Wednesday 21 December 2011

A Gringo in Belo Horizonte

Two days ago, the title of my blog became a reality.  I finally arrived in Brazil, and despite some difficulties, I made it to Belo Horizonte.  My parents drove me from Raymond at about 7 in the morning - my first flight was supposed to leave at 1:15pm, but it ended up being closer to 2:30.  The next flight, from Toronto to Sao Paulo - it also ended up being late - we arrived about 40 minutes late - and with a 90 minute layover, that just was not enough.  I'm very lucky that I have a very good friend here in Brazil - she helped me calm down, and waited at the Belo Horizonte airport - she ended up waiting at least 6 hours!

Now that I am here, I am starting to like the place, but I feel very much like a lost child.  The city is huge compared to what I am used to, and VERY busy.  My Portuguese definitely needs much work too.  However, I am currently staying with a lady who is a member of the LDS church - and she speaks very little English, but is very friendly, so I will get a lot of practice.  I am also very lucky - she works at a Brazilian barbecue restaurant, so I have gotten to eat some very good food.

My friend has taken me shopping a couple of times, and has been good enough to cook for me, so I definitely am very lucky - I'm very well taken care of right now (so Mom, quit worrying).  Right now, I am letting my body catch up.  The trip here was very demanding - I had a lot of heavy luggage, and had to do a lot more running around the airport than was expected, so my body is demanding I compensate it with lots of rest.  Soon however, I want to take some time, and do some walking around the neighbourhood, so I can get used to it.

The weather here is definitely much different.  It was raining quite a bit when I arrived, but the rain here is not at all like it is back in Alberta.  The rain was very warm and muggy.  Even now that it is sunny, the humidity is far beyond what I'm used to.  A word to any potential visitors - bring lots of short sleeved shirts!  And plan on staying at least a week to make the airport experience worth it!

The food.  I haven't had very much yet, but I had my first fresh mango, and fresh passion fruit!  I also found something every bit as good as Guarana Antartica... Mate Couro!


Anyhow, I'm off to relax!  Ate mais!

Sunday 4 December 2011

Musicas... de novo! Que surpresa!

Sei que eu ja disse que nao vou escrever mais sobre musicas, mas mudei minha mente.  Hoje a noite, gostaria escrever sobre musicas mais velhas do que eu.  Gosto muito de "rock" moderno e um pouco de "heavy metal" mas gosto de musicas quem influenciou as musicas mais modernas... e musicas mais calmas tambem.

A primeira musica e You Better Run por os Young Rascals - e uma musica dos anos 60's:



A segunda musica e por os Monkees.  Nao sei quantas musicas dos anos 60's chegaram no Brasil, mas com certeza, acho que os Monkees devem ter.  Entao, Listen to the Band: (tem uma traducao http://letras.terra.com.br/monkees/388239/traducao.html)


Gosto do guitar nestas musicas.  Acho que estas bandas influneciaram as musicas de rock hoje.

Gosto muito de um cantor, Jim Croce. E horivel que ele morreu bem jovem.  A maioria das musicas deles sao mais calmas.  Ele teve muito talento, e um voz bem lindo.  Aqui, a sua musica - Operator (a traducao: http://letras.terra.com.br/jim-croce/9132/traducao.html)


Gosto algumas musicas de um outro cara com um voz bonito.  O John Denver teve um voz muito bom, mas infelizmente, ele morreu cedo demais tambem.  Aqui esta uma musica com uma traducao.  http://letras.terra.com.br/john-denver/10454/traducao.html


Agora, acho que precisamos de uma musica mais barulhento.  Voces sabem o Iron Butterfly?  Ele era a primeira banda de heavy metal.  Esta musica e In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida.  Deve ser "In the Garden of Eden" (no jardim do Eden) mas por causa de alcool, e este nome.  O escritor tentou dizer o nome, mas ele esta bebado, e os outros ouvi "In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida" e o nome ficou.  http://letras.terra.com.br/iron-butterfly/453490/traducao.html


Quero colocor aqui uma musica mais nova.  Alguem conhece a banda The Cars?  Esta musica e Tonight She Comes.  http://letras.terra.com.br/the-cars/662522/traducao.html


A maioria destas musicas sao mais velhas do que eu, mas cresci escutando estas musicas.  Tambem, eles influenciam as musicas de hoje.  Devo esuctar musicas com mais frequencia, estou mais feliz quando eu faco isso.

