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la_vie_noire) wrote2010-01-28 12:50 pm
la_vie_noire) wrote2010-01-28 12:50 pm
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Como vai a galera!
Or something.
I came back! And you know what? I spend my days in Camboriú studying P-Chem. But I went to the sea once! And sawbell! And traveling in car for 16 hours? Boy, that was the best part: there was rain, getting lost and persecutions with shooting.
No, seriously.
See, there is something about coming back home, just crossing the frontier and finding oneself in the middle of a firing. Because this is Paraguay and we are extreme. And lawless apparently. You know the contrast with Brazil having actual laws and stuff.
We were passing Brazilian customs and my father was talking about how they don't ask for documentation because we were entering our country or something, he started talking about the two Brazilian cars behind us: a small Fiat, and the one behind it, a small white car which brad I didn't see. He noticed how a group of Brazilian cops immediately went after the small white car, he thought it was due to evading documentations or something, and well, this is La Triple Frontera, so that's routine. Then I saw the Fiat, whose driver probably didn't notice what was happening, giving space to the white car to let it go ahead. The white car did. Taking the Fiat's left rear-view mirror with it. Seriously. I just saw the mirror flying and hitting the floor and then the white car was behind us. Then we heard the shootings, and saw two armed Brazilian cops on a motorcycle following the white car. My father let them pass because he sure as hell didn't want our car end like the Fiat. And they passed some centimeter besides us (because this is "El Puente de la Amistad" and this is how you cross it) with the cops making shots to the air.
Next thing we saw were the Brazilian cops coming back without nothing, of course the guy went away (we theorize it was a robbed car, the guy driving wasn't armed and was alone), and of course there were our cops and militia in our customs looking very interested in all that was happening without moving a finger.
And yeah, when Brazilian people enter our country? They don't make any documentation, our customs are non existing. Paraguay, the paradise for... car robbers.
So yeah, pretty traditional welcome home.
(I will be talking about all the rest later because I have an exam on Monday, and I haven't studied for that one at all because it isn't P-Chem and I was vacationing. So yay me.)
I came back! And you know what? I spend my days in Camboriú studying P-Chem. But I went to the sea once! And saw
bell! And traveling in car for 16 hours? Boy, that was the best part: there was rain, getting lost and persecutions with shooting.No, seriously.
See, there is something about coming back home, just crossing the frontier and finding oneself in the middle of a firing. Because this is Paraguay and we are extreme. And lawless apparently. You know the contrast with Brazil having actual laws and stuff.
We were passing Brazilian customs and my father was talking about how they don't ask for documentation because we were entering our country or something, he started talking about the two Brazilian cars behind us: a small Fiat, and the one behind it, a small white car which brad I didn't see. He noticed how a group of Brazilian cops immediately went after the small white car, he thought it was due to evading documentations or something, and well, this is La Triple Frontera, so that's routine. Then I saw the Fiat, whose driver probably didn't notice what was happening, giving space to the white car to let it go ahead. The white car did. Taking the Fiat's left rear-view mirror with it. Seriously. I just saw the mirror flying and hitting the floor and then the white car was behind us. Then we heard the shootings, and saw two armed Brazilian cops on a motorcycle following the white car. My father let them pass because he sure as hell didn't want our car end like the Fiat. And they passed some centimeter besides us (because this is "El Puente de la Amistad" and this is how you cross it) with the cops making shots to the air.
Next thing we saw were the Brazilian cops coming back without nothing, of course the guy went away (we theorize it was a robbed car, the guy driving wasn't armed and was alone), and of course there were our cops and militia in our customs looking very interested in all that was happening without moving a finger.
And yeah, when Brazilian people enter our country? They don't make any documentation, our customs are non existing. Paraguay, the paradise for... car robbers.
So yeah, pretty traditional welcome home.
(I will be talking about all the rest later because I have an exam on Monday, and I haven't studied for that one at all because it isn't P-Chem and I was vacationing. So yay me.)