Today, it's been a week since I arrived in Brazil.
My last time here was 7 years ago.
At the airport, I began to feel anguish, a sense of "what am I doing here?!?"
Don't get me wrong, I love Brazil, but I don't fit here anymore.
It is the lack of respect for small things (queue, order, rules).
Rude people in the supermarket, in the bakery, in the hospital.
People, who are absolutely sure that they are better than the others because of the size of their bank account.
Even small, trivial things, like a maid, day laborer, people my age calling me a Mrs (in a sign of hierarchy) make no sense to me and end up leaving me angry, upset!
I wanted to be enjoying myself, I'm not.
I want to go home. I want my simple, calm, ordinary, without any glamor, life back!
Along with all this, I'm missing my daughters badly ... I mean, I'm annoying and complaining about everything and that's why I'm confining myself to simply doing what I came to do and that's it. I just leave the house to go to the airport.
I'm sorry from the bottom of my heart but anyone who wants to visit Australia will be greeted with the world's greatest love in my house.
I truly love all of you but I'm not a good company right now!
Karina
(18.07.2018)
