This was originally published on my old blog, Rebel Catholic that recorded my adventures doing a nun run in 2013. I’m republishing it here in honour of the third anniversary since I returned home and the beginning of life in the married vocation I am called to.
Part 8: God in the Dodgy Pier
Originally Published: Monday 5th August, 2013
It’s Wednesday and the first day of our Catechesis with an unknown Bishop/Cardinal. We had learned from the efforts of Doug, Sarah and Natalie that our Catechesis site was not in the ritziest part of Rio de Janeiro.
So we ventured out, it took us half an hour and Natty getting a little disoriented before arriving at Samba City. Did I mention it had been raining? Yes, raining non-stop since tuesday and the streets which are half construction site and half moldering port and partially underwater.
We arrived at Samba City to a deserted carnival-like atmosphere. Turns out this is where the store, build and rehearse all the carnival floats.