<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:30:21.878-03:00</updated><title type='text'>EsPaÇo CaNaDá</title><subtitle type='html'>"Metade de mim é partida
a outra metade é saudade [...] Metade de mim é a lembrança do que fui a outra metade não sei [...] Metade de mim é amor
e a outra metade também."

(Oswaldo Montenegro)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-5842714531739596522</id><published>2009-03-08T01:28:00.020-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T21:07:05.091-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Férias, merecidas férias</title><content type='html'>Amigos, desculpem-me o longo tempo sem resposta, eu estava de férias!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310673594007949618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SbNNfyDkETI/AAAAAAAABzU/9cM1XMqbKVg/s400/DSC09942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310679888785747682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SbNTOL7iruI/AAAAAAAABz0/seUnn0mwhzg/s400/DSC09458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Descansei, aproveitei, recuperei as energias, tomei um solzinho e... arrumei um namorado novo! Casado e como vocês podem ver na foto abaixo, a esposa dele parece nao saber de nada!!!! rsrs Ou pelo menos finge muito bem!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310674118305491410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SbNN-TN1qdI/AAAAAAAABzc/zikxqGjvEcw/s400/DSC09811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O meu sobrinho Lucas viu essa foto e perguntou: É o Shrek??? Onde é que ele mora??? hehehe que graça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310674511393425890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SbNOVLlTieI/AAAAAAAABzk/Ve3VNJFncEk/s400/DSC09765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310676507589000530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SbNQJX_avVI/AAAAAAAABzs/njDnpkPXEyM/s400/DSC00052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SbNM8JzHxcI/AAAAAAAABzM/KAvUfSijwAk/s1600-h/DSC09936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310672981906146754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SbNM8JzHxcI/AAAAAAAABzM/KAvUfSijwAk/s400/DSC09936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O lugar é lindo e o que tem de melhor: a comida! Restaurantes maravilhosos!!!! Ok, ganhei uns quilinhos, é verdade, mas valeu a pena! Tenho que voltar a pensar naquela estória de correr. Aqui no Canadá eu simplesmente nao consegui colocar o tênis e sair por aí correndo com essa neve toda. O pessoal aqui corre, cheguei a entrar em um grupo de corredores, mas nao consegui me animar com a temperatura beirando sempre os -5°C...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aqui, resolvi dividir a minha refeiçao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310680365628902914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SbNTp8TzzgI/AAAAAAAABz8/Zhbj0IKJE_4/s400/DSC00066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;O bicudo ficou agradecido!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310681334636635362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SbNUiWJQZOI/AAAAAAAAB0E/gFVHVFAqFZg/s400/DSC00069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas foi embora e contou para a sua turma toda! Daí veio a galera fazer fila e mendigar uma migalha de pao também! Uma piada!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310681548329544370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SbNUuyNnarI/AAAAAAAAB0M/oO6DK9o2MT0/s400/DSC00067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gente, falando em mendigar, tem uma coisa que me assustou muito nos Estados Unidos dessa vez... A quantidade de sem-teto que tem morando nas ruas. A disputa por um banco para dormir é grande. Em Santa Monica tinha uma pessoa em cada banco na beira da praia. Tudo bem que muitos deles vivem nas ruas por opçao mesmo, envolvimento com drogas e tal, mas tem gente que você olha e vê que há bem pouco tempo deveria ter uma situaçao econômica muito diferente da que tem hoje. Pode-se notar pelas malas, pela bicicleta e pelas roupas que as pessoas vestem, que ainda sao muito novinhas. Conversei com algumas pessoas locais e tive a confirmaçao de que realmente a situaçao está se agravando muito depois da crise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aqui na foto abaixo pode-se ver dois desses desafortunados. Triste, triste demais...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310689113943452738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SbNbnKUiLEI/AAAAAAAAB0U/r2Cr4nR8TNw/s400/DSC09896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;E para finalizar, a foto que mais gostei da viagem: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310692037015062178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SbNeRTnHRqI/AAAAAAAAB0c/bPsKWcMfOJ0/s400/DSC00050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Era para ser a foto para a minha coleçao de um pavao que vi em uma galeria de arte. Acabou sendo a foto do pavao e com o reflexo, a praia e coqueiros atras e eu no meio, tirando a foto. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-5842714531739596522?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/5842714531739596522/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=5842714531739596522&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/5842714531739596522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/5842714531739596522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2009/03/ferias-merecidas-ferias.html' title='Férias, merecidas férias'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SbNNfyDkETI/AAAAAAAABzU/9cM1XMqbKVg/s72-c/DSC09942.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-7880580287416049517</id><published>2009-01-01T04:51:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T01:23:40.372-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Um Brasil que eu amo, outro Brasil que eu abandono...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hoje estou voltando, deixando para trás momentos maravilhosos.&lt;br /&gt;Meu Deus, como passaram rápido esses dias...&lt;br /&gt;Mas ainda assim, a viagem foi tão boa! Fiz surpresa e fui surpreendida também, vi pessoas da minha família que eu não via há mais de dez anos!&lt;br /&gt;Logo no dia em que cheguei, churrasco no porcão com a minha família. A Giovanna adorou a idéia de fazer surpresa e o meu pai nao acreditou quando me viu sentada à mesa. Depois, comi churrasco e tomei sol na fazenda, fui convidada para almocar com o meu ex-chefe e comemos... churrasco, e para nao dizer que só comi churrasco, reuni família e grandes amigos no Sumô.&lt;br /&gt;Pão de queijo da mamãe, dormir com as minhas gatinhas, ouvir a palavra tia Danuzia várias vezes ao dia, dormir de madrugada, acordar tarde, ir à Torre, passar pelos Ministérios... Que saudades vou sentir de tudo isso...&lt;br /&gt;Por outro lado, que estranha a sensação de sentir falta de um outro lugar, que há tão pouco tempo não fazia parte da minha vida, mas que hoje já chamo de minha casa...&lt;br /&gt;Estranhei muito muita coisa aqui no Brasil também, trânsito sendo a primeira delas.&lt;br /&gt;Mas vi em muitas pessoas uma garra, uma vontade de mudar de vida, de conseguir melhorar de situação, coisa bem característica de brasileiro, povo que não tem medo de lutar, não tem medo de trabalho, não tem preguiça de por a mão na massa. Existem muitos outros que nem mereciam ser chamados de brasileiros, mas eu quero acreditar que eles não são maioria.&lt;br /&gt;Vou deixar o Brasil corrupto, o Brasil que tenta subornar, o Brasil que trapaceia, o Brasil do jeitinho malandro que eu tanto detesto, e vou levar comigo o Brasil do alto-astral, o Brasil do carisma, o Brasil da coragem e do calor humano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desejo a todos um 2009 mais justo, mais solidário, mais caloroso, mesmo estando nas geleiras (leia-se geladeiras) do Canadá!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A música que eu deixo aqui retrata bem os dois lados do Brasil. O lado bom e o lado mau, o lado forte e o lado fraco, o lado branco e o lado negro, os dois lados de mim mesma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brasis&lt;br /&gt;Seu Jorge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem um Brasil que é próspero&lt;br /&gt;Outro não muda&lt;br /&gt;Um Brasil que investe&lt;br /&gt;Outro que suga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um de sunga&lt;br /&gt;Outro de gravata&lt;br /&gt;Tem um que faz amor&lt;br /&gt;E tem o outro que mata&lt;br /&gt;Brasil do ouro&lt;br /&gt;Brasil da prata&lt;br /&gt;Brasil do balacochê&lt;br /&gt;Da mulata...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem um Brasil que é lindo&lt;br /&gt;Outro que fede&lt;br /&gt;O Brasil que dá&lt;br /&gt;É igualzinho ao que pede...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pede paz, saúde&lt;br /&gt;Trabalho e dinheiro&lt;br /&gt;Pede pelas crianças&lt;br /&gt;Do país inteiro&lt;br /&gt;Lararará!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem um Brasil que soca&lt;br /&gt;Outro que apanha&lt;br /&gt;Um Brasil que saca&lt;br /&gt;Outro que chuta&lt;br /&gt;Perde, ganha&lt;br /&gt;Sobe, desce&lt;br /&gt;Vai à luta bate bola&lt;br /&gt;Porém não vai à escola...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brasil de cobre&lt;br /&gt;Brasil de lata&lt;br /&gt;É negro, é branco, é nissei&lt;br /&gt;É verde, é índio peladão&lt;br /&gt;É mameluco, é cafuso&lt;br /&gt;É confusão&lt;br /&gt;É negro, é branco, é nissei&lt;br /&gt;É verde, é índio peladão&lt;br /&gt;É mameluco, é cafuso&lt;br /&gt;É confusão...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh pindorama eu quero&lt;br /&gt;Seu porto seguro&lt;br /&gt;Suas palmeiras&lt;br /&gt;Suas feiras, seu café&lt;br /&gt;Suas riquezas&lt;br /&gt;Praias, cachoeiras&lt;br /&gt;Quero ver o seu povo&lt;br /&gt;De cabeça em pé...(2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Repetir a letra)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero ver o seu povo&lt;br /&gt;De cabeça em pé...(final 2x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289490271592060866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SWgLYIkhF8I/AAAAAAAABxM/14YhaZYmGfk/s400/DSC02406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porcao com a familia Trapo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SWgPiG6zIVI/AAAAAAAABxk/pvREwJhtyiY/s1600-h/DSC09007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289494840993849682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SWgPiG6zIVI/AAAAAAAABxk/pvREwJhtyiY/s400/DSC09007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sumô com a minha anfitria Veve e Deby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289496050546877826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SWgQog2tpYI/AAAAAAAABxs/cu47Z5Xs4yM/s400/DSC09048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Leoninas no Sumô&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SWgN3CZIEAI/AAAAAAAABxc/YKuR_xjlPqo/s1600-h/DSC02594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289493001532870658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SWgN3CZIEAI/AAAAAAAABxc/YKuR_xjlPqo/s400/DSC02594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Família Trapo na Roça! Bom demais sô! Teve pequi!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SWgNieIJ8VI/AAAAAAAABxU/kwkwkgpn0uk/s1600-h/DSC02580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289492648200630610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SWgNieIJ8VI/AAAAAAAABxU/kwkwkgpn0uk/s400/DSC02580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pense em uma galerinha feliz quando ouve a palavra roça...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289496575011377090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SWgRHCoyz8I/AAAAAAAABx0/-WFoN_cB2jw/s400/DSC09066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Esplanada. Bonita e vazia. O mesmo vazio que senti ao deixar para trás as pessoas que eu mais amo nesse mundo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289499959273784146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SWgUMB_1A1I/AAAAAAAABx8/qar_FU1PAeE/s400/DSC09087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E de volta à casa, a minha paz branca sem fim... Amo muito tudo isso!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-7880580287416049517?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/7880580287416049517/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=7880580287416049517&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/7880580287416049517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/7880580287416049517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2009/01/um-brasil-que-eu-amo-outro-brasil-que.html' title='Um Brasil que eu amo, outro Brasil que eu abandono...'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SWgLYIkhF8I/AAAAAAAABxM/14YhaZYmGfk/s72-c/DSC02406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-5938689666329728416</id><published>2008-11-21T22:04:00.010-02:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T00:31:26.597-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ainda bem que não foi nas páginas policias!!!!! rs</title><content type='html'>Engraçado é que hoje na Universidade muita gente veio falar que me viu no jornal. Foi aí que percebi como esse jornalzinho tem uma circulação fantástica!&lt;br /&gt;Até no ônibus as pessoas ficavam me olhando com cara de quê conheço essa cara!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.readmetro.com/show/en/Ottawa/20081119/1/6/"&gt;http://www.readmetro.com/show/en/Ottawa/20081119/1/6/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É isso aí, estou pão-dura mesmo e nesse ano não tem Mamãe Danuzoel não!!! Só mesmo para os sobrinhos. Dani, nada de providenciar irmãzinha para a Giovanna não senão vocês vão me falir! rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O semestre está acabando e eu quero mais é que acabe mesmo!!!! Antes que ele acabe comigo! rs&lt;br /&gt;O inverno já deu o seu ar da graça aqui. Teremos 16 graus negativos neste fim de semana. E nem embaixo das cobertas vou poder ficar. Tenho aula amanhã o dia todo e, no domingo, trabalho em grupo. Nessa quarta-feira fiz a minha primeira apresentação em inglês e foi um sucesso. Todo muito gostou muito e muita gente veio falar comigo depois. Fiquei felizinha, porque estava com medo de dar um branco geral e nem conseguir abrir a boca...&lt;br /&gt;É impressionante como com o tempo essa questão da língua deixa de ser problema. Já consigo falar ao telefone em inglês ou em francês e às vezes nos dois juntos, sem a preocupação de que não vou entender o que a pessoa está falando. O pânico passou, e isso facilita muito o processo.&lt;br /&gt;Estou estudando o francês na Universidade de Ottawa e eu percebo que a cada dia o idioma fica mais fluente na minha cabeça. Às vezes me pego pensando em francês e depois em inglês. No começo isso me deixava maluquinha. Eu não conseguia continuar a conversa em inglês se eu ouvisse uma palavra em francês, por exemplo... Hoje mudo de um para o outro sem grandes traumas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse é um conselho que eu gostaria de dar para quem pretende vir. Não deixem, em hipótese alguma, para aprender o francês aqui... Se puder vir já falando bem os dois, melhor ainda. Não é fácil conseguir um BOM emprego se você não é bilingue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, time is over. Il faut que j'aille.