Today was a marathon of meetings. I had a lot of great cross-cultural experiences which I probably won't discuss much here as I need to save something for the other blog. After it was all done, I found myself back at the food court again for dinner. That wasn't such a bad thing. I think about half the group went to a bar by the lake, but I just wasn't quite up to barring tonight. We had so much today that it didn't even sound good.
I had been told before I came to make sure I tried the pizza, so merrily to the pizza stand I went. They were out of the stuff for the four cheese pizza which was what everybody has been telling us we MUST EAT, so I had pepperoni instead. You just cannot go wrong with pepperoni. It doesn't matter where you are; this is always a good option.
I ran down to the little store in the basement of the mall again for a few more Sonho de Valsa and I brought myself back hotelward after that. My ankles are hugely swollen still from the flight. I hate that. Anytime I fly or drive a really long time, it takes days for my body to adjust. I look like the marshmallow girl around my ankles, and no amount of water I drink seems to help. Now, I'm on my bed with my laptop playing fluffish music finishing up my presentation for tomorrow with my feet up. Soon it will be bedtime.
I will write up today tomorrow more than likely. I just need to get a little rest tonight. Maybe tomorrow my feet won't look be silly.
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