A Brazilian Graduation
A ceremony... like a football match!
This week I attended several things.
Firstly, I went to my first ever professional football match. It was in the worlds second largest (160,000 seats!) football stadium, located in Belo Horizonte, the city I was in this week. The match was not that great but the stadium, the songs, the people was an experience.
Similar to that was Marcleos graduation (an MC member who recently finished university). Yes, they wore the cap and gown and the people dressed smartly. But there was whistles, flags, hooters, sirens, songs etc. for the people. Suddenly I was back in the football stadium and not at a formal academic ceremony to celebrate the most intelligent people in Brazil.
Then, 1 day later, the graduation ball - dress smart (suits and dresses), free alcohol and food, daners (rather 1960s!) and parents. It was a good party (started at 12.30pm and finished at 6am. But was a bit strange (in the UK parents would never attend such an event and people would get more drunk - I think that the British are the worst in the world in drininking alcohol responsibily).
Still.... the mix of whisky, beer and wine gave me a headache the next day as I headed to Juiz de Fora (4 hour bus ride). But it is the waiters fault... they just kept filling my glass up... it would have been rude to decline. After all it was a formal ceremony to celebrate academic excellence.
This week I attended several things.
Firstly, I went to my first ever professional football match. It was in the worlds second largest (160,000 seats!) football stadium, located in Belo Horizonte, the city I was in this week. The match was not that great but the stadium, the songs, the people was an experience.
Similar to that was Marcleos graduation (an MC member who recently finished university). Yes, they wore the cap and gown and the people dressed smartly. But there was whistles, flags, hooters, sirens, songs etc. for the people. Suddenly I was back in the football stadium and not at a formal academic ceremony to celebrate the most intelligent people in Brazil.
Then, 1 day later, the graduation ball - dress smart (suits and dresses), free alcohol and food, daners (rather 1960s!) and parents. It was a good party (started at 12.30pm and finished at 6am. But was a bit strange (in the UK parents would never attend such an event and people would get more drunk - I think that the British are the worst in the world in drininking alcohol responsibily).
Still.... the mix of whisky, beer and wine gave me a headache the next day as I headed to Juiz de Fora (4 hour bus ride). But it is the waiters fault... they just kept filling my glass up... it would have been rude to decline. After all it was a formal ceremony to celebrate academic excellence.
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