Man, what a day! I swear, being a banderillero in Angra do Heroísmo is like riding a rollercoaster with no seatbelt. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.
First off, I hit up Rua da Sé for breakfast. You know, the usual—pastel de nata and a bica. I’m munching away, feeling all fancy, when I see this dude trying to parallel park on the street. I mean, c’mon! It’s like watching a cat try to swim. He’s all over the place, and I’m just there, laughing my ass off. Finally, he nails it, but he’s blocking half the street. Classic Angra, right?
Then, I head to the Praça Velha. It’s buzzing! People everywhere, tourists snapping pics, locals chatting. I’m feeling the vibe. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs past me, and I swear he almost knocks my hat off. I’m like, “Hey, watch it, mini tornado!” But he just giggles and keeps running. Kids these days, man. No respect!
So, I’m getting ready for the afternoon’s bullfighting practice. You know, the usual—dodging bulls, showing off my skills. But today? Today was different. I’m in the ring, feeling all pumped, when this massive bull charges at me. I mean, I’ve faced bulls before, but this one? He was like a freight train! I barely dodged him, and my heart’s racing. I’m thinking, “Is this how I go out? In Angra, by a bull?” But I managed to stick it out. Phew!
After practice, I’m walking down Rua do Comércio, still buzzing from the adrenaline. I stop by this little café, grab a bifana. Best decision ever! The flavors hit me like a wave. I’m in heaven. But then, I overhear this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m just trying to enjoy my sandwich, and they’re making a scene. I’m thinking, “Dude, save it for the privacy of your living room!” But hey, it’s Angra, drama’s part of the charm, right?
As the sun sets, I stroll by the marina. The view is insane! The colors, the boats, the whole vibe. I take a moment to breathe it all in. But then, I see this guy trying to impress a girl by showing off his sailing skills. Spoiler: he crashes into another boat. I can’t help but laugh. Like, bro, you had one job!
Finally, I head home, exhausted but happy. Angra do Heroísmo, man. It’s wild, it’s beautiful, and it’s full of surprises. I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Just another day in paradise, right?