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só um último detalhe... Essa coisa de esquecer o português não é frescura de quem foi morar fora do país não... Ontem teclando com a minhã irmã ela me disse que eu emburreci... Matei a gramática algumas vezes e ela morreu de rir... Logo eu que era tão meticulosa com o meu português! E conversando com o meu pai eu disse a ele: "Pai, não aceitaram a cópia autentificada". E ele: "A cópia o quê????" hahahaha triste... É rir para não chorar. E olha que tem um monte de brasileiros aqui e eu falo português praticamente todos os dias. Só deixei mesmo de ler e escrever, e acho que é o suficiente para perder aos poucos as regras gramaticais que sabemos. E para completar, com a reforma da língua portuguesa, vou mesmo ficar "emburrecida", não vai ter jeito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foto de Outono, uma das únicas que tive tempo de tirar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271282530372212914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SSdbiG2O2LI/AAAAAAAABww/y0Ikq04NTmQ/s400/IMG_0092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, cuidem-se e nada de gastar muito nesse fim de ano, heim?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Até breve!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-5938689666329728416?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/5938689666329728416/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=5938689666329728416&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/5938689666329728416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/5938689666329728416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2008/11/ainda-bem-que-no-foi-nas-pginas.html' title='Ainda bem que não foi nas páginas policias!!!!! rs'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SSdbiG2O2LI/AAAAAAAABww/y0Ikq04NTmQ/s72-c/IMG_0092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-4505449485322578569</id><published>2008-09-06T22:20:00.024-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T23:33:01.718-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Caçadora de Balões ;o))</title><content type='html'>Bom, já deve ter dado para perceber que sumi... E vou continuar sumida! As aulas começaram, já tenho 3 projetos para fazer, 3 livros para ler, uma penca de artigos e ainda por cima estou em treinamento no trabalho, o que significa que nem fim de semana anda sobrando.&lt;br /&gt;Mas nada a reclamar, estou feliz da vida!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As fotos abaixo são do Festival de Balões aqui de Gatineau. Vale muito a pena conhecer! Para mim foi mais interessante ainda porque participei dos briefings, da montagem, da caça aos balões e ainda tive a oportunidade de voar nos dois últimos dias do Festival. Vejam as fotos para terem uma idéia e digam se exagerei.&lt;br /&gt;A experiência foi tão boa que aceitei a proposta do Ken de indicar o meu nome para ser parte da "crew" dos balões locais. Vamos ver se terei tempo, no entanto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um abraço grande, galera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMzdg8KYMI/AAAAAAAABwk/4xpAuiEc-g0/s1600-h/DSC08964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243090973340885186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMzdg8KYMI/AAAAAAAABwk/4xpAuiEc-g0/s400/DSC08964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMzLC7k0tI/AAAAAAAABwc/UdWJDC80cUo/s1600-h/DSC08962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243090656047715026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMzLC7k0tI/AAAAAAAABwc/UdWJDC80cUo/s400/DSC08962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMy-enbT0I/AAAAAAAABwU/dHNAfXSiXCw/s1600-h/DSC08904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243090440141098818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMy-enbT0I/AAAAAAAABwU/dHNAfXSiXCw/s400/DSC08904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Foto da Universidade de Ottawa, onde estou trabalhando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMyeuWgYmI/AAAAAAAABwM/yuE_MuV9WXE/s1600-h/DSC08865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243089894609281634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMyeuWgYmI/AAAAAAAABwM/yuE_MuV9WXE/s400/DSC08865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMyTsQ29tI/AAAAAAAABwE/8cH-kxUHogA/s1600-h/DSC08863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243089705070163666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMyTsQ29tI/AAAAAAAABwE/8cH-kxUHogA/s400/DSC08863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMxg_uNaOI/AAAAAAAABv8/MyGikS8Ayp4/s1600-h/DSC08860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243088834120214754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMxg_uNaOI/AAAAAAAABv8/MyGikS8Ayp4/s400/DSC08860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMxG5Jp1hI/AAAAAAAABv0/s7DPrKryN7M/s1600-h/DSC08803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243088385679676946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMxG5Jp1hI/AAAAAAAABv0/s7DPrKryN7M/s400/DSC08803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMwzr_HVTI/AAAAAAAABvs/j0DW3A3r8j8/s1600-h/DSC08776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243088055728297266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMwzr_HVTI/AAAAAAAABvs/j0DW3A3r8j8/s400/DSC08776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMwhw3V7aI/AAAAAAAABvk/alxg6RD5y8I/s1600-h/DSC08750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243087747800231330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMwhw3V7aI/AAAAAAAABvk/alxg6RD5y8I/s400/DSC08750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eu, Amanda e Valeria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMwYKAPcwI/AAAAAAAABvc/QVu0fo7L-Rs/s1600-h/DSC08747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243087582749750018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMwYKAPcwI/AAAAAAAABvc/QVu0fo7L-Rs/s400/DSC08747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMwApncNCI/AAAAAAAABvU/nErSw1Uc854/s1600-h/DSC08702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243087178918802466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMwApncNCI/AAAAAAAABvU/nErSw1Uc854/s400/DSC08702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Barbara ao fundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMv0uRn_EI/AAAAAAAABvM/y1F387x3bgM/s1600-h/DSC08690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243086974011046978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMv0uRn_EI/AAAAAAAABvM/y1F387x3bgM/s400/DSC08690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMvdDgzPxI/AAAAAAAABvE/CiB7ZNt9Y8A/s1600-h/DSC08661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243086567394983698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMvdDgzPxI/AAAAAAAABvE/CiB7ZNt9Y8A/s400/DSC08661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMvC_COAMI/AAAAAAAABu8/R1pyxyhYhRE/s1600-h/DSC08644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243086119516373186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMvC_COAMI/AAAAAAAABu8/R1pyxyhYhRE/s400/DSC08644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMueYK_TbI/AAAAAAAABu0/zbOq2z_28b0/s1600-h/DSC08569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243085490608885170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMueYK_TbI/AAAAAAAABu0/zbOq2z_28b0/s400/DSC08569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMuMGhbAhI/AAAAAAAABus/vwbh_LRK3Ys/s1600-h/DSC08554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243085176633491986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMuMGhbAhI/AAAAAAAABus/vwbh_LRK3Ys/s400/DSC08554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMt6A_W3-I/AAAAAAAABuk/JuWAoqU3Ybw/s1600-h/DSC08539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243084865910792162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMt6A_W3-I/AAAAAAAABuk/JuWAoqU3Ybw/s400/DSC08539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMttNoHrFI/AAAAAAAABuc/VkDiy5DyKq0/s1600-h/DSC08534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243084645964688466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMttNoHrFI/AAAAAAAABuc/VkDiy5DyKq0/s400/DSC08534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMtesyhKEI/AAAAAAAABuU/V5xeKPLvzNM/s1600-h/DSC01702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243084396631763010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMtesyhKEI/AAAAAAAABuU/V5xeKPLvzNM/s400/DSC01702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-4505449485322578569?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/4505449485322578569/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=4505449485322578569&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/4505449485322578569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/4505449485322578569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2008/09/caadora-de-bales-o.html' title='A Caçadora de Balões ;o))'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SMMzdg8KYMI/AAAAAAAABwk/4xpAuiEc-g0/s72-c/DSC08964.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-1110727541234739819</id><published>2008-07-28T02:13:00.014-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T03:04:34.855-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ordem e Progresso na minha vida!!!</title><content type='html'>Ainda nao tinha postado fotos da minha despedida lah no aeroporto...&lt;br /&gt;Para traduzir os meus sentimentos desta noite, faco uso das palavras de Vinicius de Moraes, em sua Serenata do Adeus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ai, vontade de ficar mas tendo que ir embora&lt;br /&gt;Ai, que amar é se ir morrendo pela vida afora&lt;br /&gt;É refletir na lágrima, um momento breve&lt;br /&gt;De uma estrela pura cuja luz morreu&lt;br /&gt;Em uma noite escura triste como eu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu e os meus pais:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227944238040566594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SI1jle31S0I/AAAAAAAABR0/dQD7bP46nfk/s400/Despedida_Pais.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Eu e a Dani, irma e amiga de sempre:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227946837534977186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SI1l8yvmLKI/AAAAAAAABR8/we5eKONQyLk/s400/Despedida_Dani.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Eu e o maninho Wolmer:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227947130560925858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SI1mN2WbUKI/AAAAAAAABSE/ULnIEUIV9ZY/s400/Despedida_Wol.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu e a Lolis, prima-irma querida! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227947363341813026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SI1mbZhtxSI/AAAAAAAABSM/7viir0aKgBo/s400/Despedida_Lolis.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Eu, Debby e Betinha, primas-irmas super especiais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227947667746482162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SI1mtHhcZ_I/AAAAAAAABSU/LkdQrPRLzKo/s400/Despedida_Debby+e+Betinha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Eu e os meus tios Neomisia e Anisio. Mais que especiais para mim. Pessoas que me amam de verdade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227948093621183874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SI1nF6B4pYI/AAAAAAAABSc/mAvF20JZdwo/s400/Despedida_Tios.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O restante da familia, meu irmao Magno, Carla e criancas (meus encantos Nana e Yaya), a minha irma Veronica e o meu Kuka, o meu cunhado Diogenes e minha Gigi (sim, sou possessiva tambem, a tia leonina!) nao puderam comparecer porque embarquei ainda de madrugada para New York.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chegando em NY, adivinhem? Peguei um taxi rumo ao hotel, o Sheraton da Chinatown de lah, e no caminho o motorisa comecou a puxar assunto... "Vai ficar quanto tempo em NY?" Soh uma noite, respondi. Amanha embarco para o Canada. E ele: "Ahh, vai para qual lugar?" E eu respondi que para a provincia de Quebec. E ele: "Ahhh, oui??? Je suis quebecois moi". E eu: Quoi???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E fomos falando em frances ateh chegar ao hotel... Nunca imaginei que fosse falar frances com motorista de taxi em NY... Ateh ensaiaria um espanhol com algum latino, ou um "Namaste" com algum indiano. Mas o frances foi surpresa mesmo. E bom sinal, acredito eu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SI1ZKTXg-5I/AAAAAAAABRc/u6_GB4xmhIA/s1600-h/Niagara08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227932775979482002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SI1ZKTXg-5I/AAAAAAAABRc/u6_GB4xmhIA/s400/Niagara08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Folhinha de maple tree que encontrei em Niagara Falls. Achei bem brasileiro isso... Verde e amarelo sempre vai me fazer lembrar o meu Brasil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ontem foi o meu primeiro aniversario aqui... Passei na casa da Barbara, em Toronto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De manha falei com a minha familia e alguns amigos. Saimos para almocar e ficamos esperando a ligacao do Ken. Iriamos voar de balao, mas por causa do mal tempo, o voo foi cancelado. Vou ter que esperar o Festival de Balao de Gatineau... Tudo bem, foi bom tambem voltar para casa porque pude responder alguns emails e mensagens recebidas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ainda fico aqui em Toronto ateh sexta-feira. Fim de semana passo em casa. A Barbara vai comigo para passar o fim de semana prolongado. Eh feriado aqui em Toronto na segunda-feira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estou muito feliz aqui no Canada!!! A Universidade me aceitou e as minhas aulas comecam em setembro. Nao vejo a hora!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jah estou com saudades de Gatineau. Lah realmente eh o meu lugar! Detestei Toronto neste verao... Achei o lugar sujo (para os padroes do Canada), estressante e tumultuado. Como Sao Paulo mesmo, com a diferenca da seguranca que a gente sente ao andar nas ruas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na vespera do meu aniversario, a Barbara me levou a Niagara Falls. Muito diferente tambem no verao. Acho mais bonito no inverno. E alem do mais, tem menos turistas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227936513562364626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SI1cj28tytI/AAAAAAAABRk/PeP452UGNQA/s400/Niagara18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estou escrevendo pouco porque realmente estou sem tempo... E vou ficar com menos tempo ainda depois que as aulas comecarem!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amanha eh dia de feijoada aqui de novo. Vou fazer uma panela bem grande para deixar aqui para a Barbara congelar. Ela simplesmente adora.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fora a saudade de todos, a vida aqui tem andado muito boa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh, fui ao casamento da Luana! Ia me esquecendo de contar. Ela eh simplesmente um anjo, um presente que ganhei do Papai do Ceu! Jah haviamos saido juntas uma vez em Brasilia, mas foi uma unica noite no Gate's Pub. Logo depois ela veio embora para o Canada e adivinha? Acabamos vizinhas! Ela mora muito perto da minha casa. Tanto que jah combinamos de correr na pista que passa em frente a minha casa. O marido dela, o Michael, tambem eh uma graca. Um amor de pessoa mesmo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227940024613755890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SI1fwOomW_I/AAAAAAAABRs/DEOw4HBZFcs/s400/12.07.08+WD+(15).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E depois da cerimonia, que foi no City Hall de Ottawa, fomos para a casa deles e eu fiz uma caipirinha para nos. Os amigos canadenses deles simplesmente adoraram. Acho que deixei todo mundo meio bebum... :S Vou ser expulsa do pais se continuar assim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bom, atualizei um pouco. Ainda estou devendo algumas respostas aos posts publicados aqui, mas prometo me informar e enviar as informacoes solicitadas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um abraco saudoso e obrigada a todos pelas mensagens, telefonemas e emails. Voces estao dentro do meu coracao e fizeram do meu aniversario um dia realmente especial. Obrigada pelo votos de saude, sucesso, dinheiro, felicidades, amor, paz... Se ao menos com saude e paz eu continuar, o resto pode deixar que eu dou conta!!! ;o)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-1110727541234739819?