In the morning, I washed all the dishes while Ricardo was out, and when he got back he made me banana pancakes. 

I mentioned that I would go to the Universidade Livre do Meio Ambiente before going back home and Ricardo offered to drive us both there . This place is a small rainforest park that was founded by Jacques Cousteau. It was an old quarry that had grown back into a nice humid jungle. They put some wooden walkways in, a couple of classrooms and bam, outdoor education centre. There were also lots of people taking wedding pictures, and even one family taking pregnancy pictures. Eek. 

We walked back to the car and got lost, wandering around quiet suburban streets and getting chased by angry dogs. 

When we finally found the car, Ricardo dropped me off at the bus station and I attempted to buy a ticket for the 12:30 bus back to Ponta Grossa. Even though there was still five minutes until the bus left, the ticket man wouldn't sell it to me. This is not China, where they would sell the ticket up to the minute and yell at you to "GO GO GO!" to the bus platform. Not in Brazil folks. I'm sure not in China anymore. 

In Brazil, if there is five minutes until the bus leaves, you have to get on the next one, which is coming in an hour and half. There is no running for any bus, ever.