Showing my parents through Florianopolis was one of my favorite things I think I have ever done with them. I loved it, showing them the beautiful island that I am so fortunate to live on. Watching dad drive a stick and me reading the unhelpful Floripa maps. It was an adventure, but I must say I did a pretty good job getting them around! We stayed in the North part of the island for the first three nights. Ate at a pasta place escorted by our dogs that had a habit for chasing cars. We ate in Lagoa, saw the sunset in Santos De Antonio de Lisboa, and enjoyed more cold beer and Ciprianas on numerous beaches. Ate at another Churasscaria with my host family. We all went to Beira Mar grill and ate, well except poor Rodrigo who was constantly translating for my parents. I was so glad my parents got to meet Sergio and Beatriz. I had informed Bea that my mother talks faster and louder than I because I often get called a machine gun for talking so fast. However, mom was on her best behavior so I was told that I talk faster (we know the truth however).
Mom and dad got to go to Costa da Lagoa, and we got to go to many markets.
One day we went down to the south end of the island (I hadn’t been there before), and it was beautiful. We managed to find a few street vendors so mother and I were very happy. I introduced my parents to Casa do Pastel and Yellows Pizza. It was a great time even if mom only ordered Lime ciprianas. I kept telling her how they have all different kinds of fruits in cipirianas, but she always got lime. Finally, she decided to “give fruit a chance” as she said and had a pineapple. Needless to say after that I will never hear “Give peace a chance” and not think of mom sitting there trying to sing the song (just as off tune as I would be). Although Mom and Dad didn’t get a chance to try quijo on the beach, will never be able to pronounce cipriana, cachca, or Jurere, I think we had a good time. They took four bottles of cachaca home with her so she can make ciprianas “for friends” and some nice bathing suits!
Mom and dad got to go to Costa da Lagoa, and we got to go to many markets.
One day we went down to the south end of the island (I hadn’t been there before), and it was beautiful. We managed to find a few street vendors so mother and I were very happy. I introduced my parents to Casa do Pastel and Yellows Pizza. It was a great time even if mom only ordered Lime ciprianas. I kept telling her how they have all different kinds of fruits in cipirianas, but she always got lime. Finally, she decided to “give fruit a chance” as she said and had a pineapple. Needless to say after that I will never hear “Give peace a chance” and not think of mom sitting there trying to sing the song (just as off tune as I would be). Although Mom and Dad didn’t get a chance to try quijo on the beach, will never be able to pronounce cipriana, cachca, or Jurere, I think we had a good time. They took four bottles of cachaca home with her so she can make ciprianas “for friends” and some nice bathing suits!
In the Photos: 1. Mom giving fruit a chance, 2. Us at the sunset at santo antonio, 3. &4. playing on praia mole, 5. mmmmmm introducing mom and dad to casa do pastel!, 6. enjoying the view from praia almaço, 7. Mom and dad meeting vôo, bea and sergio, the siblings at beira mar grill, rodrigo was just complainnig about having another sister, 8. Meus pais, 9. yes karly that is us at yellows pizza enjoying my favorite, white chocolate with strawberries!
We loved every minute......mom&dad
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