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/1110727541234739819/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=1110727541234739819&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/1110727541234739819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/1110727541234739819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2008/07/ordem-e-progresso-na-minha-vida.html' title='Ordem e Progresso na minha vida!!!'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SI1jle31S0I/AAAAAAAABR0/dQD7bP46nfk/s72-c/Despedida_Pais.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-7507715157387479231</id><published>2008-07-01T20:03:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:39.689-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fete du Canada / Canada's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SGsDHOmADUI/AAAAAAAABRU/nkW9Ga99TKg/s1600-h/173384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218268015950302530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SGsDHOmADUI/AAAAAAAABRU/nkW9Ga99TKg/s400/173384.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estou aqui no Canada ha 11 dias. Fui recebida pelos amigos Valeria e Alexandre, aos quais sou muito grata pela acolhida. Sem este apoio inicial, as coisas nao teriam sido tao faceis como Gracas a Deus tem sido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ontem me mudei para o meu cantinho. Home Sweet Home. Nada melhor do que a casa da gente. Mesmo que seja um pequenino estudio, como eh o caso. Minha nova habitacion fica as margens do Rio Ottawa. Estou aqui, deitada na cama, e ouvindo as corredeiras do rio la fora. Uma delicia!!! Nada de barulhos, nada de stress, nada de muita agitacao. Paz, como eu gosto. E para Ottawa (porque agitacao de vez em quando eh bom!) soh tenho que atravessar a ponte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E por falar em atravessar a ponte, hoje fomos a Ottawa, para as comemoracoes do Dia do Canada. Festa civilizada, tranquila, sem confusao nem desordem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Depois fomos com o Goldman a Mooney's Bay Beach. Sim, praia, pode acreditar! Com direito a areia, banho de rio e volei de praia. Ok, nao eh nenhuma Copacabana... Mas dah para enganar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoje o Goldman me mostrou uma coisa muito importante! Tem acai aqui sim senhor!!! Em uma lanchonete do Rideau Centre! Amei essa informacao, Goldman, valeu!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agora a noite fomos assistir a queima de fogos no Parlamento, mas aqui do lado de Gatineau. Foi muito bonito, e eh impressionante como o povo daqui prestigia mesmo esse dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fotos de tudo isso??? Vou ficar devendo... Minha camera digital acabou de ir para o saco... :o((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talvez eu possa colocar aqui depois algumas que a Barbara e o Leonardo tiraram.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vou providenciar uma nova assim que der para voltar na Future Shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abracos e saudades de todos aih no Brasil...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-7507715157387479231?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/7507715157387479231/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=7507715157387479231&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/7507715157387479231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/7507715157387479231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2008/07/fete-du-canada-canadas-day.html' title='Fete du Canada / Canada&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SGsDHOmADUI/AAAAAAAABRU/nkW9Ga99TKg/s72-c/173384.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-2351467795284736136</id><published>2008-06-18T12:51:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:41.033-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Despedidas...</title><content type='html'>Este está sendo, para mim, o momento mais estranho... A minha sensação é a de que vou passar apenas mais um mês de férias... Não estou efetivamente me despedindo de ninguém. Estou dizendo até breve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As festas de despedida foram todas muito legais, super alto-astral, sem chororô e sem deprê. Vamos ver amanhã no aeroporto... Talvez a minha ficha caia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vejam algumas fotos das despedidas:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Essa foi no inglês&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213256072977854082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SFk0xwD-LoI/AAAAAAAABQA/9eg5vBfIckc/s400/DSC01679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E o presente que o pessoal me deu:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213257164684427842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SFk1xS_GgkI/AAAAAAAABQQ/e1AydqvVnHM/s400/DSC01685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Essa foi lá na Mormaii do Brasília Shopping&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213265602905615922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SFk9cdzzrjI/AAAAAAAABQY/Ajcjts3ELn0/s400/Despedida+Mormaii.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Segunda rodada - Despedida na Pizzaria Valentina:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213272615908443474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SFlD0rR-hVI/AAAAAAAABQo/jqA_lBNA8Rk/s400/Despedida+Valentina.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Despedida do trabalho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213266416707338706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SFk-L1dQgdI/AAAAAAAABQg/36XEvo0xAiw/s400/DSC01639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Despedida em casa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213276270802771314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SFlHJa0sHXI/AAAAAAAABQw/i7ecCd-4uno/s400/Despedida+Casa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bom, é isso, até breve a todos!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-2351467795284736136?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/2351467795284736136/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=2351467795284736136&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/2351467795284736136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/2351467795284736136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2008/06/despedidas.html' title='Despedidas...'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SFk0xwD-LoI/AAAAAAAABQA/9eg5vBfIckc/s72-c/DSC01679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-1858965686843022357</id><published>2008-06-13T02:22:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T03:21:52.132-03:00</updated><title type='text'>FELIZ DIA DOS NAMORADOS!!!</title><content type='html'>O dia hoje foi bem especial!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiz um sushi, sashimi, shiitake e salada de bifum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O meu pai fez chancliche com pão sírio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recebi algumas pessoas da minha família.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganhei muitos presentinhos... Terei que refazer minhas malas mais uma vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganhei rosas também. Pensei que esse dia dos namorados passaria em branco. Mas foi mais do que especial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz Dia dos Namorados. Ser feliz é tudo o que importa. E estou feliz. Simples assim. ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-1858965686843022357?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/1858965686843022357/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=1858965686843022357&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/1858965686843022357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/1858965686843022357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2008/06/feliz-dia-dos-namorados.html' title='FELIZ DIA DOS NAMORADOS!!!'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-4949889741316129126</id><published>2008-06-11T17:45:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T22:38:22.735-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Expressions Québécoises !!!</title><content type='html'>Semana passada foi minha festa de despedida aqui (uma delas... essa semana tem mais com o pessoal do trabalho, uma com a família e outra para os amigos furões!!! segunda e última chance!!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda estou trabalhando, o que está me deixando quase louca!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não consigo avançar na francisação online do Governo do Québec... Já recebi 5 emails da minha tutora. Ela é um poço de paciência comigo! Prometi a ela que ao menos o módulo 15 vou terminar antes de partir... Já dei a minha palavra, agora vou ter que me virar!!! E quando chegar, vou ter que mergulhar de cabeça nos estudos. O curso acaba no mês de julho e ainda tem coisa "en masse" para fazer.&lt;br /&gt;Por falar em estudos, deixo aqui uma dica legal para aprender as expressões québécoises:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.republiquelibre.org/cousture/EXPRES.HTM"&gt;http://www.republiquelibre.org/cousture/EXPRES.HTM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muitas delas eu já estava sabendo, graças ao meu amigo québécois Patrick ! Merci, Patrick, pour ton aide !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou ser tão breve neste post que já acabei ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;À bientôt !!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-4949889741316129126?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/4949889741316129126/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=4949889741316129126&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/4949889741316129126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/4949889741316129126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2008/06/expressions-qubcoises.html' title='Expressions Québécoises !!!'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-3946671954035173188</id><published>2008-06-04T00:28:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:41.310-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Despedida em Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SEYNkEGxEnI/AAAAAAAABP4/QPmQXukgUpw/s1600-h/DSC08065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207864932329132658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SEYNkEGxEnI/AAAAAAAABP4/QPmQXukgUpw/s400/DSC08065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neste fim de semana fui me despedir do Brasil. Praia, sombra e água de côco fresca!!! O que mais eu poderia querer da vida???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Natal é muito bom. Acho que, depois da minha família, as praias do Brasil são o que mais me fará sentir falta daqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aproveitei para fazer uma visitinha aos pais de uma amiga. O pai dela está com o Mal de Alzheimer, sequer me reconheceu, mas me disse duas coisas legais. A primeira: você é muito bacana, muito bacana mesmo! E a segunda: olha, minha filha, não tenha medo... Faça tudo o que você quiser, porque vai dar tudo certo. Isso foi bem significativo para mim. E ele nem sabia que eu estava indo para o Canadá nem nada. Sei que pode não ter nada a ver, mas dá um ânimo, de qualquer forma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais 2 semanas e estarei partindo... Como está passando rápido...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Falo com a Barbara quase todos os dias pelo msn. Ela diz que virá ao Brasil no ano que vem. Acho que virei com ela. Ela vai para Fortaleza e eu virei para a casa dos meus pais. Se bem que nem quarto tenho mais aqui... O meu pai já arrumou até substituta para colocar no meu lugar. Minha prima virá morar aqui. Ai, que ciúmes!!!!!!!!!!!!! rsrsrsrsrs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-3946671954035173188?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/3946671954035173188/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=3946671954035173188&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/3946671954035173188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/3946671954035173188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2008/06/despedida-em-natal.html' title='Despedida em Natal'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SEYNkEGxEnI/AAAAAAAABP4/QPmQXukgUpw/s72-c/DSC08065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-1201388138217492090</id><published>2008-05-09T22:13:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:42.016-02:00</updated><title type='text'>La Fête des Mères</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SCUhsg07QUI/AAAAAAAABPo/ruPtC2SYUtM/s1600-h/Mother%27s+Day+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198598393478988098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SCUhsg07QUI/AAAAAAAABPo/ruPtC2SYUtM/s400/Mother%27s+Day+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Foto de Anne Geddes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Feliz Dia das Mães às mamães da minha família, à minha mãe e às mães do mundo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A minha mãe estava me contando na semana passada que tinha visto uma reportagem sobre as filhas que seguem a carreira de suas mães. Daí ela me disse: "Mas que carreira eu tive para você seguir, né". Na hora, brinquei com ela: "Mãe, você foi mãe de quatro filhos, vivia nas 'carreiras'".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ela riu muito, mas mal sabia ela que teve a carreira que eu mais invejo: a carreira de mãe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ainda brinquei: "Mãe, você se lembra de quando vivia me mandando arrumar o meu quarto??? Eu devia ter escutado, pois agora lá no Canadá não vai ter ninguém para ficar no meu pé..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tenho me dado conta do quanto vou sentir falta da minha mãe... De todos, é verdade! Mas por enquanto, a que começa a doer mais é a saudade de quem me carregou no ventre por nove meses e no coração por toda a vida...