Brazil Tip # 1: Smartphones

Tip # 1: Feel free to bring your smartphone, but just be smart about it.

Wing here.

Right before I arrived in Brazil, my Portuguese teacher told me a horrifying story that had left me convinced that I should not bring my cell phone (or any precious belongings for that matter) to Brazil. She told me that there was once a passenger who was scrolling and playing on his cell phone on the bus in the middle of the day. When the bus stopped at a street light, the shiny cell phone caught the attention of a man loitering near the bus. What followed was that the man proceeded to pry open the window of the bus in order to grab the cellphone out of the hands of the passenger.

That story stuck with me for a long time and I ended up spending my first two months in Brazil using a 2013 Samsung S2 that I had resurrected, right before my trip, from the depths of my closet in my mom’s home in Toronto.

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Although I was peace knowing that I would not shed a tear upon its loss, the cell phone itself was a disaster. The cell phone kept on freezing and the GPS function was horrible. It could never locate its location despite my efforts to stay still and it had horrible reception. It was so old that I could not install even the simplest applications on it.

It wasn’t until I was completely stranded in Botafogo, in the middle of the night, and with no money, that I realized I needed to use a phone that could support Uber or other apps that could keep me safe.

Yes, and now you might be thinking: Why were you out in the middle of the night with no money? Well, that’s the transportation system for you and will be a story for another time. But long story short, I decided to take the bus home right after my Bible study because the bus stopped right outside my house. However, due to the fact that it was a holiday weekend, the bus did not come despite an hour’s wait. Of course, if I knew that, I would not have taken the bus. By the time I decided to take the Metro, the Metro was closed on account of the holidays. As a result, I was stranded with only my crappy cellphone and a transit card. In the end, I was lucky enough to find a taxi driver that let me pay him after I got home. Talk about trust (and God’s grace!), right?

Anyways, luckily, I had also brought the smartphone I use in Canada with me and I have been using it here since.

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Although my Portuguese teacher had the best intentions to warn me of what could potentially happen, I don’t know if I would give the same advice. Smartphones are indispensable in Rio de Janeiro. As the streets often wind here and there when you least expect it, you WILL need a phone and a strong GPS function to get you through.

Also! In Rio de Janeiro, buses do not display the name of the next stop and bus drivers are not accustomed to calling out the name of the stop. Therefore, a smartphone with a GPS function is a must for foreigners and tourists who wish to use Rio’s bus system.

Now, you might be thinking: What if my phone gets stolen? Isn’t Rio de Janeiro DANGEROUS? 

Well, here’s the thing. Everybody, and I mean everybody, has a smartphone here in Rio. People walk up and down the streets with them in hand, often times not giving a care to their surroundings. In fact, when I arrived, most people had a cell phone that was even newer and more advanced than my Canadian smartphone. Even most favela residents have smartphones! It’s really not as developing a country as most people think.

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See, someone playing on their phone!

However, with that said, thefts do happen. In fact, they happen a lot. It happens at parties, in heavily packed tourists attractions, at night, and sometimes, when you least expect it. However, it is safe to say that most of the thefts happen when you are visibly careless with your phone. If you leave your wallet or phone hanging out visibly in your pocket, you are marking yourself as an open target. However, if you are aware of your surroundings and of the belongings on your body, you will be just fine.

As such, don’t worry too much about looking at your phone in public. It’s really okay and actually, can be much needed sometimes!

Life Update + A new series: Brazil Tips

It’s been nearly 1 year since we’ve posted anything — apologies!

Nguyen has been great with producing content, but has not been great at publishing it!! Babe, be confident and do it!

Since we last wrote, Nguyen successfully defended his Master’s degree and (by the grace of God), found a wonderful job at our university. As for myself, I successfully defended my comprehensive exams and am now living in Brazil for the next few months.

For me, Brazil is a paradise of all sorts. The food, the people, and the sights are amazing. There is nothing like it. From food stands to traditional dishes of black beans on rice, Brazil is heaven for food lovers.

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A typical ‘kilo’ or ‘self-service’ restaurant!

The people are equally amazing, full of fun but also kindness and patience. I have had so many troubles with communicating in Portuguese and people have gone to extreme lengths to help me understand.

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At Cristo Redentor, the view is astounding!!!

Lastly, Brazil is an urban wonder while simultaneously being a vast country of green. Rio de Janeiro, in particular, is incredible. If you ever get the chance to see the city from above, from hiking up landmarks such as the Cristo Redentor, mini-mountains such as Pão de Açucar, and forts like Forte Duque de Caixa, you will see that the city is built upon and around hills. It’s quite astounding!

However, life here has not been without its troubles. I have gotten so confused because of so many unwritten cultural rules and practices. Navigating life solely in a different language has been so difficult and at times, humiliating. Trying to meet people and attend talks has been hard. I don’t understand a lot of the times and the words just don’t come out as fluidly as they do in English. Sharing a long-distance relationship has been hard, if not excruciating at times, and it compounds on the loneliness sometimes.

