head to Luiz’s parents home.
(Read "Return from Mineiros")