Obrigado por ler meu blog de novo.  A proxima vez, prometo que vou escrever sobre alguma coisa diferente!

Sunday 20 November 2011

After a long absence... it's almost time to leave!

It's been too long since I've written in my blog - this one will have to be a quickie, but better an inadequate post than nothing, right?

I'm down to the final crunch right now.  I have 10 work days left, and my plane leaves for Brasil 28 days from now.  Yesterday, I managed to make one last pilgrimage to my favourite Brazilian restaurant.  Well, I'm not sure if it's the last one, I might try for one more.  After all, I have to say a proper goodbye to the Brazilian food in Canada before I say hello to the Brazilian food in Brasil.

Christmas is going to be different than any other I've experienced.  Because I'm leaving before Christmas, my family will be celebrating next week, on November 25th.  Then, on December 24th, (when Brazilians have their big celebration) I get to do it all again.  My friend Natalia has been kind enough to invite me to spend Christmas with her and her family - and as such, provide me with my baptism by fire.  I'll be surrounded by 40 or so Brazilians, most of whom I understand don't speak any English.  I've got a pretty good idea that Natalia isn't going to bail me out and translate for me either - but I think it's better that way - I need to start speaking the language some time, right?  I've also been told that I'll eat until I'm sick - well, if I have to be sick, at least I get to enjoy making it happen!

New Years is going to be something else too!  I'm going to spend nearly a week in Rio de Janeiro with my friend for New Years.  Any of you who know the song The Girl from Ipanema, Ipanema beach is in Rio.


If I had to pick a foreign location for New Years Eve, I think Rio would have to be it.  The Brazilians have many charming qualities about them - and knowing how to celebrate is definitely one of the ones that they are famous for.  Here's a clip from Reveillon no Rio (New Years in Rio):


Now, I need to hurry up and prepare.  Sensible shoes.  Presents for a handful of people in Brasil.  Clothing that I won't bake in.  Packing.  That's enough on its own, but I also need to quickly spend some time with the people I'm leaving behind.  A month - or two weeks after I'm done work - is not enough time to say goodbye to people.  Hopefully some of the important people will find their way to this blog, and know that I've got them in mind.

Even with all the celebrating aside, I am quite eager to go.  I think this will be a great opportunity for me learn and grow as a person.  I've lived in a foreign country before, but the LDS church took care of all the details for me - failure to make the transition and survive in France was never a real danger.  I've got friends to help me out as I transition to Brasil, but this will also be an opportunity for me to stand on foreign soil, and be responsible for my own success.  I will also get to spend time with a people that I am already starting to admire.  Brasil has plenty of its own problems, as any third world country does.  But for all the things that we have, that they don't, Brazilians seem to know how to be happy and generous people.  While I have definitely known some generous Canadians and Americans, the great wealth we have does not seem to lend itself well to generosity, and the people who can most afford generosity often seem to have the least of it.

I am also looking forward to the opportunity that Brasil presents me to stand on my own in my religion.  In Southern Alberta, it's always easy to be surrounded by other LDS members.  In France, I was never far from other missionaries.  Brasil has plenty of members of my faith for those who choose to look, but being surrounded by members won't be something automatic.  I am also really looking forward to learning more about God and religion from people of other faiths.  I have already made friends with Brazilians who are not LDS, and it is refreshing to see how strong and firm they are in their beliefs.  In particular, I'd like to mention my friend Talita, and my friend Jessica - I'm very impressed by how important your religious beliefs are to you!  I am sure that I will also be presented with many challenges to my faith, but I hope and pray that I will be equal to every challenge.

Well, as I have 2 weeks of work left before I leave, I suppose I should go to bed, and get some semblance of sleep.  But on a less serious note - my friends, you have 1 month left to take me to dinner, and properly say your goodbyes!  However, I hope people will continue to stay in touch, and I will make sure to share my news and experiences here for everyone to see!

Ficam com Deus meus amigos.  Se cuidam e dormem bem!

Tchau tchau!

Sunday 9 October 2011

A Musica da Australia

Ola meus amigos!  Ja escrevei sobre a musica do Canada e a musica do Brasil.  Sou meio australiano, entao hoje, vou escrever sobre a musica da Australia.

