My apartment is on its way to getting packed up and shipped off. Today I took out all of my clothing from my closets in the bedroom and separated the things I will take back and the things I will donate. The donation bag is, at this point, much larger than the bag of things to bring back. When I moved here, I brought with me six huge bags filled with clothes that, over the months and years, have now withered away to rags. The clothes I bought here to fill out my wardrobe will sadly remain here because for the most part, what’s worn in Brazil should stay in Brazil. Fashion here is very Brazil-specific, and with the exception of a couple of bags, a dress, and some flip-flops, I’m not bringing much Brazilian stuff back with me. Therefore, the six bags with which I made the trek here will most likely be going into my suitcases to take up room. It’s nice to know I can travel relatively lightly.
When my friends came over this morning to announce their engagement, they looked around my very dusty and cluttered apartment and remarked on its bareness. I didn’t have the guts to tell them it really had been that bare the whole time, but perhaps the dust that I refuse to pick up because it refuses to stay picked up made it seem more barren. And then afterwards, I ran a couple loads of laundry and commenced packing. My guest room is the dedicated packing room and so I have all my space saver plastic bags spread out with my duffels and backpacks and paintings I’ve never framed because I knew I would be leaving someday and didn’t want to deal with trying to pack or ship framed art. It’s nice to know everything I have can fit into suitcases and I don’t need to spend time worrying about how to ship oddly shaped things. Of all the things I’m bringing home with me there is only one thing I’m nervous about, and that’s a glass bowl one of the teachers gave me last year for my birthday. I’ll have to either carry it on or else find a box to put it in and then pack around it really well with soft things in my suitcase. I also have presents to bring home and I’m thinking of devoting one suitcase just to presents. I love giving presents.
And so here’s where your mailbox thing comes in. Nilsa, over at newsomi, had a great idea to give a goody bag to commenters on her site. So here’s what I’m gonna do. I’ve got exactly two more full weekends of Cambui hippie fairs left. And so what that means is that I’m going to make some more gift runs, which is how you’ll benefit if you leave a comment this week. Everyone who leaves a comment will be eligible for a Brazilian goody bag, and at the end of the week (winner announced on Sunday June 8th) I will draw a name and in 10-15 days you’ll receive something great from where I live!
It’s about karma, it’s about sharing, and it’s about good things.
Any tips for moving? packing? Any ideas for how to spend my final three weeks here?