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First days in Ijuí

here once a few pictures of my stay:

My 8sqm Empire (although are 2 beds in it, but I do only live in this room)

My room seen from above

... and do not forget: my office;)

One of the two baths for the girls

The lounge of the girls

... with kitchen for self catering on Saturday evenings and Sunday

The board also has a private area for the boys, of whom live here much longer here than girls.

The lady Dona Use, who leads the board for 20 years, is of German descent and speaks some German, but not too good. Why is that that has its own history: in their parents' house was only speaking German Ilse, and so learned to school age otherwise than German. Now teaching in the school was in Portuguese and it was sitting in first class for now. The following year she was lucky and had a teacher who also spoke German and its very help. At that time, she vowed never again to speak German because the language had made her life so difficult. Many years later, Ilse was then looking for a job and applied in a bakery in the city, wanted to work in each. In the interview the boss asked if they also German speaking, and since they have to say no, unfortunately. She did just about everything was still and talking, but not fluently ...

Dona Ilse and her husband are very nice, how to assess their two daughters, I do not really know which are somehow not quite as open and friendly, but this may be because they are simple almost all their lives accustomed to the comings and goings of people in the board and thus make the individual person is not too much, especially since I'm also only 2 months remain.

On Sunday afternoon I got together with Tati then a bit to know the city, the quiet MUCH and is safer than Horizonte Campinas or Belo. Here the houses have even fences, but found much lower than in Campinas and so far I've still no electric fence or barbed wire can. On the wide, as in the U.S. always nice to each other at right angles of streets is relatively little going on and the drivers sometimes even notice the zebra stripes! :) And in general allows the size of the city is also so well done to how it all on foot, even if it is for even a little bit on the road and uphill and down has to run, but in the end it did not take longer than if one half hour or more by bus must travel to reach the center.

So I hope this can be self-employed than in Campinas, where I was very often and especially in the evening to rely on people who had a car.

Joa and today (Monday) morning we went go directly: At 9 clock brought me my present manager Walter Frantz, who lives just 50 meters from the Pensao off, and we went to UNIJUÍ ( where you need to walk from my Pensao only about 20 minutes). A better manager than Walter, who obtained his doctorate in Germany, and therefore speaks fluent German (although he tries to speak Portuguese with me, then falls in between but every now and then back into German), I would hardly can meet. He knows a lot of people that have to do in the region with soy, so that the contacts will be of socializing with interviewees probably not a problem:) That makes me very ever!

At the UNIJUI I then Uli (Ulrich alias Dressel) met the people who is responsible to the University for Foreigners ... and also speaks fluent German. Well, actually he is in fact also a German. His father was a pastor who had come to a missionary to Brazil and stayed here because even 15 years. During this time, Uli was born and is therefore grew up in Brazil and when his family went back to Germany, Brazil could not easily forgotten and has been for 20 years then decided to come back. Today he considers himself more as Brazilians as a German. He still has both citizenships, but would also give his German. Despite that he feels like a Brazilian, but rather noted the German influence. Uli is a really nice and helpful person, but somehow very distant, what else by the Brazilians is not as usual (where are the people here but a trace more distant than in parts of Brazil, where I spent most of my last stay I).

Well, Uli and I were then also controlled the organizational stuff, which meant, above all, to see how I get access to the university library, because I'm not an official student enrolled UNIJUI, but got there just only one supervisor. But fortunately there's indeed something like guest access cards. Costs R $ 30 per semester (about 10 €), again R $ 5 to make make the map (so again just under 2 €) and a little leg work: First, the library desk to generally time to ask, then one by the magazine archive and a Office sent through to a lady who explained the whole thing with a guest account and says, that one has to fill in the first place, the Internet as a form and send it off. So back in Ulis office, filled out the form and sent it ... did not work. After several attempts then call the lady. Instructions: Print the whole thing and come back to her. So back to the library, through the newspaper archives and the office to the office this lady. The press then a 2 payment instructions in the manual (one for the 30 and once for 5 reais), with which one goes to fund the university, again, as well as Uli's office, located in a different part of the main building. So to checkout, money and then pull the trigger with the receipts again all Way back to the lady, the one then says that the card is completed within 2 days to be. Beleza *.

