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Oh dear, my third day at work is over today and I've already had so many impressions.
Where should I start!?

Day 1:

Fortunately, my German trainee colleague picked me up and drove me to Bosch together. The plant is located about 18 km outside of the city. There is a Bosch bus that collects the employees every morning, but I did not know its bus schedule at the time.
At the entrance I had to explain in broken Portuguese that it is my first day at work. They let me in after the secretary handed me my ID.
The greeting in the department was friendly and open-minded by everyone. I received a briefing in Portuguese where all the rooms, toilets and the coffee room are.
Then it went my documents and immigration formalities. A really, really Brazilian-looking lady picked me up at the factory and drove me down the highway to a small hut. She told me this is where your documents are made. Well, that really wasn't trustworthy. But since my German colleagues have already received all the documents about this Brazilian mom, I handed her my documents. After half an hour and what felt like a hundred signatures, we drove back again. Me with the uncertainty whether everything will work out and you with my visa and my phone number. Well, let's see when I have my appointment with the police and when my Brazilian identity card is with me.
Back at Bosch we went to lunch. There are two menus, “premium” and “brasil”.
The standard meal always consists of a small salad buffet, variations of rice, two or three types of meat and variations of eggs. So typically Brazilian. The whole thing then costs 2 reais (= 0.60 €). So you can eat cheaply here.
The slightly more upscale menu is then available for 8 reais and mostly consists of fish and slightly better meat with side dishes.
After this good surprise, I went to work and settled down. Day number one was over and I was able to drive home at 3 p.m. The big question was how to get home
The Bosch bus doesn't leave my direction until 5 p.m. and I haven't yet found a direct route via public transport. So the secretary was so nice and ordered a taxi home for me.
Tired from the first day and all the foreign languages, I fell into bed after shopping.

Day 2:

In the morning I knew where and at what time the Bosch bus would collect me - well, just like that! I went to the point painted on my Google Maps printout and waited. 5 minutes, then 10 and after about 20 minutes I saw the bus that said Bosch. Phew, I thought to myself, but then the bus turned into the street. I ran after and said "paro, paro" (stop, stop), but to no avail. Then I heard my name and a slight laugh. My colleague stood on the corner across the street and explained to me that the bus is now passing here. I was relieved and the day could begin.
The bus driver agreed to pick me up right in front of my front door from now on and we drove off.

When I arrived at Bosch, I got an insight into my projects, had a conversation with my boss and ate beans with meat and rice again :-D.
I was able to arrange a ride home - Leonardo. He lives nearby and also studies at the PUC. So I was able to show me the university and the adjoining fahéja on the way home. It is really an oppressive feeling with good clothes, a full stomach and several reais driving the car through the street, when the half-demolished houses or tarpaulins are standing on the right and left, people are staring at you with their empty eyes and there is trash everywhere on the street and people lie.
Leonardo explained to me that the areas are harmless compared to the suburbs of Rio, but still I shouldn't go through it. Especially not with a cell phone and wallet in hand. No, I'll avoid this area, I think I've seen enough and I didn't think it appropriate to take a picture to show you here.

The rest of the day I learned Portuguese with my roommate Michelle from Canada, as she is writing a test on Wednesday. I think that day I spoke all the words I know so far, at work and at home.

Day 3:

Despite my skepticism, the bus stopped at my front door and at work I now know what to expect in the next few months.
After work, I kept my appointment with my Professor Kato. This man is truly a relaxed and very friendly person. Nevertheless, I was able to find out that I will really have a lot to work at the university. I get - everything after “Carnival”, because you don't work here beforehand 🙂 - two papers every week, which I have to work on and summarize with a little discussion. I can do this first task in English. There is also an event on Monday evenings. I will visit them and have to give a presentation on marketing in Germany in Portuguese. At that very moment, I think my facial features slipped away from me. Yes, let's see how it will sound then. : -DD I will definitely get along very well

Well, as the professor said so beautifully: "It's everything part of your experiences". Yes then I'll tackle it. After Carnival, of course.

Speaking of Carnival, this weekend I'm going to St. Catarina for 3 nights, as Monday and Tuesday are still free. Who is already working on Carnival. 😀
After that I will be able to provide you with beautiful beach pictures. I'm already looking forward to the weekend with my Canadian roommate and her fellow students. The weather in St. Catarina is also very likely to be better than in Curitiba. Well, it's not bad here, but you can expect a little rain (mostly in the evening). Otherwise we have around 26-28 degrees. However, I have to admit that I wear a jacket to work because the air conditioning cools everything down quite a bit.

So I think for the time being I have written everything that is happening here and I will tell you more after St. Catarina.

I often think about you.

Best regards to Germany,



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