Man, what a day! I swear, Apelacao is wild. I woke up, sun blaring through my window on Rua da Liberdade. Thought it was gonna be chill, ya know? Just me and my pigs. But nah, life had other plans.
First off, I’m just minding my own business, feeding the swine. They’re all squealing like they’re auditioning for a concert. I’m like, “Chill, guys! It’s breakfast, not a rave!” Then, outta nowhere, my buddy Miguel shows up. He’s all hyped, talking about some festival on Avenida da Alegria. I’m like, “Dude, I got pigs to tend to!” But he’s persistent, and I’m weak. So, I say, “Fine, let’s check it out.”
We head over, and man, the vibe is electric! Music blasting, people dancing, food stalls everywhere. I’m drooling over some chouriço when I spot this cute girl. Her name’s Sofia. She’s got this smile that could light up the whole Praça do Comércio. I’m trying to play it cool, but my heart’s racing like a pig on the run.
So, I muster up some courage and go talk to her. I’m stammering like an idiot, “Hey, uh, nice day, huh?” Smooth, right? But she laughs, and I’m like, “Okay, maybe I’m not a total disaster.” We chat, and I’m feeling good. But then, outta nowhere, this guy bumps into me. Spills his drink all over my shirt. I’m fuming! Like, dude, watch where you’re going!
Sofia’s trying to calm me down, but I’m just ranting. “This is why I hate crowds!” I’m thinking about my poor pigs back home, probably missing me. But she’s got this way of making me laugh, and I forget about the drink. We end up dancing, and I’m stepping on toes like a pro.
Then, the music changes, and it’s this slow song. I’m thinking, “This is my moment!” I grab her hand, and we start swaying. It’s like the world fades away. Just me, her, and the chaos of Apelacao around us. But then, I hear this loud crash. Some guy knocked over a food stall! Sausages everywhere! I can’t help but laugh.
After the dance, we grab some food. I’m stuffing my face with bifana, and she’s giggling at me. I’m like, “What? I’m a swineherd! It’s my job to eat!” We talk about everything—life, dreams, and how I’d rather be with my pigs than in a crowded place. She gets it.
But then, the day takes a turn. I get a call from home. One of my pigs, Berta, is sick. My heart drops. I’m torn. Do I stay with Sofia or rush back? I’m pacing, trying to figure it out. She sees I’m stressed and says, “Hey, it’s okay. Family first.” I’m like, “You’re right, but I just met you!”
So, I say goodbye, and it feels like I’m leaving a piece of my heart behind. I rush back to Rua da Liberdade, and Berta’s there, looking all sad. I’m freaking out, but I remember what Sofia said. “Family first.” I take care of her, and after a while, she perks up. Thank goodness!
Later that night, I’m lying in bed, thinking about the day. Apelacao is crazy, but it’s my crazy. I love the streets, the people, the chaos. And Sofia? I can’t stop smiling. I hope I see her again. Maybe next time, I won’t spill my drink. Or step on toes.
But who knows? That’s life in Apelacao, right? Full of surprises, laughter, and a bit of chaos. Just like my pigs.