The disadvantage of my guest map: I can therefore only in the library in, but can not check out books. That would theoretically also, but I would need again a letter from any teacher and in the end is my "work" in the Pensao's not as big and practical and a bit of exercise is so good, so I've decided to me save me the effort and then often times prefer to walk the university campus in an entrepreneurial and work in the library.

The Monday afternoon began after the lunch in the Pensão so that I Uli, who in their own words at the moment not so awful lot of work, a private tour of the Museu Antropológico Diretor Pestana Fidene that only 5 minutes walk from the Pensão is admitted. This small museum, where Uli is involved in any way with, tells the history of the region, ranging from the Indians, the first settlers, the back-and-forth of the region as part of I think Paraguay, and then again Brazil, the Jesuit Missions (to evangelize the "Sete Povos [ssetschi pohwos, 7 nations], founded by the Jesuits at the local Indians, and civilize them by ruthless in front of the Bandeirantes, to protect the Indians love to go on killing or taking as slaves) and finally the settlement of the region by Europeans, especially German, Italian and Polish, but also Arabs and other Europeans such as French, Dutch, Austrians, Spaniards. All this time is to have very interesting and very helpful, because ultimately it is this history that forms the background of everything here in the region, including from my work.

explained in the context I Uli also the existence of UNIJUI. The UNIJUI is neither a government or a private university (this division is usually the case in Brazil, with the state universities and better respected than the "educational super markets" of private universities), but a "Universidade Comunitária" whose support neither the State nor any private profit, are but a foundation. And "foundation" here does not mean that someone had left too much time and thought to do something good for anything, but simply a legal figure, an association of persons, such as a club. This form of university it is mainly in the south of Brazil and it ultimately means for the students that they must pay for their studies themselves (depending on what you studied and documented the number of subjects is, does the whole thing in usually R $ 1000-1200 per month, so 300-400 €) that this money but not any / a entrepreneur benefits. It was necessary to found the University in this way, as European immigrants were aware of the importance of education and value placed on the state but not in this remote corner of Brazil thought a university place added. So people here have had to help themselves and the UNIJUI (the main campus is located in Ijuí and the remaining 3 in Panambi, Santa Rosa and Três Passos), with its 10,000 students and four campuses is the result of this self-help.

After the private tour of Uli I still fast to the Museum Archives paid a visit, where I showed charge lady before, what there is of material that could be interesting for me. Good, but browsing the archives I'm keeping for later, first I would scour the library and make up my interviews.

the rest of the afternoon, I then used some organizational issues in the city center, once hill hill down and back hill, 20 minutes walk away from the Pensão - at 33 ° C it accounts this way quite a sweat. One of the things that I wanted to do was get it to a map of Ijuí, because there are usually so at the tourist office. To me because of the identity I've also gone. When I asked there for a city map, one of the staff took some searching for such a show, spread it on the table and asked, according to which street I was looking for. "... Uh, I need a whole plan, not just a road ... I'm not from here ..." "Oh! Where are you from? "" Germany. "" Hmmmm, so we have only this one card ... There are some who in the shops to buy, but people say that are not very complete and up to date ... What just as we do? ... Oh know you what: Just take this card here, we have come along without them "?" safe "" Yes, yes, take it with only. We do not know that you are up progressions. We're coming along without the card. "" ... Ok, thanks then. This is very nice. "" No worries. ! And not running up "That's it, the famous Brazilian helpfulness:)

*" Beleza "actually means" beauty " but very often "all clear" for "ok" and so on.

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Today I arrived in Ijuí, but first I want to tell even remember what the last days was still going on.

In the last entry "First sign of life", there are now more photos and a small addition!

