Olá, bom dia!
Once in a while, something breaks the daily monotony... Like walking a mile to the Brazilian Consulate to pick up a visa for a friend.
The man in front of me in line was dressed in the robes of a religious order. Some type of Orthodox Christian. At first, I thought he was a priest, but he was not wearing a large cross on his chest, as is typical of the Orthodox priests. Perhaps he was a monk or a deacon. He had a small scarlet Orthodox three bar cross embroidered on his hat. He spoke unaccented American English. I wonder what brings him to Brazil.
There's a small chance of me heading down to São Paulo... Not looking forward to flying 10 hours to land in the same time zone...
The man in front of me in line was dressed in the robes of a religious order. Some type of Orthodox Christian. At first, I thought he was a priest, but he was not wearing a large cross on his chest, as is typical of the Orthodox priests. Perhaps he was a monk or a deacon. He had a small scarlet Orthodox three bar cross embroidered on his hat. He spoke unaccented American English. I wonder what brings him to Brazil.
There's a small chance of me heading down to São Paulo... Not looking forward to flying 10 hours to land in the same time zone...
posted by e-kvetcher at 12:43 PM
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