Showing posts with label Portuguese. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Portuguese. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Agora fala um pouco de Português

After traveling around Brazil for a little over six and a half weeks I decided to take a language course. My ability to understand Portuguese had significantly increased (I even attended a fairly complicated three man play and at the end only had two major questions for Mads). However, I still felt that I was unable to converse with people when out on my own. While it has been easy to use Mads as a crutch, I do plan to return to Brazil and would like to be able to get around if she is not with me. So I looked online and found the Bridge Brazil program (http://www.bridgebrazil.com/). The program was kind of pricey. A one week course cost about $500 (tuition + registration) and that didn't include the R$135 (~$70USD) text book that I opted not to buy as I thought it was silly for one week.

The classes were held in Centro- the downtown working district of Rio. I was able to walk to/from class in about 30 minutes. Classes ran from 8:30am - 12:30pm. I didn't really let the 7:30am wake-up call stand in the way from me having fun. Mads and I still went out Monday, Wednesday and Thursday nights. My fellow classmates looked at me like I was insane when I would tell them how we were out till 4am. Clearly I was very concerned about my studies. I was able to pay attention in class (thanks to some strong coffee) and rally at night (thanks to some naps). More than a week and my body would have definitely started to reject me. But I think I managed just well.

Now comes the important question: Am I able to speak Portuguese? Answer: Not really. BUT I wouldn't say the classes were pointless. I just think one needs more than a week to become fluent. The classes definitely helped me with the pronunciation of letters and words (which is the hardest difference between Spanish v Portuguese) , use of the proper pronouns and conjuration of verbs. I plan to buy a copy of the outrageously expensive textbook on Amazon.com and continue the learning process on my own. I definitely think if I actually put effort into it I can become fairly competent at speaking the language. Then how cool will it be to say that I am trilingual?

Funny story from Friday night: I was out and overheard these Brazilian guys speaking to two Argentinan girls. Typically it is not too hard for native Spanish speakers to understand Portuguese as many of the words are very similar, however the sentences they were using happened to contain those few words that are completely 100% different (it is words like this that led me to want to take the class in the first place). I stepped in and translated to the girls. Next thing I knew I had 5 new friends. I spent the rest of the night chatting between the Brazilians and Argentinans. What I discovered, much to my dismay, is that even though I can't speak Portuguese, the few words I do know are totally killing my Spanish. I kept saying words like "agora" instead of "ahora" and falar" instead of "hablar". It was so annoying. The girls found it cute - thinking I was trying to speak both languages equally as bad. I tried explaining to them that I actually can speak Spanish and my brain was having problems at the moment due to my recent Portuguese classes (I am am sure the alcohol had a small role to play as well). As the night went on my deficiency in both languages diminished... that or we were all too drunk to care.

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Beach Prayer










MEU SANTO ANJO PRAIA PERFEITA
ILUMINA MEU FINAL DE DEMANA
GUARDA UM LUGARZUNHO PRA MIN NA AREIA
PROTEJA-ME DOS RAIOS DO SOL
SEM ESQUECER O MEU BRONZEADO,
O SORVETE DE FRUTA E O MATE GELATO

DAI-ME UM MERGULHO DE LAVAR A ALMA
NUM MAR TRANSPARENTE, DE ÁGUAS CALMAS,
DE BRISA LEVE
AO VENTO QUE PENTEIE MEUS CABELOS
QUE EU PROMETO CUIDAR DOS DOMÍNIOS
SEUS COMO SE FOSSEM MEUS
ATÉ O FIM DE TARDE
AMÉMI

Translation:
MY ANGEL SAINT OF THE PERFECT BEACH
ILLUMINATE MY WEEKEND
SAVE A SPOT FOR ME ON THE SAND
PROTECT ME FROM THE SUN'S RAYS
WITHOUT FORGETTING MY TAN,
THE FRUIT SORBET AND THE ICED TEA

GIVE ME A DIP TO WASH MY SOUL
IN A CALM, TRANSPARENT OCEAN.
WITH A LIGHT BREEZE
AND WIND THAT BRUSHES MY HAIR
I PROMISE TO TAKE CARE OF YOUR DOMAINS
AS IF THEY WERE MINE
UNTIL THE END OF THE AFTERNOON
AMEN!