On Tuesday, Selma and I made a small trip to the Gruta do Maquiné [Grutta you Mackinäh] at Cordisburgo [Kordschisburgo], a cave about 120 km from Belo Horizonte. There

some impressions here:

The entrance of the cave

A cave painting

Highway

... really great, the cave

Schick, right?

Selma and I in front of a pile of whipped cream ...?

... and again at the exit of the cave

evening, back in Belo Horizonte, there was even a visit from a friend of Selma and her daughter, who wanted to meet me necessarily. The two were very nice, but I wanted to jump the similarity between the two somehow not quite in the eye: the mother was relatively light-skinned, but rather Moppel and had almost corkscrew curls, the daughter was a typical mulatto, dark-skinned, tall, slim and smooth black hair. I typed out that the father would have probably brought as dominant genes into play, but later told me, Selma, that the father had the same type as the mother. Despite everything, there is the mother insisted that it was their own daughter. ... Either here is so against an extreme case of Erbsprung or an extreme case of repression ...

On Wednesday morning I had (to write and time the first blog post) "free", because on this day Selma morning had to work and afternoon I got to another part of Alan's family, whom his father's part, to the Selma still has a lot of contact, apart from Alan's own father were all super friendly and have Alan's grandmother and aunt Cida me plenty of Pão de queijo [Paun ( g) de-ke ischo; "cheese bread"] and coverslipped homemade cookies for my "home" to Campinas in the evening. I also have another brush with Werbeaufdrück Aunt CIDAS get dental practice:)

The word "toothbrush" I remember another thing: Here in Brazil is the majority of people the dental note, there are 3 to brush twice a day, the teeth, serious and brushes his teeth after lunch. Exemplary!

On Thursday morning, I came back in Campinas.

I almost missed my exit

as Campinas, since the last time I was here (finally) a new, extremely chic Rodoviária received their recognition for me was quite small, and besides, I was so deep and strong and well slept in the bus that I did not notice that the bus had stopped. Fine, but then as all the other people also stormed out of the bus did, then I realized that we are there.

have on this day I do a lot more done, only lunch with Alessandra in the cafeteria of the UNICAMP and evening movies in the Shopping Dom Pedro * along with Alessandra and a friend of hers, before the movie begins more quickly did their Mother's Day shopping in the shopping center.

The Friday was spent mostly at the UNICAMP: morning Meetings, philosophizing and black tea to drink with Dirceu, then visit with Alessandra in her laboratory and leave: (, then lunch with Yulios, later a portion of Açaí ** for headaches acts (real surprise), then meeting with Eduardo and descent on the! motorcycle to the center of Campinas (UNICAMP about 10 km away from) the Pastel ***- eating. As it was already early evening was that we were right in the thick of evening rush Campinas. On the bike you get, but still it is relatively easy, we must take advantage of containing only the space between the cars, facing a red light, snake, or roll, more or less already slow ... If a little adventure, a motorcycle ride at dusk in the evening rush of a Brazilian city.

After Pastel food back "home" to Karina's house, farewell phone call to Karina, who had actually this evening want to come home to go to again, together, can give up this plan, but for various reasons had to, and later Going out in the salsa bar "Ruda" with Yulios where we met a few friends of Yulios.

Just a reminder: Not salsa, but Samba is from Brazil! Salsa is similar in Brazil so exotic as in Germany. Therefore, it was in the salsa bar before the live band began to play first some introduction to merengue, bachata and even salsa, just like many Noches Latinas in Germany. Brazil Brazil ... but would not if the people here have no rhythm and optimism in the blood and so learned the Brazilian "students" all much faster than is the case in Germany, and also without whining by the lords of creation.

