Man, what a day! I woke up in Carregado, and let me tell ya, it was a rollercoaster. First off, I’m a baker, right? So, I’m up at the crack of dawn, like 4 AM, mixing dough and dreaming of croissants. But today? Today was different.
I’m kneadin’ this dough, and I hear this loud bang outside. I’m like, “What the heck?” I peek outta my shop on Rua da Liberdade, and there’s a car accident! Two cars, smashed up like my morning pastries. People are yelling, and I’m just tryin’ to focus on my bread, ya know? But I can’t help it. I’m all like, “Dude, can’t you see I’m busy here?”
So, I finally get my dough in the oven, and I’m feelin’ good. The smell of fresh bread is like heaven. But then, my buddy Miguel strolls in, all outta breath. He’s like, “Bro, you won’t believe it! The market on Rua da Estação is havin’ a sale!” I’m like, “Dude, I can’t leave! I got bread to bake!” But he’s persistent, and I’m like, “Fine, I’ll take a quick peek.”
I rush over to the market, and it’s packed! I’m dodging people like I’m in a video game. I grab some fresh fruits, and then I see it—a giant watermelon! I’m talkin’ huge! I’m like, “I gotta have this!” But then, I trip over some kid’s skateboard. Ugh! I’m on the ground, and the watermelon rolls away. I’m like, “Nooooo!” But the kid just laughs. I’m like, “Really, kid? You think this is funny?”
Finally, I get back to the shop, and my bread is perfect! Golden brown, just how I like it. But then, I hear this commotion outside again. I step out, and there’s a parade! A freakin’ parade on Avenida da Liberdade! I’m like, “What is happening today?” People are dancing, music blasting, and I’m just standing there with flour on my face, lookin’ like a total mess.
I can’t help but smile, though. The vibe is infectious. I grab a loaf of bread and start handing it out to people. “Here, take some bread! It’s free!” They’re all like, “Thanks, man!” and I’m feelin’ like a rockstar. But then, I realize I’m missing my favorite jam for the bread. I’m like, “C’mon, how could I forget?”
So, I rush back to the shop, and guess what? My oven starts smokin’! I’m like, “No, no, no!” I open it up, and there’s a burnt batch of pastries. I’m ready to cry. But then, I remember the parade. I grab the good stuff and head back out. I’m like, “Forget the burnt ones! Let’s party!”
I join the parade, bread in hand, and people are lovin’ it. I’m dancing, bread flying everywhere, and I’m just happy. Carregado is alive! The streets are filled with laughter, and I’m just a baker, but today, I’m part of something bigger.
As the sun sets, I’m back in my shop, exhausted but happy. I think about the day—crazy, unexpected, and full of life. Carregado, you’ve got my heart. I’m just a baker, but today, I felt like a king. And tomorrow? Who knows what’ll happen! But I’m ready for it. Bring it on!