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pronto, já comecei a chorar... Melhor parar por aqui. A mensagem abaixo é linda e dedico a vocês mães, com o carinho de sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando Deus Criou as Mães&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diz uma lenda que o dia em que o bom Deus criou as mães, um mensageiro se acercou dele e lhe perguntou o porquê de tanto zelo com aquela criação. Em que, afinal de contas, ela era tão especial? O bondoso e paciente Pai de todos nós lhe explicou que aquela mulher teria o papel de mãe, pelo que merecia especial cuidado. Ela deveria ter um beijo que tivesse o dom de curar qualquer coisa, desde leves machucados até namoro terminado. Deveria ser dotada de mãos hábeis e ligeiras que agissem depressa preparando o lanche do filho, enquanto mexesse nas panelas para que o almoço não queimasse. Que tivesse noções básicas de enfermagem e fosse catedrática em medicina da alma. Que aplicasse curativos nos ferimentos do corpo e colocasse bálsamo nas chagas da alma ferida e magoada. Mãos que soubessem acarinhar, mas que fossem firmes para transmitir segurança ao filho de passos vacilantes. Mãos que soubessem transformar um pedaço de tecido quase insignificante numa roupa especial para a festinha da escola. Por ser mãe deveria ser dotada de muitos pares de olhos. Um par para ver através de portas fechadas, para aqueles momentos em que se perguntasse o que é que as crianças estão tramando no quarto fechado. Outro par para ver o que não deveria, mas precisa saber e, naturalmente, olhos normais para fitar com doçura uma criança em apuros e lhe dizer: "eu te compreendo. Não tenhas medo. Eu te amo", mesmo sem dizer nenhuma palavra. O modelo de mãe deveria ser dotado ainda da capacidade de convencer uma criança de nove anos a tomar banho, uma de cinco a escovar os dentes e dormir, quando está na hora. Um modelo delicado, com certeza, mas resistente, capaz de resistir ao vendaval da adversidade e proteger os filhos, de superar a própria enfermidade em benefício dos seus amados e de alimentar uma família com o pão do amor. Uma mulher com capacidade de pensar e fazer acordos com as mais diversas faixas de idade. Uma mulher com capacidade de derramar lágrimas de saudade e de dor mas ainda assim insistir para que o filho parta em busca do que lhe constitua a felicidade ou signifique seu progresso maior. Uma mulher com lágrimas especiais para os dias da alegria e os da tristeza, para as horas de desapontamento e de solidão. Uma mulher de lábios ternos que soubesse cantar canções de ninar para os bebês e tivesse sempre as palavras certas para o filho arrependido pelas tolices feitas. Lábios que soubessem falar de Deus, do universo e do amor. Que cantassem poemas de exaltação à beleza da paisagem e aos encantos da vida. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma mulher. Uma mãe. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198598526622974290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SCUh0Q07QVI/AAAAAAAABPw/ecs9uEIqwfM/s400/Mother%27s+Day+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;Foto de Anne Geddes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vagabundos de Nós (O vínculo mãe-filho)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sentamo-nos os dois. O frio, perpendicular, abafa qualquer comiseração. Sempre vagabundos de nós, tudo nos falta menos a rua. Esta noite um som ecoa, a luz, acre, levanta o peso do calor, e eu não sabia, calada e não refeita, de teu sono vigilante que já não me pertence. No quarto anterior, dormias em meu ventre, hoje o tronco no colchão firme recusa um qualquer sincronismo com o meu desejo. Somos luz comum, porém, caminho idêntico e diverso, o que atrai e repele, breve hesitação a minha, a de quem transporta o recém-nascido a um ritmo novo. Se eu chamar tua voz para meu lado, arranco a flor mutilada à superfície da água. Mas teu labor é nocturno, ponto instável, díspar; a dúvida, uma interrogação insidiosa. Era um segredo, o nosso, amor lento, corpo que nos cerra e mais tarde se extingue. Se espreito, o menino morre. Fecho então os olhos, e aprendo a ler sobre o texto o longo breve rio entre ti e o outro, o sentido da inverosimilhança, a ausência radical e lisa. Vou envelhecer tentando segurar a maternidade no peito." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ana Marques Gastão Tirado de: Vagabundos de Nós, Daniel Sampaio, ed Caminho, 2003 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198589593090998578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SCUZsQ07QTI/AAAAAAAABPg/JEoe_QhM4XI/s400/Mother%27s+Day.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Foto de Anne Geddes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-1201388138217492090?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/1201388138217492090/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=1201388138217492090&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/1201388138217492090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/1201388138217492090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2008/05/la-fte-des-mres.html' title='La Fête des Mères'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SCUhsg07QUI/AAAAAAAABPo/ruPtC2SYUtM/s72-c/Mother%27s+Day+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-8791649779555396633</id><published>2008-04-17T14:41:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:42.592-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha mudança para o Canadá</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A sacana da minha irmã me mandou um email hoje dizendo que esta era a foto da minha mudança para o Canadá!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O pior é que, como sempre, a nossa sincronia é perfeita!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dani, eu estava, no exato momento, checando as condições de transporte de excesso de bagagem nos vôos internacionais. Fala sério, né???? hahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SAeMGuptDCI/AAAAAAAAAKM/WxjpL_p9sHs/s1600-h/transport15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190271142797839394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SAeMGuptDCI/AAAAAAAAAKM/WxjpL_p9sHs/s400/transport15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-8791649779555396633?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/8791649779555396633/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=8791649779555396633&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/8791649779555396633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/8791649779555396633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2008/04/minha-mudana-para-o-canad.html' title='Minha mudança para o Canadá'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/SAeMGuptDCI/AAAAAAAAAKM/WxjpL_p9sHs/s72-c/transport15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-4528383908628946458</id><published>2008-04-04T17:59:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T13:09:46.872-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Oração a Mim Mesma</title><content type='html'>Esta oração é muito linda! Recebi por email e a transformei em um filminho. Quero dedicá-la a todos vocês, imigrantes, que não tiveram medo dos seus medos; que foram maiores do que suas dúvidas; que apostaram na mudança e que ainda acreditam na possibilidade de um mundo melhor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero dedicá-la à vocês, minha família, de quem tenho apoio incomensurável, os únicos capazes de me amar apesar de tão bem me conhecer... Vocês que ficarão, mas que carregarei sempre comigo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Que eu me permita [...] auxiliar a solidão de quem chegou, render-me ao motivo de quem partiu e aceitar a saudade de quem ficou".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um beijo carinhoso em cada um.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Oceimpan_YY&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Oceimpan_YY&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-4528383908628946458?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/4528383908628946458/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=4528383908628946458&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/4528383908628946458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/4528383908628946458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2008/04/orao-mim-mesma.html' title='Oração a Mim Mesma'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-6454197761555382806</id><published>2008-03-20T12:57:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:42.814-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Páscoa, Joyeuses Pâques, Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em tempo, corrigindo esta postagem: essa lei mudou. O que vale agora é o que diz mesmo o CIC. Você tem que passar 2 dos 5 anos no Canadá. Ponto Final. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R-Kf8zoTiPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/-PogWcVX-9A/s1600-h/Snow_Bunny.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179878388429719794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R-Kf8zoTiPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/-PogWcVX-9A/s400/Snow_Bunny.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Não sei onde foi feita esta escultura de gelo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas achei muito fofa e a apelidei de "snowbunny"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bem, pessoal, sumi por um tempo mas estou de volta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As novidades são: Alexandre e Valéria já partiram ontem. Fui deixá-los no aeroporto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Valéria, você é mesmo muito forte! Ao ver as lágrimas do seu irmão rolando quando ele foi dar um beijo na Amanda, senti um nó na garganta. Fiquei pensando nos meus sobrinhos... E foi quando me dei conta que em breve estarei me despedindo da minha família também.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A outra novidade: os meus documentos chegaram na semana passada lá na universidade. Agora estou aguardando a resposta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E a última: vou embora antes do que imaginei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estava aqui bem tranqüila, achando que poderia aguardar a resposta da universidade para depois me mudar, confiando na informação que eu tinha lido no site do &lt;a href="http://www.cic.gc.ca/francais/information/demandes/guides/FG711.asp"&gt;CIC&lt;/a&gt; (Citoyenneté et Immigration Canada), quando me deparei com uma explicação no FAQ de um site de imigração para o Canadá, o &lt;a href="http://www.immigration.ca/french/permres-preserving-faq.asp"&gt;Immigration.Ca&lt;/a&gt;, que diz que para passar 183 dias ou mais fora do país, é necessário solicitar um RRP (Returning Resident Permit).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ou seja, para não perder o status de residente permanente, terei que ir antes do planejado. Já havia até conseguido uma reserva de passagem (com milhagens de novo) para o dia 21 de agosto. Dancei!! hahaha (ou não).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O resumo da ópera é que parto em três meses!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Valéria, você leu isso? Em três meses estarei aí para a felicidade geral da nação! rsrsrs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desejo muito que esta Páscoa seja um instante de reflexão em nossas vidas e nos auxilie a redimensionar nossos valores e a compreender melhor o ser humano!&lt;br /&gt;Assim seremos capazes de amarmo-nos uns aos outros verdadeiramente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feliz Páscoa a todos, com muito carinho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179854083209791714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R-KJ2DoTiOI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/j3Pkb7eNgbI/s400/Bunnies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-6454197761555382806?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/6454197761555382806/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=6454197761555382806&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/6454197761555382806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/6454197761555382806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2008/03/feliz-pscoa-joyeuses-pques-happy-easter.html' title='Feliz Páscoa, Joyeuses Pâques, Happy Easter'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R-Kf8zoTiPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/-PogWcVX-9A/s72-c/Snow_Bunny.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-7924440534730922040</id><published>2008-01-01T19:05:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:44.736-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz 2008!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R3qzNdAqJ3I/AAAAAAAAAJk/oMhHjTuANpw/s1600-h/Ano+Novo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150626167558645618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R3qzNdAqJ3I/AAAAAAAAAJk/oMhHjTuANpw/s400/Ano+Novo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NATHAN PHILLIPE SQUARE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feliz 2008 para todos!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hora de voltar para casa... Hoje nevou muito aqui, exatamente como da ultima vez... Espero que o voo na atrase muito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Ano Novo foi legal. Encontramos um casal de Venezuelanos (Cassandra e Sebastian), David e Lidia, Gaston e eu. A namorada dele trabalhou ateh tarde e nao pode ir. Alem disso, ela eh de origem chinesa e nao comemora a passagem do Ano agora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150626356537206658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R3qzYdAqJ4I/AAAAAAAAAJs/brt3Y9zN50c/s400/Ano+Novo+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa eh a rua da casa da Barbara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou sentir saudades...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Antes de ontem, fomos a mais um "shopping damage", como ela costuma dizer... FairView and Engliton Center. Ahh, achamos beddings bem mais barato!!! Ela trocou tudo do quarto dela... E eu ajudei a escolher. Na verdade, eu fui o incentivo para a troca, pois quebre i a cortina dela! :S (foi sem querer, foi sem querer!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas acabou sendo sendo uma coisa boa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ela trocou tudo por uma cor mais clara. Ficou bem melhor. Vai fazer bem a ela.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vejo voces em breve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beijos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150622765944547170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R3qwHdAqJ2I/AAAAAAAAAJc/PcW4T28bySs/s400/SammonAve.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-7924440534730922040?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/7924440534730922040/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=7924440534730922040&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/7924440534730922040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/7924440534730922040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2008/01/feliz-2008.html' title='Feliz 2008!!!'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R3qzNdAqJ3I/AAAAAAAAAJk/oMhHjTuANpw/s72-c/Ano+Novo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-406135369380260119</id><published>2007-12-30T04:05:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:45.283-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Confeitaria Austríaca</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Antes de ontem, dia 28, encontrei-me com o David. Bom reve-lo depois de quase tres anos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ontem eu e a Barbara fomos almocar no Noble Chinese Restaurant, Chinatown, especializada em Dim Sum (Deep Fried Octopus Fingers and Shrimp Dumplings... hmmmm yummy!!!) e depois ficamos rodando pela Chinatown. Fomos a uma loja chamada Little Tokio e compramos cha, furikake e aproveitei para comprar uns docinhos de arroz e feijao. Jah comi tudo!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Depois do almoco, nos encontramos com umas amigas dela e fomos para a Queen Street. Em cima, a casa, e embaixo, a confeitaria austriaca de uma das amigas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Excelente lugar, realmente recomendo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chama-se Kaffeehaus Konditor. Veja os contatos em &lt;a href="http://www.konditor.ca/"&gt;http://www.konditor.ca/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abaixo, as delicias:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149643852703475506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R3c1zNAqJzI/AAAAAAAAAJE/S5izSQupTpw/s400/Bakery.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Comi um Mozart, torta de chocolate com creme de pistache. Simplesmente divino.