(is the person blurred in the middle of the salsa teacher) salsa lessons in "Ruda"

But why on earth I'm going to dance now Salsa in Brazil? On my last trip to Brazil, I was already dancing with Yulios (= Peruvian) Salsa gone without there knowledge of Salsa have. I thought that would do that for so, for the Brazilian Forró yes I had also just learned Sun ... Except that I had just underestimated that salsa but a corner is more complex than Forró and so I have quite embarrassed that night. Back in Germany I noticed that I had only a few semesters to study end and that I had been the great selection of university sports have not really exploited. So I participated in a Salsa lesson and so I was prepared for now to save my honor and I also believe it I made it! :)

remained after this evening I have a full 2 hours of sleep before me Karina's parents brought to the airport at 5:30 clock in Campinas (... that with only 2 hours sleep before a long journey seems to be habit ...) from where I fly to Porto Alegre, the capital of Rio Grande do Sul, took .

With my total about 38 kg of baggage, spread over a large and a small suitcase, a backpack, a handbag and a jacket, armed I took at the airport the van to the Metro station and from there the metro to Rodviária. Fortunately, there was two Burschis of about 17 who were on the same flight as I arrived and also wanted to Rodoviária, who felt pity for me and my whole Luggage and I therefore had offered their help, which I accepted gladly given all the steps and paths that were overcome. The two were on their way to a break-dance competition and accordingly looked like from the Bronx, so I doubted it at first, if I could trust them my stuff, but it turned out that they were quite tame. Despite

would help but still plenty of baggage left over to bring me enough to work up a sweat, especially since the guys had quite a hurry because they do not want to miss their bus. But I did anyway still just under 3 hours would leave time for my bus to Ijuí and obtained enough time to rest. After I my bus ticket was bought, so I treated myself to a first cafezinho and pineapple juice in one of the lanchonete (something like a snack) in the Rodoviária. On the bill at the end I was quite surprised: R $ 1 (about 34 cents). In Campinas, I would have 4 times or more paid for the same! Here in the south of Brazil, the prices are still a lot less than in the region of Sao Paulo.

After this break it was off to my "bus lane" to await the remaining 2 hours. And something I seem to have on me, but the people chose me out preferably if they wanted any information. Not that all around me dozens of Brazilians have been ready ...

The bus trip took 6 hours and Ijuí initially led by a green hilly landscape and then through a green-gray-brown rolling hills of lots of harvested fields here and there interrupted by a few trees and bushes. Somehow reminds me of a mix of the German low mountain ranges because of the hills), Mecklenburg-Vorpommern (because of the large fields), but that was mainly in the fields, only one crop is cultivated: soy.

When I arrived in Ijuí, it was already dark.

At the Rodoviária I was picked up by Tati and Ane. Tati had already made a abroad in Recklinghausen and also speaks German and Ane is pure German descent (also clearly legally), but had never been to Germany and speaks no German. The two brought me to my accommodation, the "Pensão do Bosque", which I have for R $ 460 (€ 160) per month, a small room (with shared bath, but 2 bathrooms for 3 girls really should be enough;)), my laundry is washed and ironed, and I will vollverpflegt from Monday morning until Saturday noon (as I only arrived on Saturday evening, I got this weekend was mitverpflegt also:)).

More to my accommodation Ijuí and there's the next day, now I have to first again in the bed, because tomorrow morning my present thesis supervisor Walter Frantz comes by here in the Pensao do Bosque.

* is The Shopping Dom Pedro, according to legend, the largest shopping center in Latin America and beyond, just 5 minutes drive from the UNICAMP.

** is the acai fruit, such as guarana, a natural energizer and is usually eaten as a sorbet with a variety of grave goods (eg banana and granola, "much like crunchy). Has already helped me with a mega hangover of me all day had left nothing in the bed, still eating. After a bowl of frozen Açaí Fruchtmuß I was restored and once again did the fruit of their services for my headache.

*** The Wikipedia says of "Pastel":

Pastel is a typical Brazilian dish, consisting of crisp pastry with assorted fillings. In Brazil the Pastel is a salgado (salty snack) Primarily sold on the street with a thin pastry envelope containing minced meat , catupiry and chicken, shrimp or another filling and then deep fried. Sweet pastéis exist and therefore may contain guava jelly and cheese or other fillings.

