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Itapipoca and seeing old friends.

Saturday 22 October 2011

I had such a lovely time in Itapipoca. It was such a joy to wake up to the view of the Serra and have a slower day on Friday then I’d normally have. My teaching times at the night school run by the church went really well also. I think I’m getting less nervous and more relaxed as I teach, and I think I’m also feeling more confident with what I’m sharing which is quite nice also. It helps that the students were so attentive and interested, it was almost like they were encouraging me to share what was on my heart. Good times.

Early this morning I got on a bus back to Fortaleza. My good friend Acyza met me at the bus station and it has been such a joy to see her again. She’s a good friend from when I used to live here and even if we’ve not seen each other for almost 5 years, we’ve stayed in touch. And the thing with good friends it that when you see each other again you just pick up where you left off. We had breakfast, went to the beach (which was so nice, I am getting nicely tanned, ready to head back to Norway in November and use long sleeved clothes), have a lovely lunch and this evening we’re going to Beira Mar to the market at the sea front there. I feel really relaxed. Enjoying life and friends, and feel like I’m making the most of this day.

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