<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 05 Sep 2024 05:20:07 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Italy</category><category>collection</category><category>goals</category><category>grandma</category><category>memories</category><category>miniatures</category><category>travel</category><title>Tropichahni</title><description>A blog about my life as an American living in Brazil. I talk about the culture, food, people and just about anything on my mind. Brazil Brasil show your face!</description><link>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-790744252517581287</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Aug 2017 05:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-08-08T02:23:08.693-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text"> Earn free bitcoin 
</atom:summary><link>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2017/08/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-6809591731151021453</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Nov 2014 11:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-11-19T09:46:42.565-02:00</atom:updated><title>Repurposed</title><atom:summary type="text">Can you imagine sitting down to a bowl of ice cream and reminding yourself not to throw the empty pot away? Have you ever been shopping and chosen one product over the other because the packaging can be re-purposed? What about having your scissors sharpened? Maybe some of you have thought of these things, but for the majority of people living in the USA, we never think about these things. </atom:summary><link>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2014/11/repurposed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-05SUTgzbTVs/VGx_7PQGmaI/AAAAAAAADC0/hSo4kd0z-t4/s72-c/kibon-pote-napolitano-450_tcm95-314633.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-4681524465652462133</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Nov 2014 13:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-11-08T11:56:27.870-02:00</atom:updated><title>Conservation</title><atom:summary type="text">When I arrived in Brazil for the first time, I remember something that stood out in my mind about Brazil and the people. I was sitting on the bus traveling across town, when I noticed a woman using a hose as a broom. She was literally washing the dirt from the street with the hose. It crossed my mind that maybe there was 
something really sticky and it was bothering her, or maybe some dog poop. </atom:summary><link>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2014/11/conservation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tropichahni)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0BhnE-d4qvneNQE5vaPY7HfXxBR1X7teGBXj7kYQpQNKdrMqTUT0Y-RG5EJzoc2W4G4k4kNobPERKzI6pbk1TIvgqfM-l2T98JgCQ5uWWITJSDWgPVioUOLYhlcLDxiRQQDgrN41XFnGb/s72-c/Lavando-a-cal%C3%A7ada.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-7021107640805111126</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Feb 2012 16:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-20T14:52:26.961-02:00</atom:updated><title>The Real Me Writes.</title><atom:summary type="text">I will continue this blog about my life here in Brazil but I have also started a new blog called &quot;The Real Me Writes&quot;. If you don&#39;t want to know what is going on in this head of mine, then DON&#39;T check it out!

http://therealmewrites.blogspot.com/</atom:summary><link>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2012/02/real-me-writes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-1030163216111825195</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Feb 2012 16:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-20T14:49:45.554-02:00</atom:updated><title>Pitbull Live From Brazil</title><atom:summary type="text">Vevo is going to stream Pitbull&#39;s concert live tomorrow. Pitbull is here in Brazil for Carnival 2012. 
Check it out!
http://pitbull.vevo.com/</atom:summary><link>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2012/02/pitbull-live-from-brazil.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-64092071778226306</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Feb 2012 18:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-17T16:42:03.006-02:00</atom:updated><title>Residency</title><atom:summary type="text">

So, I know that most people don&#39;t know what I have been through to get my permanent residency and I don&#39;t expect anyone to be excited for me. I am really excited today though because after years of process after process, I have finally received the ID card.&amp;nbsp; I actually have it in my hands!!! Once again I don&#39;t expect anyone else to share in the joy... but for me, this is a big milestone. I</atom:summary><link>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2012/02/residency.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs2xjfaKZZwz1fu45N6Me8lF93sH5watKYCDOL-l7prrO_1yFSDu2LSEwkAR7LBEfjnDkppG9COYY2jlcYpmQD1ERI5eYUazxkJrm6aUYwfWUGeSDol8BUrscyNM51M6Sgx7nSF2yfZew/s72-c/Snapshot_20120217_1.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-6473670639148873448</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Feb 2012 01:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-08T23:52:19.369-02:00</atom:updated><title>Making a promise has never been so confusing.</title><atom:summary type="text">If someone tells you that they made a promise to not do something, what do you think?&amp;nbsp; Let&#39;s just say for example, that you hear someone say that they promised they would not use Facebook. what is the first thing that comes to your mind? I had this happen to me a few weeks ago. In my mind when I heard the person saying they had made a promise, I assumed that they had promised their mother or</atom:summary><link>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2012/02/making-promise-has-never-been-so.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-5424187359219929151</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Feb 2012 00:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-08T22:14:54.724-02:00</atom:updated><title>Wake back up Brazil!</title><atom:summary type="text">Ok so now that all the drama is out of the way... lets post something positive.

