We left Curitiba this morning, drove all the way through the state of Sao Paulo and crossed the border into Minas Gerais. The first four hours of getting here went smoothly, then we followed google's 'quicker option' to avoid a mostly stopped traffic jam on the freeway. We are pretty sure that our friend Herbert warned us not to do that, but there we were, on a stressful road wishing we would have listened. Needless to say, we did not save our 20 minutes- but did eventually make it to this little town of Extrema, where things feel pretty slow and more than a little religious. The nice lady who owns the apartment where we are staying inquired about our religion and was shocked to learn that we don't have any. "But" she asked with genuine confusion, "to whom to you pray?" I responded with confusion of my own and she honest-to-god got down on her knees, pressed her hands together, and demonstrated by praying to one of the saints. I explained that I just hope for good things to come. I'm not sure we understood each other, but the theological discussion ended. We are spending three nights here, I'm sure it will be fine.
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