So to save money, I opted to stay at my house for breakfast. Usually, every morning I go to breakfast at Abelha Gulhosa, a padaria near school. It is awesome. Amazing, sweet cafe com leite, queijo quente…and a breakfast buffet to die for. It is worth every penny and then some. But, considering I have been spending pennies there every morning pretty much since I arrived, I figured I should maybe take a break. I am going on vacation to New Zealand, you know.
So I made a cup of coffee this morning and burnt my tongue. It’s now almost twelve hours later and my tongue is still burnt. At lunch, I could barely taste anything I ate. Why is it that tongue burn lasts so long?
But while my tongue is burnt, the rest of my body is nice and cool. The weather lately, after that unbelieveable rain “shower,” has been absolutely perfect. So nice and cool, soft breeze, bright blue sky, bright white clouds that don’t threaten to drench me. In the middle of the day, when the sun is directly overhead, it gets a little warmer. My students like to turn the fan on overhead in my classroom, but the thing is so loud and so disruptive with its whirring that it’s almost impossible for me to ignore it. I think, too, that the longer into summer that I can hold off using the fan, the better in the long run. I’m kind of forcing my body to acclimate to the temperature here this way. Using a fan, therefore, is for the weak.