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Na foto abaixo, da direita para a esquerda: Barbara, Rita, Mika e Burgi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149645012344645442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R3c22tAqJ0I/AAAAAAAAAJM/wqmf1dL4dEg/s400/Bakery04.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Aqui, eu e Notburge Johanna Riegler, a proprietaria da confeitaria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149645484791048018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R3c3SNAqJ1I/AAAAAAAAAJU/uMqSFNa6xHI/s400/Burgi+Riegler+and+I.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Terminamos a noite (sim, jah era noite, embora ainda fosse 5 e meia da tarde...) na Bloor and Bay Street. Tanta coisa... Dah vontade de comprar tudo!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Amanha cedo vou com a Barbara a um outro shopping, nao me lembro o nome. Ela quer comprar novas roupas de cama. Valeria, retiro o que eu disse!!! Roupas de cama aqui eh cariiiiiissimo!!! Tudo bem que ela estava olhando beddings (eh assim que se fala em ingles) nas lojas mais chiques da Bloors... Mas mesmo assim, nunca pensei que um joguinho de lencol com 04 pecas pudesse custar CAD$ 500.00 !!! E olha que nao eh nenhum 400 fios de algodao egipcio!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bem, com certeza tem outros bem mais barato, tem que procurar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Estah chegando o dia de voltar para casa. Minhas gatas jah trocaram de dono (A Raja eh do meu pai e a Dahra, da minha mae!), minha tia ficou com o meu quarto, a minha irma vai viajar, os meus pais foram para o casamento do meu primo... Eh estranho ver que a vida continua e voce nao estah por perto... Provavelmente meus sobrinhos estao bem diferentes de quando eu os vi pela ultima vez! Eu sei, eu sei, foi soh um mes!!! Assim mesmo eu pedi para a Dani falar sempre de mim para a Giovanna, para que ela nao me esquecesse...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Vejo voces em breve!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Beijo grande!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-406135369380260119?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/406135369380260119/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=406135369380260119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/406135369380260119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/406135369380260119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/12/confeitaria-suica.html' title='Confeitaria Austríaca'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R3c1zNAqJzI/AAAAAAAAAJE/S5izSQupTpw/s72-c/Bakery.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-9213421440039880383</id><published>2007-12-25T19:42:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:46.518-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais fotos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Essa sou eu em Montreal: leonina congelada! hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148031113958663922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R3F7BdAqJvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/icYaAy408Dg/s400/Frozen+Lion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ou seria esta: Pinheiro Nevado?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148031543455393538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R3F7adAqJwI/AAAAAAAAAIs/fXkVEYR50M4/s400/Frozen+Pine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Engraçado... Esse pinheiro aih de tras eh identico ao do meu sonho... Um Pinheiro enorme rodeado de neve... Isso foi antes da entrevista em Sao Paulo... E eu tinha a certeza depois do sonho de que seria selecionada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148032024491730706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R3F72dAqJxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/TTK24MDiYyc/s400/Frozen+Pine+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom, aih estou. Estava a caminho do Insectarium. Quase morri neste dia, pois subi as escadarias do viadulto, e quando estava lah em cima, tudo branquinho coberto pela neve, pisei em um buraco e por pouco nao cai dentro dele. Nem sei mesmo se era buraco ou se era simplesmente o vao do viadulto... Soh sei que fiquei branca como a neve. Ninguem iria me ver, porque nao tinha viva alma por perto. Credo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148032982269437730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R3F8uNAqJyI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ZpEK7eZba1E/s400/Me+in+Montreal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-9213421440039880383?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/9213421440039880383/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=9213421440039880383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/9213421440039880383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/9213421440039880383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/12/mais-fotos.html' title='Mais fotos'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R3F7BdAqJvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/icYaAy408Dg/s72-c/Frozen+Lion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-7435417952107140778</id><published>2007-12-25T13:17:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:46.708-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R3FR9dAqJuI/AAAAAAAAAIc/WDiNwWUFnpA/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147985965262448354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R3FR9dAqJuI/AAAAAAAAAIc/WDiNwWUFnpA/s400/DSC00031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ah, o meu Natal foi bom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A Barbara ficou muito doente, nem foi trabalhar, mas tivemos um jantar delicioso. O meu amigo Gaston cozinhou pra gente. Ganhei muitos presentes! Papai Noel saiu do Polo Norte, passou primeiro por aqui e depois seguiu rumo ao Brasil. Fui uma menina tao boazinha que ele deixou presentes para mim aqui e aih tambem! O meu pai me disse ontem que todos os meus presentes estao embaixo da arvore, esperando por mim. Em casa estava a maior festa! Falei com as minhas sobrinhas por telefone e a Nathalia ficava repetindo: Madrinha, madrinha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Senti tanta falta de todos... Segurei muito para nao chorar ao telefone e para nao estragar a noite de Natal, nem a nossa nem a deles, mas depois, sozinha no meu quarto, desabei. O que me salvou foi ficar conversando pela Internet com o meu amigo Wolmer. Amigo eh a melhor coisa do mundo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Normalmente o meu Natal seria ceiar com a familia em casa, e depois ceiar novamente na casa dos Andrade Godoi. Ele ficou me contando os detalhes da festa de Natal na casa dele, e me senti como se tivesse estado presente lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hoje iriamos almocar fora, mas a Barbara estah tao ruim que vamos ficar em casa mesmo. Ontem eu disse a ela que hoje seria o dia do pijama para mim. Nao vou tira-lo por nada deste mundo. Ela estah triste, por que queria me levar para ver as luzes de Natal, disse que eh super-bonito. Eu nem estou fazendo questao de nada...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ainda nao fui esquiar, ainda nao fui andar de patins no gelo, ainda nao fiz muitas coisas que gostaria de fazer, e acho que nem vai dar tempo. Os dias estao passando muito rapido. Talvez pelo fato de que aqui escurece muito cedo. O dia acaba as 5h da tarde nesta epoca do ano. E tudo isso sozinha tambem nao tem a menor graca. Tenho bons amigos aqui, mas nao quero ficar tomando o tempo deles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ahhh, consegui cancelar o meu voo ontem lah na Air Canada. Foi tao simples que nao entendi porque tive que ir ao aeroporto. Por telefone teria me poupado o trabalho de me deslocar, mas acabou sendo um passeio bom. Nao sabia que entre os terminais do aeroporto tinha um trem =o) Peguei o metro perto de casa, depois um onibus em Kippling, desci no terminal 3 jurando que teria um escritorio da Air Canada lah, e daih me contaram que soh teria lah no terminal 1. Entao o seguranca me perguntou se eu estava de carro. Com a resposta negativa, ele me indicou o caminho para pegar o tal trem que liga os terminais do aeroporto. Super facil. Tudo resolvido. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nothing else. Merry Christmas again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;See you soon. On se vois bien tôt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bisous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-7435417952107140778?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/7435417952107140778/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=7435417952107140778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/7435417952107140778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/7435417952107140778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/12/o-natal.html' title='O Natal'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R3FR9dAqJuI/AAAAAAAAAIc/WDiNwWUFnpA/s72-c/DSC00031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-4345525417682466799</id><published>2007-12-23T18:51:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:47.649-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Noticias e Algumas Fotos</title><content type='html'>Como prometido, aqui vão algumas fotos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A chegada no aeroporto de Toronto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147281994352830098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R27Rs9AqJpI/AAAAAAAAAH0/RuiHgbbtETQ/s400/Bienvenue+au+Canada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pow-Wow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Decoração do Rogers Centre (Dream Catcher)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R27SWNAqJrI/AAAAAAAAAIE/xEl0fcz16O4/s1600-h/Pow-wow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147282703022433970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R27SWNAqJrI/AAAAAAAAAIE/xEl0fcz16O4/s400/Pow-wow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Os nativos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147283141109098194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R27SvtAqJtI/AAAAAAAAAIU/IHOKy6Y8GwE/s400/DSC07926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gendarmerie Royal du Canada (Royal Canadian Mounted Police)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R27SINAqJqI/AAAAAAAAAH8/XqAKRjf3rMQ/s1600-h/Gendarme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147282462504265378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R27SINAqJqI/AAAAAAAAAH8/XqAKRjf3rMQ/s400/Gendarme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Árvore de Natal em frente do Eaton Centre. Os pontinhos brancos são flocos de neve mesmo, não eh problema com a minha câmera não!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147282900590929602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R27ShtAqJsI/AAAAAAAAAIM/6Tqai641pNo/s400/Noel.jpf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hoje a temperatura está em torno de 7 graus positivos. Estou com um calor danado, serio mesmo. Mas está chovendo e eh melhor nem sair de casa assim. Foi chuva o dia inteiro. Fui só ao shopping comprar uma lembrancinha de Natal para a Barbara. Como boa brasileira, deixei mesmo para a ultima hora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem fui ao Kensigton Marketing. Encontra-se de tudo lá! Encontrei mandioca (yucca, manioc ou cassava) e camarão seco para fazer bobo de camarão. Não se preocupem que dá para sobreviver tranquilo com os alimentos daqui. Para quem cozinha então, eh uma maravilha, pode-se ter os mesmos pratos daí do Brasil.&lt;br /&gt;É  impressionante como a gente se acostuma rápido com tudo. Só tem uma coisa com a qual ainda não consegui me acostumar... Essa tal de saudade. Tem dia que aperta de doer mesmo. Com toda a certeza absoluta, para quem deixa quem ama para trás, essa eh a pior parte da mudança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antes do Kensington Marketing, almocei em um restaurante Koreano. Cada dia experimento uma cozinha diferente aqui. Já fui a restaurante grego, tailandês, japonês, português, brasileiro. Come-se bem e nao achei caro não. No japonês, você pede "all-you-can-eat" e paga 15 dólares por pessoa (mais impostos). Bem compatível com os preços de Brasília, até um pouco mais barato, se compararmos a qualidade. Esse restarante japonês fica próximo a estação Spadina. Chama-se Mariko. Não eh muito atraente nao, mas a comida eh super boa, bem fresquinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexta-feira foi o meu ultimo dia no trabalho voluntário. Como passou depressa... Essa semana que vem estarei mais tranquila e aproveitarei para sair atrás das encomendas que recebi. E na outra semana já estarei de volta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, ia me esquecendo de dizer que todos os meus documentos já chegaram! Levou apenas 20 dias para eu receber tudo, não foi rápido?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pronto, missão cumprida. Agora eh seguir vivendo, dia após dia. Um dia fácil, o outro nem tanto, mas no final das contas tudo está certo. Não tem uma única linha neste livro da vida que não seja consequência dos nossos próprios atos e das nossas próprias escolhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desejo um Feliz Natal a todos, um Natal especial, daqueles que aquecem os nossos cora coes por muito tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um abraço carinhoso! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-4345525417682466799?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/4345525417682466799/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=4345525417682466799&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/4345525417682466799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/4345525417682466799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/12/noticias-e-algumas-fotos.html' title='Noticias e Algumas Fotos'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R27Rs9AqJpI/AAAAAAAAAH0/RuiHgbbtETQ/s72-c/Bienvenue+au+Canada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-3548517694549092636</id><published>2007-12-17T00:47:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:47.821-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Feijoada Polar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R2XjRdAqJoI/AAAAAAAAAHs/mDhN4HBCO58/s1600-h/feijoada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144768038325331586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R2XjRdAqJoI/AAAAAAAAAHs/mDhN4HBCO58/s400/feijoada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hoje foi o dia da feijoada aqui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Modestia a parte, ficou muito boa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As carnes, compramos em um acougue portugues, em Ossington. Tinha quase tudo o que eu precisava. Encontrei folha de louro e ateh uma farofa pronta vinda diretamente do Brasil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao tinhamos caipirinha, entao a Barbara abriu um vinho. Nunca tinha comido feijoada com vinho, mas tudo bem. O Thibeau perdeu, pois ficou preso em Montreal, por causa da tempestade de neve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ficamos em casa o dia inteiro. Nos noticiarios, alerta o tempo todo para nao sair de casa. E em caso de extrema necessidade, cobrir toda a pele, usar roupas adequadas, carregar velas, cobertores, agua e chocolates no carro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O shopping (Eaton Centre), que estava lotado na quinta-feira, estava completamente vazio. Os poucos carros que estavam no estacionamento estavam quase totalmente cobertos pela neve... Andar na rua, quase impossivel. A brincadeira de retirar a neve da calcada é realmente um trabalho arduo... A Barbara voltou da rua parecendo um fantasma. Ainda bem que eu estava cozinhando!