Total denial

I am not freezing...

I am not tired and I slept very well in the last two nights...

On Friday, I didn't send a message to all the people I wanted to see because I was not going to leave Brasil the next day... And I didn't mention that if they wanted, they could try to convince me that it was better for me not to go to bed for the whole night because I would be more tired than if I hadn't slept at all... Why would I have done that anyway if I didn't leave Brasil and if I am not sitting on the couch in my living room in Montreal...

Or maybe all this really happened but anyway, I missed my plane from Floripa to Rio... or if I didn't miss this one, I missed the one from Rio to Charlotte... of if I didn't miss this one, I missed the one from Charlotte to Philadelphia... or if I didn't miss this one, I probably missed the one from Philadelphia to Montreal... because according to the first paragraph, I would have been too tired anyway to catch all those flights - so I am not in Montreal...

I have not been freezing since I got off the plane in Charlotte... because there are so many reasons that I could have missed this flight for... First of all, when I went to Brasil, I missed my flight from Montreal to Philadelphia - and maybe it felt cool and I wanted to live this experience again... or maybe I have gone out on Friday and because of the message I had sent, my friends convinced me to stay awake (and keep drinking) before they took me to the bus station... but there I could have fallen asleep and missed the bus to Floripa... and from there, the taxi could have taken me to the wrong airport... (if there had been another airport - but how can we tell - maybe I never made it there...)

So I might not be freezing since I went to Charlotte because the security to go through the US is just too crazy... If I wasn't thinking like this, I wouldn't tell the whole story... I would totally deny it... I wouldn't say that even before checking in, I had to answer a full questionnaire... about what I was bringing with me... And I wouldn't mention doing a (shoes and belt and watch) strip tease to pass the metal detector... as my carry on was being body scanned too... I wouldn't continue saying that the boarding started more than an hour before the departure... and that there was another questionnaire - that I actually didn't really understand - I knew it was about my carry on - but I was already so tired that I only copied what the person before me had said to the security guard... and it actually worked... did you leave your bag unattended in front of someone who could have secretly hiden some drugs in it? I wish... just kidding... or is it denial? Whatever my answers were - good or bad - they still checked all the carry on bags... and then made us into different lines - so we would wait until some people complained about the heat - and until some other people answered them that we were still in Brasil... it was hot... how could I already be freezing?

And even if I had survived to this without saying anything stupid, I wouldn't have stood being in the last row of the section of the plane - the back of my seat on the wall - so I couldn't put it down - and I wouldn't have accepted to be that far from the TVs - since I had a hard time to keep my eyes open... and anyway, the first two movies were kind of the same lame story - a not normal guy in love with a (perfectly normal and beautiful) girl - but she doesn't share his feeling and he has to find a way to make it work... the second one was a bit better - the guy had the Asperger syndrom and he loved the universe... I think I would have loved it if only I had made it to this plane... and if I wouldn't have been sitting beside the toilet where all the people waiting in line kind of kick my arm and my leg that are too long so they float in the aisle... and if the girl in front of me hadn't had a huge head that was falling left and right before she woke up each time - I would have had to move in the opposite direction each time... to the left - to the right - everybody clap your hands - how annoying can you be - can you be that annoying - how annoying can you be - head to the left - head to the right...

After this plane, we had to collect our baggage to pass the boarder - the guy asked me if I had something like flowers, plants, animals, food, no, no, no, no... and alcohol? I said yes and he looked shocked... but maybe because my voice was going mute... he asked me to repeat what I had in my bag... and then a recheck-in... and another metal detector... Where could have I got some metal... as if I had stolen a part of the wing of the plane and hid it in my shirt... Oh my my...

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Besides all this superhero movie action - I made it to Charlotte to realize that Reais were not good anymore and that I was hungry - but anyway - and then to Philadelphia - where I continued reading "Em busca do SONHO" and then guess what? I was in Philadelphia! The guy sitting besides me asked me in portuguese if I was brasileiro - because oh! surprise! he was... so we talked about Brasil - and then he told me that because of what I was saying about it, he was starting to miss it too - he was going back to Boston to his University - and that it was not good... and finally, I arrived in Montreal - where - thanks to the canadian boarder people - it went super fast - the only question that I was asked was: Mr. Bourgault, qu'est-ce qu'on fait dans la vie...? On enseigne dans différentes écoles is the answer that pleased him - which allowed me to enter in Canada with all the illegal stuff that I'm bringing - like a can of cachaça, a bottle of cachaça, some erva mate for terere and for chimarao, some other gifts and a napkin with weird messages on it... I should really hide...

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My last day in Brasil was just perfect - I obviously didn't meet All the people that I would have liked to meet but all the ones that I met there had brought some very special things to my stay in Camboriu! It wasn't sad though - there are people that I meet - to whom I say goodbye - they stay alive in my mind - and if I wish to see them again - I make it happen... there are people that I had never met before that I met in Camboriu and I just know that I will meet them again - in Canada, Brasil or anywhere else... So "Bye for now" to you or a simple "Au revoir" and MERCI pour tout!

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RANDOM

Here are some english songs that "might" remind me my time in Brasil (are there others that kept playing over and over again?)

Rebelution - Bright Side of Life

Lady Gaga -Bad Romance (actually, I'm not sure if it played that often or if it was just stucked in my head...)

Lady Gaga - Paparazzi (see the comment above)

David Guetta - When love takes over (sorry to say that I find nothing interesting in this song)

David Guetta - Sexy Bitch (it was just playing everywhere - 'great' lyrics!)

Jason Mraz - Lucky (on the radio)

Bob Marley - Redemption Song (I would have liked to hear this one more often - instead of Lady Gaga)

Edward Maya - Stereo love (from the small white car with the windows open - that was just always passing beside me)

Here are the ones that played the most often on my mp3 player... when I was looking for calm...

Jack Johnson (Breakdown)

Ben Harper (Younger than Today)

Daniel Bélanger (Soleil Gratuit - Étreintes)

Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova (Once soundtrack)

Grand Corps Malade (Je dors sur mes deux oreilles)

Muse (any song)

Richard Desjardins (Les Yankees)

Rodrigo y Gabriela (any song)

Yann Tiersen (any song)

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I'll probably upload some pictures on Facebook in the next days - and if you want me to send you some of them in their original size, let me know! For now, I really need to sleep - I had two nights in a row without any sleep... Thanks for reading!

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