A primeira banda e o Midnight Oil.  O Midnight Oil e uma banda bem contraversa e politica.  A banda toca musica ativista.  Nao sei suficiente sobre as questoes para formar uma opinao, mas gosto da musica ainda.  Esta cancao e chamado Beds are Burning (Camas estao Ardendo).  E sobre o deslocamento dos aborigenes australianos.




Nao escuto muito ao banda ACDC, mas esta banda e australiana tambem, entao vou colocar um video dela tambem.  "You Shook Me All Night Long":




Uma banda que gosto muito - Men at Work (homens ao trabalho).  Esta musica e Down Under (em ingles, nos chamos a Australia The Land Down Under).  Se voces nao podem entender as letras, nao liga nao - o sotaque australiano e bem diferente!




Nao posso falar sobre a musica da Australia e nao mencionar INXS.  Para meus amigos que nao falam ingles, o nome INXS soa como as palavras "in excess" - em excesso.  A musice a "Need You Tonight" (preciso de voce hoje a noite).




Agora, uma banda loira - A Flock of Seagulls (um bando de gaivotas).  Durante o movimento gotico, eles nao tevem cabelos pretos, eles pintarem o cabelol de loiro.  A musica e "I Ran" (eu corri).




Uma band mais recente e Wolfmother (lobo mae).  Ele soa um pouco como um Led Zepplin moderno.  Esta musica e Woman.




Agora, so uma outra banda.  Meu banda prefira da Australia e Crowded House (casa lotada).  Com frequencia, escuto musica barulhenta, mas gosto de Crowded House porque e mais calma.  Esta musica e "Fall at Your Feet" (caio aos seus pes).




Obrigado por lendo... prometo que meu proximo post nao sera sobre musica!

Abracos!

Saturday 24 September 2011

A Musica do Canada

Meu post anterior era sobre a musica do Brasil, entao hoje, vou compartilhar umas musicas do Canada.  Estou aprendendo muito sobre a cultura brasileira escutando a musica do Brasil.  Entao, outros podem aprender sobre a cultura canadense na mesma maneira se eles querem.

A primeira cancao que quero compartilhar e All Hell for a Basement por Big Sugar.  Esta cancao e sobre meu estado, Alberta.  Ele disse que a Alberta tem "todo o inferno para um porao".  Ele estava falando sobre a industria de petroleo e gasolina, mas poderia significar outras coisas sobre o estado.  Esse estado tem muitos ricos, e muitos empregos.  Mas, com frequencia, povo vem aqui, e descobrir que os empregos que sao disponivel sao bem dificil, e tambem que e bem dificil ser pobre neste estado.  O estado poderia ser um paraiso... ou poderia ser um inferno.




A proxima cancao e por o Gordon Lightfoot.  Ele e um cantor dos anos 60's e 70's.  Ele canta ainda, mas nao e tao bem conhecido agora.  Esta cancao e The Canadian Railroad Trilogy.  E sobre o Canada antes a ferrovia, e sobre os trabalhadores que construiram a ferrovia.  Acho que o Canada tem muitas coisas em comum com o Brasil.  Os dois sao bem jovems, MUITO grandes, e os dois foram contruidos por muitos homens e mulheres duros de trabalho.




A proxima cancao, nao tenho uma historia sobre ela.  Na verdade, normalmente, nao gosto muito desta tipa de cancao - mas gosto disso.  A cantor e K-os.  Ele e canadense, mas nao sei muito sobre ele.  Mas, a cancao esta aqui - "todos os dias sao a noite do sabado, mas nao posso esperar por a manha do domingo":




Agora, vou compartilhar um video da minha banda favorita.  A cancao e Nobody's Hero por Rush.  "Ele e o heroei de ninguem" - e uma cancao que diz que os herois reais sao as pessoas quem faz coisas importantes... os medicos, nao os atores... a policia... nao os jogadores de esportes... como isso.




Agora... uma cancao favorita - Napoleon Sheds His Skin por Red Rider.  Depois, vou compartilhar uma mais famosa.




Esta segunda cancao por Red Rider esta chamado White Hot.  Foi famosa nos 80's.  Rsrsrs... sim, sou um pouco velho.




Talvez ja compartilhei demais, mas quero compartilhar uma mais.  Esta banda e The Tragically Hip.  A banda e velha, mas muito famosa aqui.  A cancao e Ahead by a Century.  E uma cancao linda.  E sobre um homem quem sempre decepcione a mulher na vida dele.  The Tragically Hip era bem importante no mundo da musica canadense.




