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I feel so much better rested! I resorted my luggage down to two bags at max weight and packed the rest in a large duffle. The hotel calls a taxi and I wait at the airport for Jaoa Martins to come to work at noon. He will send my extra things home with his friend who just got of work. We talk while I wait for my plane.
He rides a motorcycle and is in his second year of University. He is studying to teach Spanish and Literature. He is very ambitious and keeps practicing his English with me. He appologized for not inviting me to his house last night. I invited him to stay in Phoenix if he ever comes to the US.
I checked my bags and went to lunch again. I think they think I am homeless because I ate here yesterday too. I discovered another reason to wear long pants. Its not just a dress code. There are mosquitoes even inside the airport.
No problems with security. It is a small airport and very quiet. I don't know if I am happy to be going home or sad to not be able to live my dream. But for sure, now I will be looking for work. The kind that pays bills and restocks the savings account. I don't think I can paint my way around the world like Pat Henry.
Flew a couple hours to Sao Paulo which is south of Joao Pessoa. Had to wait in line to check in again. Different airline. Go through security again and settle in for a ten hour overnight flight to Chicago. I am sure seeing a lot of the world!
