Cristina's show was a blessing. Afterwards, we had to battle the crowds pushing in for autographs (these people were kind of vicious!), pack everything up, and only then got to snack on some cake and salty goodies. My dinner was atrocious: guaraná soft drink and a few fried things...we'd forgotten to eat before we got on the two hour bus ride, and then the church service lasted another three-plus hours. Thank the Lord that Cristina came via a van, which meant that we all hitched rides with her until we came to somewhere with a bus that actually went to our home. On the way, I offered my extra bed to Rô, who lives even father away and wouldn't have gotten home until three or four am. Then we find out that the cute couple from São Paulo in the back seat is planning on trying to find his aunt's house in a dangerous part of Centro to spend the night at. The only problem is that she doesn't know they're even in the city, let alone that they're coming to sleep there...so we called his parents collect on a cell phone to tell them that we were putting them up for the night at my place. His mom didn't believe us, so we had to put Cristina on the phone and after she sung into the receiver, we had her attention! So I had every extra mattress in the house filled...and we all slept in one room, all slumber party style...it was fun! Best of all, they did the dishes in the morning.
It looks like it's going to rain, which would be a nice change of pace.
Pray for me when you think of me today. I need it.