Brazil Day
Today I went to Brazil. Well, not really. I went to New York where 46th Street (Little Brazil) and a good chunk of 6th Ave. were closed down in celebration of Brazil’s national day. I went with some fellow Brazil-o-philes and met some Brazilian friends from work. Together, we ate some feijoada (fay-ZHWAH-dah), danced some samba, and had a fun little (actually huge) party in the streets of Manhattan. Along the way, I made some tentative plans to visit Brazil… man I hope I can follow through.
What a fantastic time. Dancing for independence, dancing for fun, dancing with friends, dancing with strangers. Dancing “for no good reason.” But wait, dancing is its own good reason! I find the emphasis placed on celebration, revelry, and careless abandon refreshing in this world where people are so seldom shocked to be unhappy. Maybe we should all take a lesson from Brazil and dance just to dance… and encourage strangers to do so as well.
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