Our flights to Brazil are booked.
This is going to be our "reconnoitre trip". There is a congress there that my husband can attend, then we are going to spend a couple of days in Rio de Janeiro. While we are there, we are going to look at some venues, and select one for the show in Rio that Eneias and I are planning for next year.
Then I am going south to visit Eneias in his town, Jaragua, and we will perform together in a show there.
It is going to be a long journey. We fly from Adelaide to Dubai, then to Sao Paolo - two very long legs. Then there is another flight to the congress city.
I survey my itinerary, and note the time of our arrival in Rio de Janeiro. It states the name of the airport - "Galeao - A.C. Jobim". My heart gives a little happy leap. Jobim - that's the guy who wrote my favourite songs. They named the airport after him.
Eneias is planning two shows in his town. I want to make sure I am there for a couple of days beforehand. I'll be tired from the journey, and we need to rehearse a little before the show.
I'm excited and just a little bit anxious. This trip feels adventurous. I've never been to Brazil. I've been to South America only once before, to Buenos Aires, for a congress. I loved that city, but didn't travel anywhere else.
And I know that when I get there I will be working - concentrating hard - to speak the language, and to understand what is being said by the people around me. This is not going to be just a holiday. Eneias came to Adelaide without knowing English. This time I will be the foreigner, and it will test my language skills.
I need to find someone to help me with the venues in Rio. We need to identify several suitable theatres, and organize to view them.
I'm playing a big game of "join-the-dots" in a foreign country. I need to join those dots, and I won't be there very long this time, so there isn't much margin for error.
This is going to be our "reconnoitre trip". There is a congress there that my husband can attend, then we are going to spend a couple of days in Rio de Janeiro. While we are there, we are going to look at some venues, and select one for the show in Rio that Eneias and I are planning for next year.
Then I am going south to visit Eneias in his town, Jaragua, and we will perform together in a show there.
It is going to be a long journey. We fly from Adelaide to Dubai, then to Sao Paolo - two very long legs. Then there is another flight to the congress city.
I survey my itinerary, and note the time of our arrival in Rio de Janeiro. It states the name of the airport - "Galeao - A.C. Jobim". My heart gives a little happy leap. Jobim - that's the guy who wrote my favourite songs. They named the airport after him.
Eneias is planning two shows in his town. I want to make sure I am there for a couple of days beforehand. I'll be tired from the journey, and we need to rehearse a little before the show.
I'm excited and just a little bit anxious. This trip feels adventurous. I've never been to Brazil. I've been to South America only once before, to Buenos Aires, for a congress. I loved that city, but didn't travel anywhere else.
And I know that when I get there I will be working - concentrating hard - to speak the language, and to understand what is being said by the people around me. This is not going to be just a holiday. Eneias came to Adelaide without knowing English. This time I will be the foreigner, and it will test my language skills.
I need to find someone to help me with the venues in Rio. We need to identify several suitable theatres, and organize to view them.
I'm playing a big game of "join-the-dots" in a foreign country. I need to join those dots, and I won't be there very long this time, so there isn't much margin for error.
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