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Soooo, now that I am already almost a week here, I'm finally a quiet morning and can write a few lines about it, how is my last day here given Sun

So, last Wednesday I came after 27 hours of travel (train from Lüneburg to Frankfurt, flight from Frankfurt to Salvador da Bahia, 4-hour stay in Salvador, 2 additional hours of waiting, as had been approached at the airport any vehicle our aircraft and the only just had to be repaired once, and then took the flight from Salvador to Campinas, womich for Karina's parents received *) late at night in Campinas, where I had done my internship in Brazil, at.
Before my departure I had only slept 2 whole hours, because I remember really quite nervous and was beside myself, mainly because the thought of me, Daniel 10 weeks see to can not, but very painful and because I was kind of afraid to have, how things work in Brazil and to feel as lost as the beginning of my last stay. But at least the latter dissolved very soon after my arrival in Salvador. Back in Brazil to be felt almost a bit like coming home, and in no case, I felt strange and / or lost.
And the subtle difference between Germany and Brazil, I was also immediately brought to mind: As at the gate for my flight Salvador Campinas came the message that the flight would be delayed indefinitely, no one has responded only partially annoyed! Of course, no one has even happy, but people took them left their jokes about the situation and no one has even the slightest upset.

Well, on Thursday I had the same for even a fairly full schedule: lunch in the cafeteria of the UNICAMP (where I had done my internship) with Yulios, who makes his Masters at UNICAMP, then right after that meeting with Erika (in the I made the same laboratory internship and then has, until Recently, two semesters abroad in Rennes made in Brittany, where I visited last summer, and she visited me in Lüneburg) and Alessandra had (my neighbor in Campinas and made from August to December 08, a placement in Lübeck) . Then Erika and I drove to the city center for our pregnant internship supervisor to pay a little visit (her little son the day before yesterday were born!).
On the bus ride to the city center, I did the same for even the acquaintance of an ultra celebrities from Campinas: The Superman of UNICAMP! On the bus, very close to Erika and I sat a rather scruffy, fat man with longer hair on the steps of an output. First I thought he would go with the girl standing behind him tell what he was doing some, but then I realized he was talking mainly to himself. Something that he wanted to have long hair and tie them in a ponytail and a black hat would do, and sunglasses, so that he would look like Michael Jackson. Well, at one point he turned to me and asked me the time and when I told him that he asked me if I know the Superman of the UNICAMP. I said no, but he did not misled. "I am, I am the Superman of UNICAMP!" he said proudly. "At my video * there have been 5000 visitors! Pretty much what?" Short Then he got out and Erika told me that he just in Supermankostüm on the campus of UNICAMP running and dancing like Michael Jackson. First of all, he thought a student was acting and would organize everything about it, but then it turned out that he has just a crack ... Wow, but I'm hardly a day in Brazil and already I'm learning about Superman * laugh *
up because I came back to Karina's house, it was already evening and again Vitor also came with Karina at (Vitor an internship in 2006 in Lüneburg made. Actually, he lives 200 km from Campinas away, but he came to Campinas to Karina and me again) and a little bit later, we gathered together with Karina Karina's brother Leo from the Rodviária (= ZOB) from ***. Well, and actually I thought that Karina was tired from the trip and we would do nothing that night, but since I had completely forgotten that Karina's battery is almost never empty. So we went for in a bar where Sertanejo **** played by a live band and where we met many colleagues from Karina. The bar was full to bursting. In the audience were also a few real cowboys! ... Well, at least they thought they were that ... As in the wild west, collapsed right behind us and then going on a fight, when we had just arrived and we pushed through between all people. A few bottles and jars flew through the air, all jumped as far as they could to the side, the band stopped playing. Long did the whole thing but not the ruffians were soon transported by the Securities from the bar, the party could go on. And they did. It was only around 5:30 clock in the morning we came back home.

