Brazilian food is not what I expected

My host sister took me on a walk to the country club, which my family has a membership. She showed me the tennis and basketball quarts, the swimming pools, the gym, and the outdoor cat house. We aren't supposed to touch the cats because they might be feral. After the tour, we walked to my host grandmother's house for lunch; I met my host dad's side of the family, my Aunt and Uncle, and their two boys, twelve and nine years old. We ate beef stroganoff and fried cheese bread; they were both good. After lunch, my host sister went to swim practice, and My host dad took me to get a sim card for my phone so I could finally send texts (yay). We picked up my host sister and packed our bags to spend the night in Maringa, the next town over. My host sister had a swim meet there the next day. The drive was about an hour, and I saw new parts of the city and the farms that connected the two cities. When we arrived, the first thing we did was find a restaurant. My host family took me to one of their favorite restaurants that had a bunch of different restaurants in it. We sat down at a communal outdoor dining area with servers running through the tables, delivering different types of food. Our server gave us five menus from the different restaurants. All the servers worked for the different restaurants. My Host sister and I shared a tray of sushi, and my host parents ate something with pasta and meat. After Dinner, we walked around the restaurants and found a little dessert restaurant that served Brigadeiro, A ball of sweetened condensed milk and chocolate 4/10. Brazilian hotels are very different from American hotels. They have two twin beds, one TV, and a bathroom. You have to use the key to turn the lights on and off, and the blankets come wrapped in plastic so you can make your bed. We woke up around seven the next day and ate breakfast at the hotel. They served lots of different breads, jams, and fruits. I have learned that breakfast here is not as big a deal as American breakfasts. The swim meet was at the local college. It was hot and loud in the pool room, lots of children cheering for there friends. I met my host sister's teammates; they were all very friendly. The morning flew by as I watched people racing and standing around. I passed the time by taking a walk with my host mom, the pool room was so hot. She showed me around the college campus, and I got to see my first mango tree; it didn't have any fruit on it, but it was really cool to see where the mangos were starting to grow. I also got to see a banana tree; it had a bunch of bananas starting to grow, and it was swarming with black bees. After our walk my host mom bought me a snack at the concessions; it was basically an uncrustable, with cheese instead of peanut butter and jelly 4/10. A lot of Brazilian food consists of fried meat and cheese. We left around noon and headed to my youth exchange meeting. We stopped at a little shop on the highway to eat lunch and grab a pie, so I had something to bring to the meeting; I had a chicken empanada 6/10. The shop was cute. I saw a Ben and Jerry's freezer at the store entrance; I had no idea they were international. My youth exchange meeting was held on a farm with lots of banana trees and a couple of fields of, I'm not sure what. I arrived a little bit late and walked into everyone playing games. I was ushered to the center of the pavilion and made to answer a trivia question about a Brazilian fruit that looks green. I guessed mango, and that was the correct answer. After the game and a couple of classic icebreakers, we were sent to eat the food everyone brought, and I talked with the other exchange students for the first time. I saw Hailey again, and I caught up with her. I also met a few other people from America. It felt really good to talk like an American teenager again. After a couple of hours of talking and laughing, my host dad came to pick me up. My host sister was holding a going away party with all her friends and family. The party was held in a pavilion that my host parents rented for the night. The pavilion was in the middle of a small section of jungle in the middle of Londrina. We showed up around seven, and I met a few of my host sister's friends. They asked me a lot about America, such as if crumble cookies were good and if prom was anything like the movies. I left halfway through the party to meet my host uncles, golden retrievers.I miss my dog. I returned to the party with my host Aunt, Uncle, and Cousins. After returning to the party, I talked to my host sister's friends for a while. I found time to escape and explore nature for a bit. While sitting on a rock, a family of wild, hoary foxes made their way onto the path to look for food. I watched them for what felt like forever; they ran back into the jungle when I finally moved. Around ten at night, we all left to return home. My host sister and a few of her friends went for a sleepover, and I got a night of piece.

Banana Tree

Wild Hoary Fox