Carnival is coming! Okay so I can&#39;t say that I get all excited about it, but I do love the spirit of it all. The first year that I arrived in Brazil and I saw how Brazil &quot;LIVED&quot; Carnival, I started saying that &quot;Brazil goes to sleep at new years and only wakes up again for Carnival&quot; After Carnival is when life in </atom:summary><link>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2012/02/wake-back-up-brazil.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRs6a4AKy_UY3WNnIfLuJPzXlQDO35NQ0aBGQgDmarmPpiVAn9vHbXK-CEPqAMygNXF_71_NQzv_c0B2QvOpqb9eivBhgmLIvaLniCDL9wuuHmhtCZ1MV4x3aAl7LoHv6YvZcOx2BwQZg/s72-c/rio_carnival05.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-5810761926057859290</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Feb 2012 12:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-08T11:16:30.332-02:00</atom:updated><title>Ahem... you should know...</title><atom:summary type="text">It has been a while since I posted. I just now realized that when I have these long pauses in my writing, it is usually because something crazy is happening in my life. So, as long as I am writing, things are good. If I stop, then you should all take it as a red flag warning.&amp;nbsp; 

I can&#39;t possibly begin to wrap my head around the events of the last year enough to post an insightful post. So </atom:summary><link>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2012/02/ahem-you-should-know.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-419273899483901104</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Nov 2011 00:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-23T23:10:10.911-02:00</atom:updated><title>Thanks!</title><atom:summary type="text">

Mom had a tradition of sitting down at the Thanksgiving table and asking each of us to take turns saying what we were thankful for that year.&amp;nbsp;This
usually ended up with the one speaking getting a bit choked up and as kids we dreaded our turn. So we would quietly wait, just hoping Mom would forget about the tradition for one year. Of course she never forgot and we would always end up taking</atom:summary><link>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-9043009450776611235</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Nov 2011 22:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-02T20:38:02.421-02:00</atom:updated><title>Travels ahead</title><atom:summary type="text">I know it has been a month but I haven&#39;t been able to find the time to write in my blog.

I bought tickets to visit my parents and I am really excited to go. My brothers have bought tickets for me to fly and visit each of them. I really can&#39;t wait to see the kids again!!! I have not even met one of them and she is growing up so fast and hasn&#39;t met her tia yet.



I am going to be in the states </atom:summary><link>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/11/travels-ahead.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-5116961184076835021</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Sep 2011 15:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-04T12:46:14.731-03:00</atom:updated><title>It is in the silence that we must listen.</title><atom:summary type="text">I was reading Seth Godin&#39;s blog this morning and again I came across a post that I would like to comment on.

He says:

&quot;Not fade away


			Most partnerships don&#39;t end up in court.

Most friendships don&#39;t end in a fight.

Most customers don&#39;t leave in a huff.

Instead, when one party feels under-appreciated, or perhaps taken 
advantage of, she stops showing up as often. Stops investing. Begins to</atom:summary><link>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/09/it-is-in-silence-that-we-must-listen.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-8072299050769406102</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Aug 2011 15:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-11-19T10:22:07.258-02:00</atom:updated><title>Runner</title><atom:summary type="text">

Well, I did it, I signed my life away! I am locked into a year contract with a gym. It is really really expensive and I hesitated to go for it... but I knew that it was the only way to get me committed to doing it. If it was cheap, I would never go.&amp;nbsp; The best thing about it is that it includes the pool. I am a fish and I love the water!

So, today I am going to look for a swimming suit, </atom:summary><link>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/08/runner.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-5554372837673073562</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Aug 2011 01:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-08-25T22:53:06.042-03:00</atom:updated><title>Passwords</title><atom:summary type="text">Fromses nowses onses, Ises haveses decidedeses thatses Ises willses ignorses theses socialses ruleses andses continueses toses makeses funses ofses peopleses whoses talkses funnyses. Thereses onceses waseses a dayses in whichses I metses a boyses, and the boyses madeses me very confuseses. I couldn&#39;tses understanses thatses heses waseses speakingses Englisheses untilses I realizedeses that he </atom:summary><link>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/08/passwords.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-6107225691792815242</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Aug 2011 01:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-08-15T22:30:42.486-03:00</atom:updated><title>Weekend clicked</title><atom:summary type="text">It is simple, it just clicked. My weekend was so nice and I felt so relaxed. You know when things just click? Like when everything is just in a really good rhythm? I spent two days relaxing with friends and enjoying nature. We stayed up late talking about everything under the sun (and then some). I love moments like that! I wish it didn&#39;t have to end, but reality is that work starts early </atom:summary><link>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/08/weekend-clicked.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-5703931799199691331</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Aug 2011 11:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-08-02T09:07:29.639-03:00</atom:updated><title>Truth just around the corner...</title><atom:summary type="text">I read the post today on Seth Godin&#39;s blog. It is about taking a closer look at your business, and if your business is one that is willing to take a look in the mirror to see its flaws or if you are willing to just go with the status quo. 