Vitor, I, Karina and Isa

Friday was much quieter then, what was different for me is also not possible after a night out and only 4.5 hours of sleep. We (= Vitor, Karina, Alessandra et moi) visited Karina's sister Erika (Erika another), which was pulled together six months ago with her boyfriend, Felipe, and made them at home a delicious Churrasco [Hasko schools], a Brazilian barbecue. Vitor's for me and that was it for now on this day. Karina contrast, the evening went to a wedding ...


... and stayed there until the next morning. When she came home she woke me and Vitor. We made all of us quickly finished and took Erika (Karina's sister) from, because we had 2.5 hours' drive from us. Why? We wanted to spend the weekend at the beach as possible and lose any second of it! We went to Riviera de São Lourenço, a "Condomínio fechado" (= closed estate, in this case, including the beach) at Bertioga where Karina's uncle house added. The house was really great, like all the other houses in the Condomínio also had a swimming pool and was so dense that it is lost with only 4 people in it almost seemed. The weekend we enjoyed so calm and relaxed with a beach and Churrasco:) Despite that it is almost "winter" here, the sea was still quite pleasant and the air temperatures of course (I have so very already a f] color very little get:)). And the advantage is on such a private beach that one for once, not so much concerned about his property must. And in the Condomínio have the houses, unlike in the cities, no walls, fences and barred windows. The luxury of security can afford but only people with some degree a lot of money.

"Our" house from the front

"Our" house from the back The road to the beach

The beach Karina, Erika , Vitor and in the background our cheerful colorful umbrella

Vitor, Caipirinha with passion fruit and lime (after drinking one has good mouth wash else can you get from the combination of lime juice and sun dark brown spots around the mouth to the need for very very long verwschwinden!) myself, and Karina

On Sunday afternoon we made our way back, this time on a different route, as Karina, Vitor wanted and I will travel from Sao Paulo in different directions. were on the way to Sao Paulo, the highway runs through the town Cubatão. "City" is actually a euphemism for Cubatão, "dirty industrial complex" would be more appropriate. So if there is a hell for small environmental scientist, then I know where she is ... The "city" consists Cubatão burn from an endless number of industrial plants, chimneys, pipes, fire, the refinery gases. And all is right in the Atlantic rain forest (Man, the city had placed here, because it was hoped the forest would act as a filter or cover ...), of the miraculous way in spite of acid rain is still quite a lot. The air was burning there, almost in the lungs ... It's no surprise that here comes to striking many miscarriages and birth defects ... A very nice impression given by the following pictures



However, in São Paulo so our ways parted: Erika went back to Campinas, by Vitor Botucatu, Karina and I order according Vassouras to Belo Horizonte Alan visit to Selma and Julia *****

On Monday morning I arrived an hour late because of the holiday returnees congestion in Belo Horizonte, it's where I was in Selma reception. After breakfast we drove to a Salão de Beleza, where I left for the equivalent of about 5 EUR make hand and foot nails (for the price you can afford the real and here there is cause to be among the women also standard, the nails ). Now I'm French-nails and I am free from my cuticles (which is also standard that the cuticle is removed. Do a bit of pain and the sense one might argue ...).
When we got home, Julie had already come back from school and awaited eagerly and. After lunch, I brought Selma and Juliet in their English school (actually, a private English school but because the owner is a friend of Selma, Julia gets there 2 times a week free tuition. Julia was also in the normal school English classes, but is in the public schools in Brazil, as Julia's school is a very little effect ...) and after the English class, we went to the Mercado Central in Belo Horizonte, a building where what do I have as many small shops inside sell the mainly regional products (see also the entry of Belo Horizonte, September 2007). I like very much like the Mercado Central, is much more than any interassenter Shopping Center where you can see anyway for the most part accessible only to the same transactions.
Joah, and Aben I'm with Alan and his two drinking friends have a beer left, which has, however, limited in time a lot, because one hand had to get up three on the next day at 6 for work, on the other hand, the bars made before early on tight, because in Brazil, not many people go Monday night from (I would even say that there are less than in Germany). A bar was not even even more beer for us all 4
Addendum: One of the first information I got from Selma to my arrival, was that Alan had formed together with some colleagues a pagoda-group (Pagoda = slow, romantic heartbreak, Samba). ... But I had Alan the last time I had seen it told that he pagoda abkann absolutely not (see entry for Belo Horizonte, September 07). To change has the time:) Anyone interested can a video of his group "Quebra Cavaco" View: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P2bCuum5wts

