I present: what can be had for the grand total of 20 reais ($6.50) at the farmers’ market. Before this year, I had never gone to the Saturday morning market in my neighborhood, since getting out of bed and leaving the house before noon on Saturdays was a feat only accomplished when I had no other choice (work.) But last Saturday, I only taught from 8 to 10, so I had time to go after.
I got off to a pretty slow start this year in Uberlândia, mostly due to being sick for much too long, in my opinion (I’m fine now.) After feeling kind of off for a while, I can pinpoint quite clearly when I started feeling like myself again. Continue reading
I spent Easter weekend with Felipe’s family in Patos de Minas, Minas Gerais. It’s a town of almost 150,000, about 3 hours east of Uberlândia and literally translated as “Ducks of Mines.” I have yet to spot any ducks there.
As usual in Patos, I didn’t go hungry. The weekend was very meat- (besides Friday) and beer-centric, culminating with this little guy for Sunday lunch.
In my opinion, one of the greatest parts of UFU is the Restaurante Universitário (henceforth: RU, pronunciation: eh-hee oo.) Although you probably recognize the word “restaurant,” this is what we’d call the university cafeteria. This is where I eat lunch almost every day and sometimes come back for dinner. Continue reading
Applying to grad school in Brazil varies by university, but the process used by the Universidade Federal de Uberlândia (henceforth: UFU) is nothing out of the ordinary. Since this is something I’ve been asked about quite a bit, this post will try to explain it in the most succinct way possible (I told you I wasn’t promising adventures and excitement here!) Continue reading
There have been a few times in my life so far when I thought it might be nice to start a blog to share my adventures, but I never did. Frankly, out of laziness. But something about being home these last months made me realize that I really live abroad. I’m not doing an exchange program; I’m just living my life here in the state of Minas Gerais, which happens to be pretty far away from Minnesota. This blog therefore springs from said laziness, as it seems like a reasonable way to give you all an idea of what my life is like here without repeating myself too many times. Continue reading