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O programa de hoje foi soh televisao mesmo. E computador, agora que tenho um aqui meu, soh meu ;o)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estah passando "Survivor". Eu, que odeio o Big Brother, tambem nao posso suportar a versao americana. Melhor ficar ouvindo musica mesmo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em breve vou postar algumas fotos tiradas por aqui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abracos em todos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-3548517694549092636?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/3548517694549092636/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=3548517694549092636&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/3548517694549092636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/3548517694549092636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/12/feijoada-polar.html' title='Feijoada Polar'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R2XjRdAqJoI/AAAAAAAAAHs/mDhN4HBCO58/s72-c/feijoada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-6077815014357663724</id><published>2007-12-05T20:02:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:47.941-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Landing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R1c7le4276I/AAAAAAAAAHk/qETsuRXV1gQ/s1600-h/snowman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140643014799454114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R1c7le4276I/AAAAAAAAAHk/qETsuRXV1gQ/s400/snowman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Embarquei no dia 30 de novembro rumo a Toronto. O voo foi excelente. Dormi a viagem inteira. A minha garganta jah estava arranhando um pouco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiz o landing no dia 1º de dezembro. E quem foi que disse que o landing demora somente 30 minutos? O meu demorou 03 horas. Isso mesmo, tres horas. Nao, nada de errado comigo. Informacoes como quanto de dinheiro voce trouxe, endereco no Canada, essas coisas de rotina. O problema era o agente de imigracao mesmo. Tudo o que ele escrevia no formulario ele voltava e cobria novamente com a caneta. A assinatura dele, Daniel J. Anow, ele cobria tres vezes. Ele deve ter assinado em uns tres ou quatro lugares, daih voce pode ter uma ideia da demora. Eu jah estava angustiada. Aquilo soh podia ser teste de paciencia. Depois de completar o formulario e preencher o meu passaporte, ele me deu o "Welcome to Canada", pegou a minha mao, levou ateh a sua boca e beijou o seu proprio braco tres vezes (sim, como ele fazia com a sua assinatura! rsrs). Mas estava com tanta pressa que nem registrei direito o ritual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Barbara estava lah fora me esperando. Disse que chegaria as 7h30. Eu jah cheguei no aeroporto as 7h, pois o voo que era para ter chegado as 6h35 atrasou 30 minutos. Saih correndo para declarar os importados e apresentar a declaracao de "goods to follow". E adivinhe? A copiadora estava quebrada e a atendente teve que copiar o formulario todo manualmente. Nesta hora pensei que a Barbara jah tivesse ido embora. Mas quando saih da sala de desembarque, lah estava ela. Recebeu-me com a maior alegria. Fomos direto para casa. Deixei as bagagens, tomei um banho e seguimos em direcao ao Rogers Centre (antigo Skydome). Ela queria que eu assistisse a um Festival dos Aborigenes. Uma especie de competicao entre os indios norte-americanos. Eles tocam tambor, cantam e dancam, vestido com suas roupas tradicionais. Interessantissimo! Tanto que voltamos no dia seguinte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem, dia 04 de dezembro, embarquei para Montreal. Cheguei e liguei para a Manu. Ela foi me encontrar na estacao Berri-UQAM e fomos juntas para o bureau d'immigration. Fui atendida pela Madame Estella Desjardins, muito simpatica. Ela me encaminhou para retirar o numero de assistencia social e o seguro saude. Tambem me inscreveu para um rendez-vous sobre o Quebec, que acontecera nesta sexta-feira, dia 07 de dezembro. Consegui resolver tudo ontem mesmo. Jah tenho o NAS e o assurance maladie. O M. Gillet Lachapelle me explicou como funciona o seguro medicamentos e solicitou que a Manu encaminhe a ele, por fax, o comprovante do endereco que eu informei. Nao fosse a carencia de 3 meses, jah iria me consultar para usar o seguro medicamentos. Nao fosse o Dr. Douglas ter me receitado alguns remedios preventivos e eu te-los comprado ainda no aeroporto de Garulhos, eu teria que utilizar o seguro privado, pois piorei muito depois que cheguei no Canada. Fiquei bem resfriada e a garganta ficou um lixo. E para completar a situacao, a Barbara fuma muito e dentro de casa com as janelas fechadas. Daih o sistema de calefacao se encarrega de distribuir a fumaca por todos os comodos. Eh horrivel para quem nao fuma. O Thibeau, estudande frances que estah morando na casa dela por estes dias, tambem fuma, portanto sao dois fumantes na casa. Eu estava para morrer! E o meu nariz mais parece o da rena do Papai Noel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim que cheguei aqui, estava me sentindo uma analfabeta em frances. Mal conseguia entender o que as pessoas me falavam. Levou um tempo ateh os ouvidos se habituarem ao frances quebecois. Eh engracado como as pessoas trocam facilmente de idioma aqui. Agora, por exemplo, enquanto digito, escuto uma senhora indiana falando hindi ao telefone, provavelmente com alguem da sua familia. Ela tambem fala o frances e o ingles. Ela me disse que esta aqui no Quebec a 35 anos. Eles nao tem problema em repetir o que voce nao entende ou em tentar explicar de uma outra forma. Mas se voce continua sem entender, eles mudam para o ingles. Hoje no shopping ateh espanhol um vendendor tentou falar comigo. Pensou que tivesse vindo da Espanha. Ele disse que eh italiano e que gostaria muito de conhecer o Brasil um dia. Eh mesmo uma mistura de racas. Gente de todos os "coins" do planeta. Aqui Nacao pode olhar nos olhos de outra Nacao, respeitar as diferencas e viver pacificamente. Isso eh extraordinario!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanha terei o dia livre para passear. Hoje comprei o passe do metro e ja dei um giro por ai. A cidade estah toda enfeitada. Na noite anterior a minha chegada aqui, houve uma precipitacao de 40 cm de neve. Veio para completar o quadro natalino. E quem pensa que as pessoas deixam de sair por causa do frio ou da neve, estah muito enganado. Na rua onde estou tem muitos restaurantes e eles estao sempre cheios. Cada loja e cada restaurante costuma fazer uma escultura de gelo na calcada. Na esquina de onde estou fizeram um boneco de neve gigante. Ficou lindo!&lt;br /&gt;A cidade parece celebrar o inverno. Toda noite parece ser vespera de Natal. Aqui todos sao muito amaveis e muito gentis. O povo eh educado e bem-humorado e costuma ter sempre um sorriso nos labios. Serah que sou eu que estou vendo coisas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O meu relato eh este. Nao mudei ainda a minha opiniao. Se voce conseguir conciliar familia, trabalho e a hora certa, Montreal eh o lugar ideal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-6077815014357663724?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/6077815014357663724/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=6077815014357663724&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/6077815014357663724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/6077815014357663724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/12/landing.html' title='Landing'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/R1c7le4276I/AAAAAAAAAHk/qETsuRXV1gQ/s72-c/snowman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-1026370723288190984</id><published>2007-10-17T17:53:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T23:08:09.639-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Adress of the SickKids Foundation</title><content type='html'>Ici c'est l'adresse de la SickKids Fondation, le lieu où je vais travailler comme volontaire.&lt;br /&gt;C'est à Toronto, où je vais passer quelques jours avant d'aller à Montréal. Ça va être une bonne expérience, je pense. Je suis anxieuse. Le mieux c'est que je vais bien occuper mon temps. J'espère que tout sois résolu d'une bonne façon et que sois tout bien passé.&lt;br /&gt;Il manque moins de 2 mois... J'ai encore beaucoup des choses à faire... J'ai commencé déjà à laver mes vêtements chauds. Il faut que je perde poids ou ça ne va pas me fitter !!!&lt;br /&gt;Bon, on se parlerais encore avant que je parte, mes amis !&lt;br /&gt;À bientôt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" src="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;time=&amp;amp;date=&amp;amp;ttype=&amp;amp;q=525+University+Ave+toronto&amp;amp;sll=37.0625,-95.677068&amp;amp;sspn=30.875284,59.238281&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;om=1&amp;amp;s=AARTsJrsmjld97X-6nhjrWkRTASOrbi0Bw&amp;amp;ll=43.663463,-79.38446&amp;amp;spn=0.021732,0.036478&amp;amp;z=14&amp;amp;iwloc=addr&amp;amp;output=embed" frameborder="0" width="425" scrolling="no" height="350"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #0000ff; TEXT-ALIGN: left" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;time=&amp;amp;date=&amp;amp;ttype=&amp;amp;q=525+University+Ave+toronto&amp;amp;sll=37.0625,-95.677068&amp;amp;sspn=30.875284,59.238281&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;om=1&amp;amp;ll=43.663463,-79.38446&amp;amp;spn=0.021732,0.036478&amp;amp;z=14&amp;amp;iwloc=addr&amp;amp;source=embed"&gt;Exibir mapa ampliado&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-1026370723288190984?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/1026370723288190984/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=1026370723288190984&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/1026370723288190984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/1026370723288190984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/10/way-to-sickkids-foundation.html' title='Adress of the SickKids Foundation'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-397102305071963430</id><published>2007-09-12T11:04:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:48.286-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Le chômage à Montréal: Il faut savoir</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/Ruf0DOr2TZI/AAAAAAAAAG0/qwjRIoUdL9g/s1600-h/Montreal_Metro11092007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109320638593912210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/Ruf0DOr2TZI/AAAAAAAAAG0/qwjRIoUdL9g/s400/Montreal_Metro11092007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RufyLOr2TXI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ScvV7W8VB5c/s1600-h/Metro11092007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-397102305071963430?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/397102305071963430/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=397102305071963430&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/397102305071963430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/397102305071963430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/09/le-chmage-montral-il-faut-savoir.html' title='Le chômage à Montréal: Il faut savoir'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/Ruf0DOr2TZI/AAAAAAAAAG0/qwjRIoUdL9g/s72-c/Montreal_Metro11092007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-1172025046907924943</id><published>2007-08-23T12:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T12:46:56.667-03:00</updated><title type='text'>TIMELINE ATUALIZADO</title><content type='html'>Para quem tem o interesse em acompanhar o tempo de processamento do pedido de visto de imigrante, segue abaixo a minha Linha do Tempo atualizada:&lt;br /&gt;27/05/2006 - Palestra do Governo do Québec no auditório do Memorial JK&lt;br /&gt;06/06/2006 - Envio da documentação a Buenos Aires&lt;br /&gt;22/06/2006 - Email de confirmação do recebimento dos documentos e da autorização do débito no cartão de crédito&lt;br /&gt;20/09/2006 - Recebimento de email de convocação para a entrevista em São Paulo&lt;br /&gt;20/10/2006 - Entrevista e recebimento do CSQ&lt;br /&gt;14/02/2007 - Pagamento da Taxa do Consulado&lt;br /&gt;15/02/2007 - Envio dos formulários a São Paulo (Sedex 10)&lt;br /&gt;16/02/2007 - Recebimento da documentaçao pelo Consulado do Canadá em SP&lt;br /&gt;21/02/2007 - Abertura do processo&lt;br /&gt;22/02/2007 - Emissão do recibo do Consulado&lt;br /&gt;25/02/2007 - Envio da carta de confirmação da abertura do processo&lt;br /&gt;01/03/2007 - Recebimento da carta&lt;br /&gt;11/06/2007 - Apareceu no e-Cas o meu endereço&lt;br /&gt;26/06/2007 - Recebimento dos pedidos de exames médicos&lt;br /&gt;28/06/2007 - Consulta médica com o Dr. Airton&lt;br /&gt;29/06/2007 - Realização dos exames médicos&lt;br /&gt;05/07/2007 - Entrega dos resultados dos exames e do relatório médico solicitado no consultório do Dr. Airton&lt;br /&gt;10/07/2007 - Encaminhamento dos exames para Trinidad &amp; Tobago&lt;br /&gt;16/07/2007 - Recebimento dos exames no escritório de Trinidad &amp;amp; Tobago&lt;br /&gt;04/08/2007 - Pedido de envio do passaporte&lt;br /&gt;06/08/2007 - Pagamento da taxa final do Consulado&lt;br /&gt;06/08/2007 - Envio do passaporte e comprovante de pagamento para o Consulado em São Paulo (Sedex 10)&lt;br /&gt;07/08/2007 - Recebimento do Sedex 10 pelo Consulado.&lt;br /&gt;16/08/2007 - Recebimento do Passaporte com visto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-1172025046907924943?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/1172025046907924943/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=1172025046907924943&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/1172025046907924943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/1172025046907924943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/08/timeline-atualizado.html' title='TIMELINE ATUALIZADO'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-6542249566027940172</id><published>2007-08-16T21:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T18:39:22.032-03:00</updated><title type='text'>MON VISA EST ARRIVÉ !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com%3ca%20href=/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i218.photobucket.com/albums/cc247/dana_pin/mountie.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;É isso mesmo! Recebi hoje o meu passaporte com o visto de imigrante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Senti uma mistura danada de alegria, tristeza, alívio, dúvida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Esperei muito. É verdade que passou bem rápido também.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aliás, passou rápido demais. Olhando agora, parece que foi num dia desses que fui à palestra do Roque.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Devo confessar, Roque, você me convenceu de que o seu país é o melhor lugar do mundo para se viver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E agora? Agora, sim, seja o que Deus quiser de mim...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-6542249566027940172?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/6542249566027940172/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=6542249566027940172&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/6542249566027940172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/6542249566027940172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/08/mon-visa-est-arriv.html' title='MON VISA EST ARRIVÉ !!!'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-368159344749127438</id><published>2007-08-16T13:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:48.505-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Status no e-Client</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RsSBFQM4t4I/AAAAAAAAAFo/sVPUWGvqHtg/s1600-h/Canada_Decision.