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./april 2023
- understood 1% of what the X-ray nurse said
- after 1 and a half months with a terrible bronchitis that prevented me from having a normal life, finally got better
- started taking vitamin D supplements
- discovered I had vitamin D deficiency
- Doctor Fernando confirmed that, to no one's surprise, what I had was allergic bronchitis
- on the day of the appointment, was notified that "Dr. María Castillo is no longer working with us. You will be seen by Dr. Fernando"
- rescheduled the appointment for 1 week later
- when it was time to go back to the doctor for the follow-up, my appointment was canceled with 45 minutes notice
- only got better after taking an antihistamine that my mom had made me pack. Basically all the doctors were useless
- had an X-ray
- understood 99% of what the spirometry nurse said
- had a spirometry test
- came across the best selection of books being sold in a bookstore I've ever seen in my life
- was invited to spend a day at a friend of a friend's house
- scored 3 goals. One was with my left foot
- ended up being 100% within a few hours
- got very scared of regressing in my bronchitis recovery by answering the sporting call of my Brazilian genes
- had an asthma attack because I wasn't used to running and suddenly, recovering from a terrible bronchitis, went to play soccer
- played soccer
- bought 4 (four!) board games
- was surprised by a giant dragon
- talked with a Romanian lady who was absolutely certain they had set up Daniel Alves: "everything indicates it was a trap"
- watched a KKK procession (Note: Holy Week processions in Spain feature pointed hoods)
- established silent bonds with a polyglot Italian and an Austrian who really needed to pee
- visited the most expensive city in Spain
- entered a painting called San Juan de Gaztelugatxe
- accidentally watched a documentary about Johnny Depp's life together with 2 other people who didn't know we were a community
- ended up owing information about Nanico, the Mischievous Monkey
- established contact through Google Translate with such individuals and we exchanged important information about the game Nanico, the Mischievous Monkey
- discovered that fans of old Hebrew children's CD-ROM games are looking for the original copy, in Hebrew, of Nanico the Mischievous Monkey
- discovered the name of "Nanico the Mischievous Monkey" in Hebrew
- had fun with the 1h30 commercial called Mario: The Mario Movie
- watched a 1h30 video about a fangame of a game I've never played in my life
- watched a 1h30 video about JK Rowling
- received a major revision, which according to the first reviewer, "is more of a rejection than of an acceptance"
- submitted a revision that responds very well to all the points raised by the reviewers, and if accepted, could very well be the dictionary example for the term "Miracle"
- was brutally humiliated for not knowing information theory
- worked madly for 1 and a half weeks and fixed the paper
- talked with the lab people and selected the best ideas on how to fix the paper
- was inspired by silvia saying "you have to be like Dongmin at the end of the third season of The Genius"
- was depressed for a couple of days
- in an act of divine inspiration, we went to the movies
- traveled to Santiago de Compostela
- saw the body of the Santiago guy. It had less light than I imagined
- had an intimate guided tour with a guide our age whom I grew quite fond of
- discovered many, many facts about the life of "Saint James" (if that's his real name)
- infiltrated a 5-star hotel and discovered how the rich live
- lay down in the middle of a square while imitating a Portuguese person
- suggested that silvia take a shell she had eaten home
- lost a bet and had to start writing another paper
- discovered in the worst possible way that in Italy they have a strange and probably very racist stereotype about Brazil
- got two boiled eggs as a gift
- participated in the ancient beyblade tradition of Romanian Orthodox Easter
- discovered that Italians really do talk while moving their hands
- discovered that on Italian trains they also carry two phones in case they get robbed
- discovered that Italy is like Brazil but different
- watched a tourist put four loose tangerines in a shopping cart
- spent about fifteen minutes watching frogs doing frog things
- decided to buy a mug and gave up buying the mug
- got a sock too small for my foot as a gift
- for the first time in my life, slept in a church
- saw the bodies of the Catholic Kings
- ate a fake pudding called pionono
- for the first time in my life, had glasses break on my face
April was an eventful month. The most impactful data I can give about this topic is that, among the four weekends of April, silvia and I traveled on three: to Bilbao, to Santiago, and to Granada. Three out of four is 75%, vulgarly known as "more than half" -- which means I finally became one of my biggest nightmares: someone who travels.
This traveling thing left me (1) exhausted and (2) thinking about what it means to travel. So, what does it mean to travel? Is traveling important? Is it necessary to build character? Is it all that they say? Well, for 23 years of my life I practically never left Rio de Janeiro, so one thing is certain: it's possible to live without traveling. But so many people say that traveling is important to know other cultures, to form memories, to get out of the monotony... is living without traveling a life worth living?
After so much traveling, my answer is: traveling is a hobby, that's all. Just like gardening and playing board games, except more expensive than the latter -- something I thought was frankly impossible. The truth is that after visiting very famous (and beautiful!) places like the Sagrada Familia, the Alhambra, the Seville Cathedral etc, I feel... fundamentally unchanged. It's cool to go there and see the beautiful place and all, without a doubt, but it's not something that changed the way I see the world, you know?
In short: I could live the rest of my life without traveling, and I don't think my life would be fundamentally worse -- traveling is a hobby and nothing more. For comparison, this is something I can't say about reading books: if I couldn't read books anymore, I feel 100% that my life would be worse in some fundamental way.
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