Entao, compartilhei umas musicas canadenses... espero que voces gostam!

Wednesday 14 September 2011

The Music of Brazil

It's been a long time since I wrote in my blog, so I've decided it's time to do so tonight.  This time, it will be in English, so the folks I'm leaving behind in a few months can follow along.  In the future, I hope to write a little more frequently - especially once I'm actually there.

As the title so succinctly says, I'm writing about the music of Brazil - I'll even include youtube videos for those who are curious.  However - I'm not even scratching the surface of Brazilian music.  There's so much of it that I haven't acclimatized my tastes to, or that I haven't even heard yet.  That said, music is a GREAT way to learn a language, and more importantly, start to experience a culture.  Sometimes, because you need to think and pay more attention to a song in a foreign language, you can even find deeper meaning in foreign language songs than you can in music in your native language.

So, the first song - interestingly enough, while the band is Brazilian, the lyrics are in English.  The band is Legiao Urbana, one of the biggest bands to have come from Brazil.  The song is called Mariane.  I think the reason I like this song so much is that it brings to mind some experiences that were quite significant in my life at the time they were happening.  I'm sure others can find their own ways to relate to this song as well.  And here it is:




Now, since I brought attention to one of their several English language songs, in all fairness, I have to show Legiao Urbana in the fullness of their Portuguese language glory.  This one's called Geracao Coca-Cola.  I'm sure a lot of people my age can relate to the "Generation Coca-Cola" - we definitely are quite a unique generation.  Maybe some day, I'll devote a whole post to this song, and what it means - but not today - I definitely wouldn't do it justice!

Capital Inicial is another band I quite enjoy - the lead singer has a certain quality to his voice that brings life to the music.  They are also one of the biggest bands to come from Brazil.  I have found watching their live performances to be quite entertaining.  I've heard stories of women trying to run on stage to grab onto their favourite male singer before - I have even seen a video clip or two.  But never had I seen the like of what this man has had to go through.  At one point, during one of his performances, I saw not one... not two... not even three women simultaneously rush the stage and grab onto him. There were FIVE of them.

Anyhow, I have to admit that this song rings true sometimes.  "Eu quero sempre mais que ontem, eu quero sempre mais que hoje, eu quero sempre mais do que posso ter!" - I always want more than yesterday, I always want more than today, I always want more than I can have!  Here it is:




One thing that has greatly surprised me about Brazilian music is that - I like country music!  No, I still hate North American country music - but Brazilian country music is acceptable.  Even quite enjoyable.  My first example of that - Victor and Leo.  And once again, the song I'm posting has some personal meaning for me.  The gist of it is, the gal abused and despised the one man who valued her most - so now, it's "It's okay, I'm already done and the time has passed - good luck to you!"  Good song, by guys with great voices - Boa Sorte Pra Voce!




Now, I will share one more song.  It's by another country artist.  This one, I shall call The Belo Horizonte Heartbreak.  Her voice is beautiful, and so is she.  And she's not married.  However, any dreams that may come of this fact were horribly shattered when my friend thought it would be funny to tell me that she would have a better chance with Paula Fernandes than I would.  Yes Natalia - you are aboslutely hilarious :P  Paula Fernandes it seems is not interested in the company of men.  But, all the same, she has an incredible voice, and great music.  Here it is, Jeito de Mato:




Now, I need to continue exploring the world of Brazilian music - it is definitely a very enjoyable way to learn the language!

Sunday 28 August 2011

Para os meus amigos brasileiros...


Para os meus amigos brasileiros, aqui no Canada, nos tivemos um politico chamado Jack Layton. Ele fez muitos mudancas para o clima politico, mas ele sofria de cancer. No dia 20 de agosto, ele sabia que ele teve que morrer bem logo, entao ele escrevou uma carta para os membros do partido politico dele, e para todos os canadenses. Dois dias mais tarde, ele morreu na idade de 61 anos. Eu gostaria de compartilhar um parte da carta dele:

Os meus amigos, o amor e melhor do que raiva. A esperanca e melhor do que medo. O otimismo e melhor do que desespero. Entao, vamos ser amorosos, esperancosos, e otimistas. E vamos mudar o mundo.

Nao respeito muitos politicos, mas esta mes, acho que o meu pais perdeu um homen incrivel. Espero que a gente pode aprender com ele.

                                                        O Jack Layton, sentimos sua falta.
18/07/1950 – 22/08/2011

Sunday 31 July 2011

O tempo e cedo, mas nao e cedo suficiente!