S elma, Julia, Alan and I

So, that's enough for the first time today, the rest I will tell the next day:)

* Those who do not know who Kari is, let him cast a glance at the older posts, for example, on my first trip to Rio (September 2007).
** The said video is available here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z-3tcCtiRac&feature=related , herausgefilmt from the cafeteria of the UNICAMP.
** * Karina currently making a training course at the expense of their company AmBev to "cervejeira" (= beer brewing Erin) inVassouras, a city 400 km from Campinas away.
**** Sertanejo [ssertanehscho] is Brazilian country music. There's a preview here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ngdNuH3TuoU
***** In Belo Hroizonte I was the last time 2 times already. For over Refernzen different people see the older entries (Septembert 2007) .

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first sign of life ... and there you go again!

Hello dear ones,

after my not really perfect blog (see it all the meaningless posts from my last trip to Brazil ...) is now a bit more than 14 months sat dormant in front of him, he will now be reactivated again, for tomorrow in the morning you go back to the Southern Hemisphere!

For those who are not up to date: This time I stay a little longer than 2 months away and this time it is in another city in another state, namely in the world-famous city Ijuí (about 70,000 inhabitants, for Brazilian standards so a really small town) in Rio Grande do Sul, the southernmost state of Brazil.
And this trip is also more pragmatic motivation than the last one: This time it takes me to the land of good humor for the purpose of data collection for my thesis with the well-sounding title: "Perspectives of sustainable soybean production in Rio Grande do Sul, Brazil: an actor network analysis" Specifically, this means that I with individuals and representatives of organizations in my study area in soybean cultivation and involved trade are conducting interviews and by the end of my time there may also try a small workshop with some of these players in the Sojaanabaus organize . Whether the latter hinhaut, remains to be seen. Above all, it's just the interviews.
Fine, but before it's really gets going, I am taking a few days trip to Campinas and Belo Horizonte to see old friends again.

But something is different than last time: While I'm bursting from anticipation before my last trip, since I am this time but a little ambivalent. On one hand I'm excited there at the time and am very happy to see my friends, but then again I'm a little sorry for himself and uncertain.
The word "South" (yes I go to the "south" of Brazil) makes every European in the heart of the sun laugh. In this case, one must remember, however, that This positive connotation on the other into the opposite hemisphere and with it the same all the seasons. Means something like: while here the days are getting longer and warmer, there's the opposite, and in the south of Brazil there is already significant cooling in the winter there. Of course nothing compared to our winters, but without heating, double glazed windows and other insulation and with the thought to mind that it is now beautiful spring-like-summer, is one not quite so warm-hearted.
This is of course also the fact that my dissertation and thus depend on 40% of my final mark of this journey. This leaves just raised doubts about if I really create everything as what I've done since ... Okay, but we simply want to be a bit optimistic and try to jump over his own shadow (which is certainly sometimes be necessary ...) And another very significant
Wehleidigkeitsfaktor is existent since my better half a few months, which I here must leave at home. Well, one might say that 2 months and some days really are not forever, but they are quite enough to let a few tears fall over it and a stone from felt to 2.367 kg in the stomach ...
In this context, my journey but ultimately also a good thing: On the way back of Ijuí to Lüneburg early July, I'm still a couple of days stopover, namely, in Vitória, where I will get to know the parents of my better half then finally in person (via Skype know each other quite well, but the live experience can be to replace not).

So, enough of an introduction, there's the next news then, whenever, from Brazil!