Thursday, November 1, 2012

2 of 3: Peruvian Wedding & Events

A true glimpse of Peruvian culture was Matt and Edith's beautiful wedding. It was an elegant, elaborate reception and church ceremony. Definitely one of the nicest we've ever been to, and also a lot of fun. We were able to spend time with Edith's family and friends, who were warm and welcoming, and we all were really excited to be a groomsman/bridesmaid/flowergirl. The wedding celebration was a weekend-long party, starting with the rehearsal and dinner, wedding, and then a Sunday dinner at the bride's parents' home.


The rehearsal dinner.
Cousins! Eri and Baby Joaquin sleeping at dinner.
Eri getting her hair done before the wedding. She also
had her first manicure for the occasion and chose red polish.
What a big girl!  She was very well-behaved during the Aqua
Net and bobby pinning process.
Eri was excited to wear a white dress, "just like Aunt Edith."
The flowergirl and the groom.
Explaining the flower-sprinkling duties was somewhat confusing for Eri.
It was even more confusing for the wedding planner when we explained
that Eri would need help down the aisle because she doesn't understand
directions in Spanish and she's 2. 
Last minute adjustments.
With the dapper groom.


Right before the entire basket was dumped at Edith's feet.
Watching "the part where they get married."

Our new sister.
What a lucky guy.

The newlyweds' entrance at the reception and
Matt impressively giving a speech in perfect Spanish.
Dinner entertainment was native dancing.


The first dance.

Geoff with the bride; Brye and Eri in the back with the groom.

This guy and girl were the equivalent of the singles who catch the
garter and bouquet at American weddings, though we're not sure the
relationship lasted much longer than the next few hours. 
They couldn't cut this thing fast
enough for a certain someone. (Not Eri.)
Eri and Geoff on the dance floor.
Just the girls dancin'.
Brothers and groomsmen.
Day-after-the-wedding party at the bride's parents home.
Doin' some handy work in the backyard with Uncle Mark.
Trying to soak up as much Baby Joaquin time as we can.
Eri and her new amiga.
The first time for our Peruvian friend to eat
Macaroni and Cheese and the 1,736th time for Eri.
The Magic Cuy Game. A guinea pig (cuy) is placed in the center box,
surrounded by 10 numbered boxes with little openings.

Bets are placed by picking the number of the box you
think the cuy will run into.
Eri, who has just learned to identify numbers,
was excited to place the coins on the boxes for people. We were happy to show her
important real-life application, such as gambling. 
When all bets are placed, the cuy is made sufficiently dizzy and the box is lifted. 
The suspense in the crowd is palpable.

The cuy runs into a box and the winner gets his payday.
El Magico Cuy and his bookie.
When they're not earning a buck, the cuy are man-handled by kids,
both of which are better than what happens later (see the Peruvian cuisine notes.)
The two newest members of the Steeves family.
(Cute hat, sister.)




Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Halloween in Brazil

This American holiday, called "Halloween" in Portuguese, is celebrated here, though with much less fanfare, i.e., no copious amounts of delicious little candy bars next to the Christmas lights in Target, no trick-or-treating, no packs of sexy nurses or school girls bar-hopping, no razor blades in apples, etc. 
Kids at Eri's school changed into their costumes at the end of the day for an outdoor dance party while the teachers handed out suckers. The boys were super heros or something bloody, the girls were witches (except our little ladybug Eri) and Geoff wore a mask that stole the show.








Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Our First Visitors: The Hughes

Our first house guests: Scott, Molly and baby boy in utero! 
Their arrival was highly anticipated and their departure was sad. They were in the process of moving from Santiago, Chile, where we visited them in August (see post appropriately titled "Chile") back to Kansas City, where our lifelong friendship began, when they stopped in Florianopolis for a week to see us. We loved showing them around and showing them off to our friends here. More pix to follow.

Eri burst through the security area at the Florianopolis airport and ran
to Scolly emerging from bagage claim. 

It was cute how she flung herself into Molly's arms,
but we were really happy she didn't get shot by the policia.

The beaches here look pretty much like the ones in Kansas City.

Showing off. Molly had work to do, much to Eri's dismay,
so she upped her distraction game.
Lunch at the beach.

"Voo livre" (paragliding) was awesome. Here I am on final descent while
the instructor is encouraging me to open my eyes
so I don't miss how fast we're approaching the ground. Yep, I know.

Eri running to give me a hug after I landed alive.


Portuguese to English translation:
"Run straight off this cliff and hope for the best."
Scott's super smooth landing.
On the river.
Looks like a native.

Victor, Eri and Scott. Spinning is universally fun for
children and universally tiring for adults.


Two hemispheres of friendship.