My Mother is officially on her Brazilian vacation. I bet you are wondering, if she’s been here for 4 days, how is she only official now.
Well, the answer to that is easy. Montezuma has visited her. I don’t know what it is with my Mother and Brazil, but shortly upon entering her bowels enter into an automatic cleanse. It’s quite humorous as we know, within days of landing, we will be hanging near the house. It happens every trip.
I sometimes try to figure out why. Maybe it’s a little bug that enjoys the company of her insides. Maybe she is drinking tap water as a nonverbal move of rebellion. Or, quite possibly, we really have to stop eating all that Arabic food. Whatever it is, it does not help hydration.
Personally, my body has never reacted to Brazil in that way. I have found that Brazil creates a very regular and beautiful digestive routine for this body. On the other hand, it did take me a while to get used to all the beans. Let’s just put it this way, you did not want to stand down wind of this charming little lady. Then again, unbeknownst to my internet friends, hot air is not only escaping out of the mouth of this girl.
Ah well, we can’t have it all. I think I’m cute enough to pull off a little gas. Mr Rant, wouldn’t you say so?