Agora, e Domingo da noite.  Eu ja fiz 2 semanas de ferias, mas amanha, eu tenho que voltar ao meu trabalho.  Estava gostando de minhas ferias, mas agora, eu estou olhando pra o tempo quando eu posso ir ao Brasil.  Se eu nao tenho problemas em obtendo meu visto, so tem 5 meses ate eu vou.  Nao e muito tempo, mas as vezes, acho que e tempo demais!  Eu ja esperei mais que um ano e meio, nao quero esperar mais!  Mas a paciencia e uma virtude, ne?  Eu me pergunto quanto tempo leva para aprender essa virtude?

Hoje, estou com ansiedade.  Ao meu trabalho, tem muitas coisas ruins.  Mas, estou sofrindo em silencio, porque tenho que ganhar dinheiro, e nao tenho meu visto ainda.  Estou cansado de nepotismo, mentirosos, mulherengos, e gerentes que abusam os funcionarios.  Estou cansado de uma empresa que proclama que ela tem uma missao sagrada, mas funciona sem honestidade.

Minha dificuldade mais grande e que a empresa tem produitos que funcionam bem.  Esses produitos ajudam muitas pessoas com doencas mentais.  Eu era um cetico antes, mas eu vi pessoas que ganham suas vidas de novo por causa desses produitos.  Mas acho que e bem desagradavel recomendando produitos de uma empresa como isso.  Mas, talvez eu tenho que esquecer meu orgulho.  Talvez um pouco de bom poder vir desse mal.  Espero!

Estou esperando que posso obter meu visto bem logo.  Eu vi muitas coisas ruins - estes coisas aconteceram pra outras pessoas, o maioria nao aconteceram pra mim.  Mas se algumas coisas acontecem pra mim, eu quero o poder de parar - o poder de sair.  Eu nao tenho um ilusao que meu proximo emprego sera perfeito, mas espero que o proximo sera sem esse corupcao!  Ja fiz muitos trabalhos... alguns bem dificil, mas acho que isso e o mais desagradavel.

Mas - o tempo e bem cedo!  Talvez eu posso esperar!

Saturday 23 July 2011

Magic Beans!

In my post earlier today, I mentioned family gatherings, and that got me to thinking about one of the other things that I am eager to experience in Brazil.  The food!  I have already sampled Brazilian food, although not as it is meant to be as Brazilian ingredients are hard to come by in Canada.  However, I have tried enough to decide that Brazilians know what cooking is all about.  I decided this when I tried something called feijoada.



Feijoada is a black bean stew.  Yes, that lowly, boring, disgustingly bland black bean.  Or at least that's what I thought it was until I tried feijoada.  It's a very heavy, very tasty dish, although what I have had is supposed to fall short of what can be done in Brazil.  My friend Priscilla has already told me that when I am there, I need to go to her mother's place, and taste what a really good feijoada is like.

Rice and beans are a staple in Brazil, and I am happy to find out that I like them.  However, Brazilian food is not all about rice and beans.  I have fallen in love with churrasco.  That's Brazilian barbecue.  Now, you might say that barbecue is wonderful, but really - how good could it be?  And how different could Brazilians really make their barbecue?

One of my friends had a story to tell about this.  She lived in Utah for a time.  She got invited to a barbecue, and she happily went.  Well, first the hamburgers were brought out, but she decided to wait for the rest of the food to come.  And she waited.  And she waited.  And she waited some more.  Then, she realized that there was no more food in sight, and the hamburgers were starting to disappear.  What she had to say to me was "You North Americans don't know barbecue!"



I have realized that despite not being in Brazil yet, I have become very spoiled.  I had a chance to go to a Brazilian churascuria, The Bolero this past Thursday, and came away disappointed.  Not because the food was bad, it was actually fairly good - I would have considered it a real treat a year ago.  But no, I've already had better.  The fire roasted pineapple was incredible and delicious, as were the slices of roast pineapple with ice cream.  However, the feijoada left something to be desired, and the meats were under seasoned, and were all quite rare.  Not just a little rare.  Not medium rare.  RARE rare.  I know some people love this, but it just didn't appeal to me.  However, what really disappointed me was the lack of Portuguese.  It's a Brazilian steakhouse, and yet when I asked if there were any Portuguese speakers, I was told that maybe there are in the kitchen, but otherwise no.  Listening to the music they had playing, at least some of it was in Spanish too.  I guess for your average diner looking for something different, they won't notice the difference, or even care - but it just took some of the excitement out of the evening for me.  Oh, and no chicken hearts!  Hey, don't know them until you've tried them - they're delicious!

