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Zumba com meu bum-bum!

I am so tired today. I decided to take the advice of my friend Josh, who recently returned from a 6 week trip to Asia right before I left for Portugal.  He said, “you can sleep when you come home.”  I was jet-lagged the first two nights and had a hard time adjusting to the 8 hour time difference.  However yesterday, I said yes to every invitation.  Our school sponsored a tour of the city; a lovely young lady Deborah showed us around.  She had the most beautiful style!  I wanted everything she was wearing.  She loves Faro, and sharing it with people.  I can’t speak enough about the old(est) part of the city.  It is surrounded by high stone walls, and filled with many narrow winding-roads, some allowing cars to drive through.  It is so romantic and inspiring!  I could walk down these street every day with jazz music in my mind’s ear.  
Afterwards Leslie, a British businessman on holiday, invited us to a beer.  Veronic and I accompanied him, and being the gentleman that he is he insisted on paying.  At home, my host-couple invited me to have dinner with them at 10pm.  Teresa also invited me to come to her Zumba class at 8:15 before dinner.  Sim e Sim, obrigada!
For those of you who know me, I am rhythmically challenged.  I have two left feet.  But I want to experience all that Portugal has to offer, so I needed to try.  I am so glad that I did!  I have never had so much fun in a dance class!  The dance classes I have had in the past, have always stressed proper form and I found them to be very intimidating.  Not this one.  I couldn’t stop smiling and laughing.  I loved the high energy.  And Teresa, she is a blast!  She is so inspiring.  So now I plan to go to her class as much as I am able.  I was planning on trying to find a yoga studio while I am here.  This has been hard to find, and now I know why.  Why do yoga, when you can Zumba!? 

P.S. And dinner was muito delicioso!  Baked beans with chicken and rice, and spices.  Nuno loves to cook and he has a machine called Bimby, in America it’s called Thermomix.  It can make any recipe you want.  He is obsessed with and after a few days I understand why.  It’s one of the best man gadgets.  If I could afford one I would buy one for my dad, for a mere $1,600 USD.  

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