We joined the carnival in our local neighbourhood today. Probably mostly for the children but with smiles and a little dancing, we went in the parade with the grandparents, got covered in confetti and streamers and were completely incorporated.
I laughed for hours. At the gorilla, the clown mother, the three year old granny with a cane and a pacifier, the LEGO children and all the other wonderful people within and without costumes.
Afterwards, we rested with a glasses of port wine at our local cafe, being called darlings and sharing thoughts about the weather. We may not speak the language very well, but with kindness and a proper display of happiness, we fit right in. I love the Portuguese.