Fortunately, I'm going back to my favourite churrascuria this coming Wednesday.  Gaucho Brazilian Barbecue does it right.  The meat is more well done, although you can ask for a piece of the center if you like yours rare.  It's seasoned the way it should be.  And they have chicken hearts.  I'm also looking forward to the Guarana - a delciously fruity soft drink.


I think I may have to order some pao de queijo - a delicious bread roll with cheese throughout it - nothing like we have here.  And I think I will have to finish the evening off with sorvete de coco com abacaxi assado - coconut icecream with barbecued pineapple.

Anyone else want to go to Brazil with me?

Hoquei, Futebol, and Other Greatness

Ever since I decided that I want to move to Brazil, I have wondered what I would do without hockey to keep me happy.  One of my Brazilian friends was kind enough to track down  some hockey leagues in Brazil for me... and I've toyed with the idea of taking equipment with me, and convincing my friends to try playing with me.

After playing tonight, I'm not so sure if I will miss hockey.  But - I already know it's just a phase, and by next weekend I will want to play again.  Tonight, my lack of affection toward my favourite game comes from a sore hip.  I'm not sure if I sprained the muscles in my hip, or if it just needs a day or two to heal, but what I think my hip is trying to tell me is that I need to realize that I'm 32 years old, overweight, and not built like a goalie.  That's right.  I play goalie - and anyone who knows me well knows that I am NOT built to move like a goalie.  For my friends who are less acquainted with hockey, I'll post a video.  Now bear in mind - I'm playing ball hockey, not ice hockey - and I'm not Tim Thomas (the guy in the video).  But I'm sure anyone who watches will wonder what on earth possesses Bryan to make him think he can play that kind of game!


Yes folks - that's the kind of game and position I play, although much more clumsily, and with a lot less flexibility.

But... all that aside, I have realized that whether or not I take hockey with me, there will definitely be sports fanaticism to be had.  In reality, I think the Brazilians take it even farther than we do.  I've heard of people skipping work and school to see the Stanley Cup finals, but I've heard of whole companies and school classes being unattended for World Cup Futebol games.

I can't say that I really understand soccer beyond a very elementary level.  I'm not even sure if I like it.  But I already know what team I cheer for.  GALO!!!!  My team was chosen for me, but I like the choice.  I cheer for Atletico Mineiro, Os Galos, or The Roosters!


I am eager to experience the Brazilian sports culture, and learn more about it.  I am eager to go to friends' houses, and see their families get together and cheer for their teams.

On that note, that's something else that I want to see.  My extended family has always been quite close although increasing years and miles between us has eroded some of that closeness.  Still, we can pick up like old friends again.  That seems to be an oddity here in Canada, but it seems to be quite normal in Brazil.  I enjoy that kind of closeness, and I want to see it first hand.  I feel very privileged to have friends that want to take me to family gatherings so that I can get to know their aunts and uncles and cousins and parents.  Those welcoming arms are going to be very important when I find myself thousands of kilometers away from home.

I think I have chosen the right place to go to.  Any strange new country can be a hard place to go to, but I am learning that Brazilians can be very affectionate people.  Well, unless you're cheering against their futebol team of course.  So hockey or not, I will be going to a place with great new experiences, both sports and cultural, and wonderful new people and friends.

In the meantime, I'm going to rest this injured hip, and get ready for next weekend's craziness.  GALOOOOO!!!

Tuesday 19 July 2011

Esta em todo lugar que voce quer estar.

Por favor me perdoe - estou tentando traduzir meu texto ingles, mas e bem dificil pra mim!

Entao - esta em todo lugar que voce quer estar.  Isso e uma frase da empresa Visa.  Hoje, quero falar sobre um outro "Visa" (a palavra inglesa) - o visto de residento temporario.  Para as pessoas que nao sabem, para entrar o Canada, com poucos excecoes, voce precisa de um visto.  Por isso, voce tem que lidar com Imigracao Canada.

Em teoria, nao e um problema.  Voce prenchar formularios, tem uma carta-convite, talvez um ou dois outros documentos, e tudo bem, ne? A teoria e boa, mas em verdade, ele nao sempre funciona como isso.