Despite this, I’ve learned a lot about myself and also perhaps, about my humble roots. This experience has given me an understanding of how difficult it must have been for my parents to carve a new life in a completely foreign land with different values and customs. I’ve become more grateful lately I think. Haha.

Anyways, for the next little bit, I will be writing about my life lessons here in a series entitled “Brazil Tips”. Hopefully, you can learn a lot from them.

Abraços! (Hugs!)

To my childhood church friends…

In many ways, I see myself as a coward for not being able to step up and express my frustrations to you all.

For fear of stigma or judgement, I’ve long felt constrained to express my thoughts. However, I owe it to myself to express how I feel.

Prior to writing this letter, I’ve searched myself so many times and have wondered what my motives were. In many ways, I found myself steeped in many of the same errors I identified to be present in you all. In doing so, I wondered if I was really so qualified to write this.  I really am not. In many ways, I also struggle to escape the allures and anxieties of our neoliberal society and current world. However, I am trying, and I implore you all to do the same.

No matter the distance, church is home. It always has been. In this home, I consider you all to be my family. I love you all and you’ve done more for me than I could ever repay.

Our friendship has been foundational to my spiritual and emotional growth in every possible way: It was through you all that I met Jesus for the first time. It was through you all that I learned the power of prayer. It was through you all that I had true friends for the first time.

Our friendship together were true miracles because, for a long time, I really struggled to make true and authentic friends. It was also through you all that I was able to learn about the radical love of Christ. The wonderfully selfless love that put Christ on the Cross.

So, what happened to that?

When did we, in our efforts to find work, settle down, get married, and branch out become apathetic to the needs and the hardships of our world? When did we stop being radical?

The level of apathy amongst us is so disappointing and the level of engagement even more so.

War, rape, famine, poverty, drug use, wage inequality, gender discrimination, racism, colonialism and inequity at every level is the everyday reality for many, not our comfortable middle-class lives.

Our comfort is our privilege and yet, in many ways, has been our demise.

It’s made us blind to the radical love we should we showing. It’s made us forget the urgency.

I understand that many of us fights fires and save lives on a daily basis. I sincerely thank you for that. However, what of living out the Gospel truth in radical ways?

I’m not telling you to move to a war zone. I’m not telling you to give away your house. I’m not telling you to donate your entire income. However, at the very least, start reading the damn news and start praying about it. Get to know our world and understand why Jesus is broken over it. Get involved with your community and lobby for change. Go to rallies and raise your voice at protests. If you’re too busy, stay tuned to politics on social media at the very least. Social media is not just a fad or a game. It’s an important platform that allows grassroots organizations to speak their minds and for us to support them.

The Acts 2 fellowship was an extremely God-oriented community. It was a beautiful community and it was a radical community.

It is disappointing that we look nothing like that.

Instead, many at the Church are following the trajectories of today’s millennials and are rather, impeding important and progressive ideas from being put onto the table. It’s ridiculous and wrong to think that social justice mobilization is only for activists. It should be a mindset that we uphold every single day. It should be a thirst we have every single day. It should fuel our prayers to God every single day.  This is, at the very least, what it means to be ‘radical’.

I acknowledge that I struggle with this. I struggle with this a lot. Ashamedly, there are many times I want to just appreciate the luxuries of my middle-class life. My daily schedule involves reading 10 hours a day. Tangibly, I do very little to serve my community.

However, I’m really trying my best every day to be proactive about the issues that affect our world. I’m trying my best to think reflexively about my privileges every moment I can. I’m trying my best to trust God, to pray incessantly, and to love everyone in my community

Friends, I’m writing this letter because it hurt me so much to see your apathetic responses to a brother-in-Christ in mourning. I understand that he was not a particularly close friend. However, Christ’s blood covers all awkwardness, bad blood, and distance. Rather, Christ’s love moves us to care and honestly, your responses were pathetic.

If you cannot undertake a single act of compassion and reconciliation, how will God entrust you with a task of much more substance?

Friends, I am asking you to step up to care for this world and to care for your community and not just the people you want to care for.

If you decide this is not for you, then I am sad to say that we cannot be friends.

Canada is not the best country

By: Nguyen

I have written a lot about our neighbour from the south, but now lets be real! Canada isn’t the best country in the world, we are just mediocre.  Yes, we are “better off” than the U.S, but why do we need to compare to them? Why don’t we compare ourselves to Denmark, Norway, Finland, and Austria? Read More

The Problem with Women’s March on Washington

By: Nguyen578px-women27s_march_washington2c_dc_usa_33

The objective of the Women’s March on Washington was to (1) support women’s rights and many other issues facing Americans’ today. Some examples: (2) immigration reform, (3) healthcare reform, (4) protection of the natural environment, (5) LGBTQ rights, (6) racial justice, (7) freedom of religion, and (8) workers’ rights. The objective and purpose of the march is a great idea that should be supported!hqdefault1

However, there was some hypocrisy we need to talk about. Read More