This audit is keeping us very busy this week. We've started working 13 hour days which means I don't get back to the hotel until after 9pm. Now, Brazil is one of those countries where it's common to eat really late. I just can't figure out how they can eat so late and still manage to wait two hours until they go to bed. And if they don't wait two hours, then how do they manage to stay so thin? Maybe it's good genes.
Last night I got back to the hotel at 9 and was famished so I decided a quick bowl of soup in the restaurant wouldn't kill me. I grabbed my book (I'm currently reading "Devil in the White City") so I'd have something to do while I sat there waiting and went down to the restaurant. The waiter came and took my order and I was sitting there nicely keeping to myself when the waiter brought over another girl and said something to her in Portuguese which she then translated to English as "The man over there would like to buy you a glass of wine. Would you prefer red or white?" I look over and sure enough the guy a few tables over is smiling and waving at me. Normally this would be quite flattering...except that this guy was over 50.
I still accepted because I can't turn down a free drink. Of course the guy took that as an invitation to come talk to me and told me his life story while I waited for my soup...and also while I ate it. This story included how much money he's making these days (which of course is a lot b/c what man would come over and tell me how broke he is after buying me a drink?), the brief affair he had with his 28 year-old former secretary, and how much he travels all over the world for his job. He also kept telling me that it was his last night and he would be leaving in the morning. I don't know if he was expecting me to say "hey baby, why do you let me show you a good time on your last night" or what but I just smiled and wished him a nice trip home.
I finally left the restaurant over an hour later thinking that getting soup was a bad idea b/c I was going to be exhausted the next day. While wine is a great way to help you sleep, it's not always easy to wake up in the morning after drinking it. So I went to the elevators to go up to my room and a huge group of people arrived from outside at the same time. I let them take the first elevator and waited for the second one. There was another guy waiting as well and it was THIS guy that I fell in love with. He saw my book and was like "the devil?" so I held it up so he could see the whole title and understand that I wasn't some sort of Satan worshipping freak. We talked briefly about the book. Meanwhile the elevator arrived and I'm staying on the second floor so it was a short trip up together. No time to ask "what's your name?", "want to have dinner tomorrow?", let alone "will you marry me?". All I really know about him is that he speaks English and is staying on the 6th floor.
A random fact about Sao Paulo is that it has the second highest population of Japanese people in the world. Can you guess where the highest population is? I haven't figured out why the Japanese people chose Sao Paulo. I mean, it's a great city but it's not really in a close proximity to Japan. I guess that's just another one of life's little mysteries...or something like that.
I think that's all I have to report for this week. Keep your fingers crossed that I run into the love of my life again in the hotel. Maybe this time on the way down to dinner! Though it's random, I always try to remember how I meet people so that if I do end up marrying them, I know what to tell my kids. If it were this guy, I could say "We met in front of an elevator...". Maybe not the most exciting story but I have a good imagination and I could spruce it up a bit.
Only one more day of work until the 3 day weekend--for me at least! :) I hope you all have a wonderful weekend!
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