Para illustrar isso, minha amiga brasileira aplicou para obter um visto para me visitar no Canada.  Ela e professora, ela teve dinheiro no banco, e uma carta-convite autenticada - esta carta indicou que eu convidei-la, que ela ficaria por um tempo definido, que as despesas delas ja foram pagados.  E obvio que ela deveria obter o visto, ne?  Nao exactamente.  Ela foi rejeitado, por causa ela poderia imigrar ilegalmente.  Imigracao ilegal e um problema, e paises devem se guardar contro isso,  Mas, eu nao entendo como ela e um risco.  Como professora, acho que ela poderia ganhar mais dinheiro e tem uma melhor qualidade da vida do que se ela imigrou e trabalhou aqui ilegalmente.  Talvez o Brasil nao e pais rico, mas a economia esta crescendo, e ela e uma profissional.

Entao, isso foi a primeira vez que nos tentamos obter o visto dela.  Nos tentamos uma segunda vez, com a ajuda de um advogado.  Nao sei quando os formularios chegaram ao consulado Canadense, mas acho que se o visto chegou amanha, significa que o consulado teve-los ao menos 15 dias de negocio.  O padrao de servico dele e 5-10 dias de negocio.  Nosso advogado tentou conversar com o consulado por email - faz uma semana, mas nao tem uma resposta ainda.  Minha amiga tentou telefonar o consulado, mas as vezes, ela foi em espera por muito tempo... outras, o consulado nao atendou o telefone.

Bom, por razoes obvias, estou com raiva ao consulado, mas existem outras implicacoes tambem.  Imagine sendo um Canadense no Brasil, tendo uma emergencia, e o consulado nao atende o telefone ou diga que voce tem que esperar.  Bem, tem pessoas que acham que isso e normal com o governo, mas eu falei com o consulado geral do Brasil em Vancouver muitas vezes, e ele nunca fiz isso.  O Canada e suposto ser um pais primeiro no primeiro mundo, mas o consulado e uma piada!  Espero que isso desafia ideas sobre o Canda e o Brasil.

Tenho um outra problema com isso.  Canada e suposto ser um pais bem acolhedor - um lugar dos sonhos de turistas.  Nos somos uma nacao polido e amigavel. Esse imagem e inseguro por causa destes accoes do nosso governo.  Minha amiga pode pensar disso como sorte mal, mas ela sentou tratado como uma criminal, uma pessoa indesejavel.  Concordo com ela.  O dinheiro turista e bem importante para o Canada, mas quem vai querer ir a um pais que trate-lo como um cidadao da teirca categoria do mundo, e humilhar-lo?  Tambem, acho que e ofensivo que o unico recurso e tentar de novo, ou ir ao tribuno.  Nao ha uma responsabilidade para os cidadoes ou as pessoas de outros paises que querem visitar amigos e familia, e gastar dinheiro.

Bem, agora que eu reclamei muito, por cause desta experiencia, tem ansiedade sobre meu visto enquanto estou me preparar para viajar ao Brasil.  Entretanto, eu estou encorajado, porque parece que o consulado Brasileiro funciona melhor do que o consulado Canadense.  Com certeza, pessoas da America do Nord se aproveitam dos Brasileiros, mas parece que o governo nao vai assumir que uma pessoa e criminal sem razao.  So espero que vou tiver sorte, e que o governo vai me tratar como isso.

Obrigado pelo lendo meu blog!  Sei que esse post foi longa!

It's everywhere you want to be!

It's everywhere you want to be - that's Visa's slogan.  However, I would like to talk about another kind of Visa. The Temporary Resident Visa.  For those who don't know, if you are a foreign citizen, and you want to visit Canada, unless you are from a select group of countries, you need a visa to even set foot in the country.  This means that you will have to deal with Immigration Canada.

Now, in theory, this shouldn't be a big deal.  You fill out a form, get a letter and a couple  of documents, and you're good to go, right?  The theory is great, but in practice, it doesn't always end that way.

To illustrate the point, my friend applied for a visa to come visit from Brazil.  She is a full time teacher, she had money in her account, and a notarized letter from myself indicating that she was invited to stay for a set period of time, and that her expenses were already taken care of.  Should be a no-brainer, right?  Well, no, not quite.  Her visa was rejected on the grounds that she was a threat to immigrate illegally.  Now, illegal immigration does happen, and a country does need to protect itself from this threat.  To this day however, I fail to understand how someone with a recognized, trained profession, from a country with one of the fastest growing economies in the world, is a threat to immigrate illegally.  Brazil may not be the richest of countries, but a teacher is bound to make more money and have a higher quality of life there than an illegal immigrant working under the table here in Canada.