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acabei de verificar o status no e_CAS e aparece o seguinte:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099342781432248210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RsSBPgM4t5I/AAAAAAAAAFw/My8KGPSe-is/s400/Canada_Decision.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What decision might have been made on my application???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Creio que até amanhã meu passaporte deve ter retornado do consulado... Vamos ver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-368159344749127438?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/368159344749127438/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=368159344749127438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/368159344749127438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/368159344749127438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/08/status-no-e-client.html' title='Status no e-Client'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RsSBPgM4t5I/AAAAAAAAAFw/My8KGPSe-is/s72-c/Canada_Decision.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-4517900103422666066</id><published>2007-08-09T13:02:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:48.863-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Passaporte</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RsR_nAM4t3I/AAAAAAAAAFg/88n0NBQqbXg/s1600-h/Passport2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099340986135918450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RsR_nAM4t3I/AAAAAAAAAFg/88n0NBQqbXg/s400/Passport2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enviei via sedex 10 o passaporte e o comprovante de pagamento que fiz na agência do Itaú Personnalité da 504 Norte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096732013741655250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/Rrs6w0puxNI/AAAAAAAAAFY/lbjAUeuM7rw/s400/Passaporte_Sedex10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O meu passaporte chegou no consulado no dia 07/08, às 9h40.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-4517900103422666066?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/4517900103422666066/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=4517900103422666066&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/4517900103422666066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/4517900103422666066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/08/passaporte.html' title='Passaporte'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RsR_nAM4t3I/AAAAAAAAAFg/88n0NBQqbXg/s72-c/Passport2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-7640168500311770107</id><published>2007-08-08T16:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:49.044-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Passagens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ontem tentei mudar o dia das passagens e não consegui, o que significa que vou mesmo viajar no fim de novembro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Está bem perto o dia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Já é daqui a três meses.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096421801138767042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="207" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RrogoEpuxMI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/A8S8xe_j2jA/s400/Maple-Leaf.gif" width="208" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais uma vez no inverno. Preciso começar a organizar minhas roupas de frio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sem assunto e sem vontade de falar muito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assim que tiver, coloco as novidades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-7640168500311770107?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/7640168500311770107/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=7640168500311770107&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/7640168500311770107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/7640168500311770107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/08/passagens.html' title='Passagens'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RrogoEpuxMI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/A8S8xe_j2jA/s72-c/Maple-Leaf.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-54128000087123452</id><published>2007-08-06T11:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T14:04:10.567-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Chegou o Pedido de Passaporte!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Nem precisei ligar. No sábado chegou o meu pedido de passaporte. Paguei hoje a taxa do Consulado e já estou enviando tudo via Sedex para São Paulo.&lt;br /&gt;Em mais 10 ou 15 dias, no máximo, devo estar com o visto em mão.&lt;br /&gt;Por enquanto, tudo confirmado para a minha ida em Novembro. Vou tentar mudar apenas o dia. Antecipar uma ou duas semanas.&lt;br /&gt;É isso!!!&lt;br /&gt;À très bientôt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Assisti Paris, je t'aime no cinema neste sábado. Gostei. Penso que gostaria mais ainda se fosse Québec, je t'aime...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-54128000087123452?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/54128000087123452/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=54128000087123452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/54128000087123452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/54128000087123452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/08/chegou-o-pedido-de-passaporte.html' title='Chegou o Pedido de Passaporte!!!!!!'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-8698823637262041097</id><published>2007-08-02T15:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:49.295-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Até agora, nada...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RrIqr0puxLI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Hav_awZcr2w/s1600-h/Correios_Trinidad+%26+Tobago.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094181060865868978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RrIqr0puxLI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Hav_awZcr2w/s400/Correios_Trinidad+%26+Tobago.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liguei hoje lá no consultório do Dr. Airton...&lt;br /&gt;A secretária me disse que é estranha mesmo a demora, pois enviaram os exames no dia 09/07 e até agora, nada...&lt;br /&gt;Ela me disse que leva, normalmente, em torno de 08 a 10 dias para chegar o pedido do passaporte. Vou esperar mais esta semana. Se não chegar nada, entrarei em contato para saber o que se passa.&lt;br /&gt;Rastreei nos correios e vi que a encomenda chegou lá no dia 16/07.&lt;br /&gt;Será que deu algo errado???&lt;br /&gt;Ai, quanta impaciência...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-8698823637262041097?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/8698823637262041097/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=8698823637262041097&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/8698823637262041097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/8698823637262041097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/08/at-agora-nada.html' title='Até agora, nada...'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RrIqr0puxLI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Hav_awZcr2w/s72-c/Correios_Trinidad+%26+Tobago.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-8226237895420617285</id><published>2007-07-06T17:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T17:38:35.863-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fim dos Exames</title><content type='html'>Pronto, fiz todos os exames e agora é só esperar para ver...&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o que tinha para dar errado nesta fase deu!&lt;br /&gt;Minha pressão, embora eu tenha tomado o remédio da forma usual, subiu no dia da consulta. O médico mediu essa pressão umas 6 vezes...&lt;br /&gt;Daí me pediu exames complementares. E ainda um laudo em inglês do meu cardiologista.&lt;br /&gt;No EAS apareceu, adivinhe! componentes de um cálculo renal. Ok, pas grave, mais...&lt;br /&gt;Vamos esperar. Acredito que os exames devam ter seguido para Trinidad &amp; Tobago ontem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outro assunto: o Eduardo aceitou ir à "Fête de Juin" comigo neste domingo. Quero que ele conheça o pessoal. Quem sabe ele não se convence de ir embora também. Je compte sur vous, mes amis !!! hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E assim é a vida, meus amigos. Caixinha de surpresas mesmo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que importa é que continuo feliz, muito feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;À bientôt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-8226237895420617285?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/8226237895420617285/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=8226237895420617285&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/8226237895420617285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/8226237895420617285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/07/fim-dos-exames.html' title='Fim dos Exames'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-5089625183898958068</id><published>2007-06-26T16:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T17:22:50.871-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Exames Médicos</title><content type='html'>Recebi hoje os pedidos de exames médicos. Já marquei consulta com o Dr. Francisco Airton B. de Oliveira. Na quinta-feira faço a consulta e na sexta-feira pela manhã, os exames.&lt;br /&gt;Provavelmente na próxima segunda-feira os meus documentos seguem para Trinidad &amp; Tobago. Imagino que até o dia do meu aniversário terei o passaporte com o visto em mão.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-5089625183898958068?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/5089625183898958068/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=5089625183898958068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/5089625183898958068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/5089625183898958068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/06/exames-mdicos.html' title='Exames Médicos'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-8420151624283623357</id><published>2007-06-11T12:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T12:13:51.833-03:00</updated><title type='text'>e-Client Application Status</title><content type='html'>Apareceu no e-Cas o meu endereço. Acredito que em 15 dias receberei os pedidos de exames... E agora?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-8420151624283623357?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/8420151624283623357/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=8420151624283623357&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/8420151624283623357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/8420151624283623357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/06/e-client-application-status.html' title='e-Client Application Status'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-3746306217769485758</id><published>2007-05-11T17:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T17:44:37.235-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Festa na Minha Cama!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Olhem só como morar na casa dos meus pais está sendo bom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estou me divertindo muuuito!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;;o)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ir embora vai ser mesmo dureza...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d3bAWihPiqk"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d3bAWihPiqk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-3746306217769485758?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/3746306217769485758/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=3746306217769485758&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/3746306217769485758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/3746306217769485758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/05/festa-na-minha-cama.html' title='Festa na Minha Cama!!!'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-71300620143247691</id><published>2007-05-01T21:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:49.479-02:00</updated><title type='text'>37ª Corrida do Trabalhador</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RjfeWtQRigI/AAAAAAAAAE4/asGkqPkkgAE/s1600-h/webbanner_corrida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059757188060383746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RjfeWtQRigI/AAAAAAAAAE4/asGkqPkkgAE/s400/webbanner_corrida.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoje estou me sentindo uma atleta de verdade!!! hehehehe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Completei os 5 Km da 37ª Corrida do Trabalhador em um tempo razoavelmente bom para uma estréia já tardia, mas em boa hora, eu diria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Estou feliz, muito feliz mesmo, porque vi que tudo aquilo que nos propomos a fazer é possível, com perseverança e uma dose de comprometimento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Eu sempre reclamava que não encontrava as pessoas certas para me acompanharem, dizia mesmo que no dia em que encontrasse alguém tão comprometida quanto eu mesma nós abriríamos uma empresa e ficaríamos ricas. Aprendi duas coisas ao mesmo tempo quando resolvi começar a treinar para correr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A primeira foi quando combinei de treinar com um amigo e ele não apareceu. Fiquei danada da vida, com tanto ódio de ter levado um bolo, que saí sozinha, pisando duro. No meio do treino, pensando na vida e tentando entender porque ninguém se comprometia comigo e não cumpria o que me prometia, a minha ficha caiu: por muito tempo eu não me comprometi com a pessoa que eu mais amo no mundo - eu mesma! Quantas vezes eu dizia que iria começar a caminhar e ficava na cama enrolando, até dormir de novo e o treino ir por água abaixo... Serviu de lição: enquanto eu mesma não me respeito, não posso cobrar isso de mais absolutamente ninguém!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A segunda coisa que aprendi foi que esta pessoa que eu tanto procurava estava ao meu lado o tempo inteirinho, só esperando uma boa oportunidade de começarmos juntas o que já deveríamos ter feito a muito tempo. Depois que voltei para a casa dos meus pais, comentei com a minha irmã Daniela que estava treinando para corridas e ela, mais do que depressa, prontificou-se a ir comigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Faça chuva ou faça sol, lá está ela no meu quarto, me acordando cedinho da manhã para irmos juntas correr. O bom disso é que uma incentiva a outra e assim, hoje, cruzamos juntinhas a linha de chegada! Parabéns, Dani, e muito obrigada pelo empurrãozão que você vem me dando!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Esse empurrão vai me levar longe, muito longe, você vai ver! Espero que você também alcance todos os seus objetivos e realize, assim, os seus mais belos sonhos!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-71300620143247691?