I particularly like the imagery he draws when he says:

&quot;Sometimes, we get close to finding out who we really are, what&#39;s the  status of our situation, what&#39;s</atom:summary><link>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/08/truth-just-around-corner.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-1615855843343139763</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Jul 2011 12:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-19T09:55:04.186-03:00</atom:updated><title>I adore you!</title><atom:summary type="text">So, loneliness is a matter of perception, right? I imagine it is. I am pretty sure there is some study out there that proves what I just said. So, I was thinking about how I have always been the person who would choose very carefully the people I surrounded myself with and was never someone who encouraged or fostered superficial relationships.&amp;nbsp; I think it reflects in my friends list on </atom:summary><link>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-adore-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-7673526471108350398</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Jul 2011 14:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-17T12:01:14.505-03:00</atom:updated><title>Wii got the upper hand.</title><atom:summary type="text">I have been trying to lose weight for my trip home to visit family in December. I was going to do it alone but since I started the diet/workout routine, I have been joined by my Mom and -M-. I have decided that the exercise portion of my diet is going to be based on three items: The Wii, a jump rope and running.&amp;nbsp; I will have to progress through the 3 items as I lose weight, I can&#39;t just skip</atom:summary><link>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/07/wii-got-upper-hand.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-163146194564044491</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Jul 2011 09:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-15T06:30:01.163-03:00</atom:updated><title>Winter Wonderland</title><atom:summary type="text">It is winter in Brazil and you wouldn&#39;t really know it. This week I was able to wear my tank-tops and shorts a few time. I enjoy weather like this, but I am really am missing the winter wonderland weather I grew up with in Utah. It has been almost 9 years since I experienced a really cold winter. I would love to see snow again! I would love to wake up and&amp;nbsp; walk outside to see the front yard </atom:summary><link>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/07/winter-wonderland.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-4375689146504608016</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Jul 2011 09:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-14T06:30:02.672-03:00</atom:updated><title>I am a ninja!</title><atom:summary type="text">Something made me laugh really hard in class the other night. I was playing the audio CD for the class to check their book work.  I played it the first time around and one of my students started erasing the answers she had written down in her book. I then played the tape a second time and she put up her hand and said... &quot;Wait just a minute please! I was right the first time.&quot; I looked at her and </atom:summary><link>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-am-ninja.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-862876085390103316</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Jul 2011 09:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-13T07:00:34.252-03:00</atom:updated><title>Good Luck... on your wedding day.</title><atom:summary type="text">One of my students reminded me yesterday of a conversation I had with her a few months ago. It was about a phrase that is commonly used in Brazil for weddings.  Every time I think of this conversation it makes me laugh a bit. I find these slight cultural differences really facilitating and entertain most of the time.We were talking about the phrase &quot;good luck&quot;. She had mentioned to me that she </atom:summary><link>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/07/good-luck-on-your-wedding-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-543086319738388488</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Jul 2011 12:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-17T10:55:56.109-03:00</atom:updated><title>Brazil vs. USA (Cultural Differences)</title><atom:summary type="text">I’ve been mulling over  where I should pick this blog back up. I have shown a lot of information  about food and traditions here in Brazil but I think this blog is in  desperate need of some cultural and social comparisons with the country I  was born. Here they are and in no rational order.Oh and please keep in mind that these are just my opinions!!!


   USA   BRAZIL  
   I will do it alone   </atom:summary><link>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/07/brazil-vs-usa-cultural-differences.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhemAOMYis4ZMjRDcLq798gKIKXLKeEbIt0CWR-ajAUnsacOtJEJjaEn1Z467agFuglz-ToAzfWSg-yci7-JHBDRoEbXLMreGOisvTrK1nJacq-CxQTZ-WQ1ww14NNeZ-cCbAlskyrSxFs/s72-c/index.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-6176130700346272485</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Sep 2010 14:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-30T11:45:38.099-03:00</atom:updated><title>I need some sun.</title><atom:summary type="text">What is up with all the clouds? It has been cloudy for almost a full week and a half. There was a tiny ray of sun that came through the clouds the day before yesterday and it felt so weird. I was sitting in the car waiting for a friend of mine to come out of his dentist appointment, when my arm started to itch. I looked down and there was one little strip of light that was running across my arm. </atom:summary><link>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-need-some-sun.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-4357785424352830883</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Sep 2010 13:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-25T10:10:02.704-03:00</atom:updated><title>I swear I have not stopped.</title><atom:summary type="text">I swear I am not done writing in this blog. I have just had a lot of things going on this last month. I will be back this week just as before. So... please stay tuned :)</atom:summary><link>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-swear-i-have-not-stopped.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-7663474473021490185</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Sep 2010 12:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-08T09:52:01.184-03:00</atom:updated><title>Happy (belated)  Independence day Brazil.</title><atom:summary type="text">I know I am a day late... but I just want to wish Brazil a Happy Independence day!

Brazil gained independence from Portugal on 7 September 1822, when Dom Pedro I, stood his ground against the rule of the portuguese king.

Here is a little bit from wikipedia about the event.

When King João VI finally returned to Portugal, in the early 1820s, most  of the privileges that had been accorded to </atom:summary><link>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-belated-independence-day-brazil.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>