So, that was the first attempt at the visa.  We tried again, this time with the assistance of a lawyer.  I don't know for sure when the application actually made it to the Canadian consulate, but based on what I know, I am guessing that if the response were to arrive tomorrow, it would mean that the consulate held onto the application for at least 15 business days, probably more.  Their standard of service is 5 to 10 business days.  Our lawyer has attempted to correspond with them through their official email address - we have waited a week without response.  My friend has tried to call the consulate, and they would either put her on hold for excessive periods of time, or not even answer the phone.

Now, this story does greatly anger and bother me for the obvious reason, but there are other serious implications here.  Imagine being a Canadian citizen in a foreign country, and getting into trouble.  What are you supposed to do?  You are supposed to contact your consulate.  What if your situation is an emergency, and you get put on hold, or worse yet, you can't even get the consulate to pick up the phone?  Now, people may say that this is a normal occurrence for a government office, however I have had to contact the Brazilian consulate in Vancouver several times, and they have never put me on hold, and they have always answered the phone.  Brazil has a reputation for being a corrupt third world country, and yet they are doing the job right.  Canada is supposed to be one of the most advanced countries in the world, and yet it doesn't.  This should challenge some notions about both Brazil and Canada, and should raise concerns over how our country is being run.

Another problem I have with this is that Canada is also supposed to be a very welcoming country - a place for tourists to dream about visiting.  We are a polite and friendly nation.  This image is threatened by this kind of behaviour from our immigration system.  My friend is willing to accept that she has just had a bad experience, but she has felt that she has been treated like a criminal, and I agree with her.  Tourist dollars are very important to our country, but who would want to go to a country that is going to embarrass them and treat them like 3rd rate citizens of the world?  I also find it offensive that the only recourse is to either apply again, or challenge the decision in court.  I would love to assume that these workers as a whole are trying their best to do a challenging job, but the reality is that they have no accountability to us the public, or to foreign citizens who wish to visit friends and family, and spend their money here.

Now that I've gotten all of that out of my system, this experience definitely leaves me nervous as I prepare to obtain my visa to Brazil.  However, I am encouraged by how much more functional their consulate in Vancouver appears to be.  Now, North Americans most definitely do go to Brazil, and take advantage of the citizens there, but the Brazilian government appears to be willing to trust that you will behave if they see no reason to think otherwise.  I just hope my luck holds, and I am treated the same way.

Well congratulations to anyone who read through my entire rant.  I'm long winded.  If I get motivated, I may try to post this giant wall of text in Portuguese too.

Before the Journey

Hello to anyone and everyone who cares to read my blog.

I've created this blog to be my own journal, but anyone who finds it interesting is more than welcome to read.  Most people who have been in touch with me over the past year know that I plan to go to Brazil.  Assuming my visa and planning works out, I should be there after Christmas 2011.  I may post in English, or Portuguese, or sometimes both.

I still have a lot to prepare, but thus far, I have began learning Portuguese, and have tried to immerse myself in the culture - as much as I can from small town Southern Alberta.  So far I have learned that black beans can taste incredible if Canadians aren't cooking them.  I have learned that North Americans don't know how to barbecue.  I have also learned that Brazilians are incredibly friendly, very helpful - and very bad with time.  The women are extremely gorgeous and affectionate - and VERY sick of Galinhas (you - know - that guy who goes from woman to woman, and after he's gotten what he wants, moves on to the next one).

Despite a reputation of corruption, they also run their consulates far better than we do ours - but that's a long story.  That's not to say that their offices don't have their own problems too - I applied for my Cadastro de Pessoas Fisicas (CPF) in January, and supposedly the  Secretariat hasn't received my application yet.  I might have to reapply when I'm there.

All told, I have been very impressed with what I have learned so far.  Brazil sure has some of it's own downsides, but it has a lot of great things about it too.  It seems to be a country with a lot of potential.  I am eager to go there, the learn, and to hopefully adjust to living there.  So far, I am lucky enough to have already made friends with some very kind people who will help me settle there.

But man, does 5 or 6 months seem like a VERY long time!