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Feliz aniversario Madá

Saturday June 12 was Madeline's birthday. It also happened to be Dia dos Namorados (Valentine's Day) in Brazil. We left the hotel at 1pm not knowing that we would stay out for the next 12 + hours. The day started at a feijoada- traditional brazilian cuisine with live samba (see video). A few hours and caipirinhas later we wandered into a bar to watch the USA v England match.

After the tie (which was more like a win for the US as it was a lucky goal)
we decided to keep the party going. We met up with 15 of Manuella's single friends and completely took over one of their favorite restaurants. All around us couples were trying to have romantic dinners while we sang, laughed and drank. The running joke was that the manager offered to pay our entire tab if we would leave. The beer did not stop flowing, every time our glasses were near empty they would magically be refilled. I never heard anyone ordering more yet there were no complaints. The more we drank the funnier the jokes got and the louder we became not your typical V-day. I can't remember the last time I laughed so har
d, ironic being that I do not speak the common language at the table.

Just when we thought the night was ending after a 6 hour dinner, Manuella decided to stop by another party to say hello to some other friends. 20 minutes later Mads and I were off to a reggae show with our new found friend Manuella' s neighbor, Ulysses. São Luis is well known as the Jamaica of Brazil. Since Mads loves reggae and she is the birthday girl, we were not going to let the looming 6 am wake up call stand in our way. It was a surprisingly great show, we danced non-stop to the band Raiz Tribal at a cool beachside venue.

All in all it was very long and randomly amazing day. Mads says it was one of her best birthday celebrations, and we both agree it was a phenom Valentine's Day!



Monday, June 14, 2010

Não Falo Português

''A journey of a thousand miles must begin with a single step.'' – Lao Tzu

Madeline and my 11 week journey started in San Diego on Wednesday, June 9th. My backpack, which I remember being MUCH bigger than it actually is, was half the size of Madeline's, yet the combined weight of all my belongings closly matched hers (Mads backpack - 38lbs + handbag - 7lbs = 45lbs / my ''mini backpack'' (as Mads has deemed it) - 26lbs + carryon backpack - 15lbs = 41lbs).
The flight to Brazil was quite hellish. Rather than bore all you with the details I will give the top three reasons: 1) there was a group of about 40 Southern Christian missionaries that thought it acceptable to yell accross the aisles/rows at one another during the entire flight; 2) they did not give us pillows.... Really what inteternational flight does not give pillows!?! 3) the lady in front of us would turn around and complain any time we accidently touched her seat. It got to be quite comical how lightly we could tap it and she would still turn and yell at us. After sleeping a combines total of about 3 hrs in the 15hr trip we landed in Fortaleza, Brazil. Unfortunately that was not our last stop, we still had a 4hr wait until our flight to our final destination, São Luís. We were so exhausted, I honestly did not know how we were going to make it. Then, as if it was a mirage in the desert, I laid my eyes on the most magical sight..... La-Z-Boy recliners!!! We took the most amazing naps and woke just as we were about to board.


The first few days of our trip were spent visiting Madeline's friend Manuella in São Luís. a small beach town in Northeast Brazil. It was an interesting introduction to the country as it is not typically what you invision when you think of ''typical Brazil'', but it has been great having a local take us around to the best beaches, restaurants, nightclubs, etc... At the beach one day I actually ate crab! I know you're shocked. Madeline claims she is going to break me of my non-seafood diet if it kills her. If she lives and is successful you can all thank her later.


The hardest thing about being in such a small town is very few people speak English even most of Manuella's friends spoke only Portuguese so I had to rely on Madeline/Manuella and the few key phrases I learned to get around. After a few days I find that I am able to understand a decent amount thanks to Spanish but I am still far from speaking. This is what I can say from memory thus far (day 5):
obrigada- thank you
não falo portugu ês- I don't speak Portuguese
com licença- excuse me
beijo- kiss
duas cervejas/chopp- 2 beers/draft beer
cadê o banheiro- where is the bathroom
estou com fome/ sede- I am hungry /thirsty
sim- yes / não- no
tchau (pronounced ciao) - goodbye
oi (pronounced oy) - hello
bom dia- good morning