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/71300620143247691/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=71300620143247691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/71300620143247691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/71300620143247691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/05/37-corrida-do-trabalhador.html' title='37ª Corrida do Trabalhador'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RjfeWtQRigI/AAAAAAAAAE4/asGkqPkkgAE/s72-c/webbanner_corrida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-3721600889562918598</id><published>2007-04-09T16:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:51.157-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Rappel - Caiapônia/GO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051507079466947842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RhqO7Lv_lQI/AAAAAAAAADw/LDHNwVT8Fb4/s400/DSC07463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051507461719037202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RhqPRbv_lRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/LGO-GbYrQ38/s400/DSC07478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Esta Semana Santa foi de rappel! O lugar é incrível! Gente, o nosso Brasil é mesmo um lugar de beleza exuberante. Não fosse a violência...&lt;br /&gt;Bom, fiquem com as imagens e vejam se não tenho razão...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051507861150995746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RhqPorv_lSI/AAAAAAAAAEA/zrgTVinXAJo/s400/DSC07514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051508105964131634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RhqP27v_lTI/AAAAAAAAAEI/cDooWJjBOJY/s400/DSC07533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RhqRE7v_lUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/izLmF2EfkRg/s1600-h/DSC07534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051509445993928002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RhqRE7v_lUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/izLmF2EfkRg/s400/DSC07534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RhqRFLv_lVI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Nj_aeyhPJIg/s1600-h/DSC07535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051509450288895314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RhqRFLv_lVI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Nj_aeyhPJIg/s400/DSC07535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RhqRFbv_lWI/AAAAAAAAAEg/rJf-oeplx_8/s1600-h/DSC07543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051509454583862626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RhqRFbv_lWI/AAAAAAAAAEg/rJf-oeplx_8/s400/DSC07543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RhqRFrv_lXI/AAAAAAAAAEo/jNKP1tBjZ8A/s1600-h/DSC07701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051509458878829938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RhqRFrv_lXI/AAAAAAAAAEo/jNKP1tBjZ8A/s400/DSC07701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RhqPorv_lSI/AAAAAAAAAEA/zrgTVinXAJo/s1600-h/DSC07514.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-3721600889562918598?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/3721600889562918598/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=3721600889562918598&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/3721600889562918598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/3721600889562918598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/04/rappel-caiapniago.html' title='Rappel - Caiapônia/GO'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RhqO7Lv_lQI/AAAAAAAAADw/LDHNwVT8Fb4/s72-c/DSC07463.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-7584128536380097481</id><published>2007-04-03T12:59:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T23:02:03.209-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vídeo de Québec</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sei que muita gente já viu esse vídeo, mas quero deixá-lo aqui para eu não perdê-lo de vista ;o)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bonjourquebec.com/fr-fr/visionnement.html?video=3"&gt;http://www.bonjourquebec.com/fr-fr/visionnement.html?video=3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sem novidades...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Só quero que o tempo passe bem rápido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-7584128536380097481?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/7584128536380097481/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=7584128536380097481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/7584128536380097481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/7584128536380097481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/04/vdeo-de-qubec.html' title='Vídeo de Québec'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-4044083213514355352</id><published>2007-04-02T12:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:51.648-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Processo Federal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hoje apareceu no E-CAS a mensagem de que o processamento da minha Etapa Federal começou no dia 26 de fevereiro de 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048855325913906562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RhEjKz9v_YI/AAAAAAAAADo/p5gAHfyhhdQ/s400/e-cas.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;En Français: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051925350861212354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RhwLVyHfisI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1xGhvMFoOoI/s400/Figura1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As coisas estão indo bem! =o)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Je suis anxieuse !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-4044083213514355352?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/4044083213514355352/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=4044083213514355352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/4044083213514355352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/4044083213514355352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/04/processo-federal.html' title='Processo Federal'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RhEjKz9v_YI/AAAAAAAAADo/p5gAHfyhhdQ/s72-c/e-cas.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-7164126712019923474</id><published>2007-04-01T00:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T12:54:08.002-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Notícia boa!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Tenho uma notícia muito boa! A Adriana conseguiu o visto dela para o Canadá. Também, depois de receber o visto americano, queria ver qual seria o motivo de negarem o visto canadense a ela. É isso aí, Adriana! Parabéns, boa viagem e bonne chance !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Bem, no mais... Sem muitas novidades... Só tenho a dizer que estou AMANDO viver de novo na casa dos meus pais!!! Gente, família é tudo de bom! Assim vai ficar até mais difícil de emigrar... Tinha esquecido o quanto é bom morar com papai e mamãe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E vocês têm que ver que gracinha a Giovanna, minha sobrinha. Todos os dias ela bate na porta do meu quarto e pergunta: "Titia, eu posso entrar?" Ela vem me fazer uma visitinha e, claro, brincar com as minhas gatinhas. A Raja (gata número 2) está apaixonada por ela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, e a Giovanna, que chorava porque a minha irmã saía para trabalhar, agora chora também quando eu tenho que sair para o trabalho. Outro dia ela veio ao meu quarto e me perguntou: "Titia, você vai trabalhar?" E eu disse: "Sim, meu bem, a titia tem que trabalhar". Daí ela abriu os braços e as pernas na passagem da porta e me respondeu: "Não, você não vai trabalhar não!" Quase não fui mesmo! hehehehe &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;É isso... Estou muito feliz, como há algum tempo não me sentia! (Não que eu não fosse feliz! Mas sentia falta de algo que eu não sabia bem o que era). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Já comecei a procurar apartamento em Montréal. Acho que o ideal no começo será dividir espaço com alguém mesmo. Despesas menores e companhia, pelo menos na fase de adaptação. Por isso, estou em busca de um colocataire. Se você souber de alguém, por favor dê um toque! ;o)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Por enquanto é só! Au revoir e bon weeked à tous !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-7164126712019923474?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/7164126712019923474/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=7164126712019923474&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/7164126712019923474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/7164126712019923474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/04/notcia-boa.html' title='Notícia boa!!!'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-5123199705923942913</id><published>2007-03-28T01:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:51.873-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tout ce qu'il faut</title><content type='html'>J'ai trouvé cette liste et je pense qu'elle est très intéressante. C'est pour ça que je veux la partager avec vous. Bonne chance !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RgnuLz9v_XI/AAAAAAAAADc/4NqNlgECARk/s1600-h/Tout+ce+qu"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046826744140529010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RgnuLz9v_XI/AAAAAAAAADc/4NqNlgECARk/s400/Tout+ce+qu%27il+faut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;;o)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-5123199705923942913?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/5123199705923942913/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=5123199705923942913&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/5123199705923942913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/5123199705923942913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/03/tout-ce-quil-faut.html' title='Tout ce qu&apos;il faut'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RgnuLz9v_XI/AAAAAAAAADc/4NqNlgECARk/s72-c/Tout+ce+qu%27il+faut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-5337065496422785139</id><published>2007-03-28T00:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T01:06:29.048-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Invitation du Ministère de l'Immigration et des Communautés culturelles du Québec</title><content type='html'>Aujourd'hui j'ai reçu cet invitation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bonjour,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le Ministère de l'Immigration et des Communautés culturelles du Québec vous invite à participer à l'expérimentation d'un cours de français par Internet (cours FEL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce cours vous permet d'améliorer votre connaissance du français à l'écrit et à l'oral et de découvrir le Québec!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consultez les informations jointes à ce message pour en savoir plus sur ce cours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avant de répondre, consultez aussi la visite virtuelle du cours :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="openerfix(this);return false;" href="https://www.francisationenligne.gouv.qc.ca/visiteguidee"&gt;https://www.francisationenligne.gouv.qc.ca/visiteguidee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si vous êtes intéressé, écrivez-nous rapidement à l'adresse suivante : &lt;a onclick="openerfix(this);return false;" href="mailto:fel@micc.gouv.qc.ca"&gt;fel@micc.gouv.qc.ca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salutations cordiales,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Registraire - Francisation en ligne (FEL)Ministère de l'Immigration et des Communautés culturelles du Québec&lt;a onclick="openerfix(this);return false;" href="mailto:fel@micc.gouv.qc.ca"&gt;fel@micc.gouv.qc.ca&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'ai repondu, bien sûre !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alors... S'il y a une place à moi, je vais améliorer le français plus vite !!!&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-5337065496422785139?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/5337065496422785139/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=5337065496422785139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/5337065496422785139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/5337065496422785139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/03/invitation-du-ministre-de-limmigration.html' title='Invitation du Ministère de l&apos;Immigration et des Communautés culturelles du Québec'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-3693059501527839962</id><published>2007-03-19T11:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:52.169-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Novo Lar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/Rf6YvKgLoXI/AAAAAAAAADM/qKgkORi6H3Q/s1600-h/Canadian+House.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043636568742142322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/Rf6YvKgLoXI/AAAAAAAAADM/qKgkORi6H3Q/s400/Canadian+House.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mudei-me neste fim de semana para a casa dos meus pais...&lt;br /&gt;De volta ao lar, depois de quase 13 anos.&lt;br /&gt;Sensação estranha... Descobri que não gosto de me mudar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tanta tralha, tanta coisa. Muitas providências a serem tomadas ainda.&lt;br /&gt;Mas vai ser bom. Já vou me preparando para uma mudança maior!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Esta foi a primeira das medidas necessárias para estar pronta para zarpar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Adriana me ligou neste final de semana. Estava também preparando a sua mudança, de volta para Belo Horizonte. Ela ainda aguarda o resultado do visto para ir como turista ao Canadá.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pelo jeito eles estão dificultando as coisas, pois ela tem o perfil ideal do imigrante.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vai entender... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-3693059501527839962?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/3693059501527839962/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=3693059501527839962&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/3693059501527839962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/3693059501527839962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/03/novo-lar.html' title='Novo Lar'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/Rf6YvKgLoXI/AAAAAAAAADM/qKgkORi6H3Q/s72-c/Canadian+House.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-5376817409936582822</id><published>2007-03-02T00:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:52.495-02:00</updated><title type='text'>ACCUSÉ DE RÉCEPTION</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acabei de receber a minha carta de confirmação de abertura do processo federal!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prazo médio de processamento: 10 meses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pediram-me para entrar em contato se nenhuma outra instrução for dada até o dia 02/08/2007.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acho que vai dar tudo certo!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/Reef6_uxtJI/AAAAAAAAADA/7aa9RvKGL7s/s400/Je+me+souviens.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037170544126047378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/Reef6_uxtJI/AAAAAAAAADA/7aa9RvKGL7s/s400/Je+me+souviens.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Québec, estou chegando!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Linha do tempo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;27/05/2006 - Palestra do Governo do Québec no auditório do Memorial JK&lt;br /&gt;06/06/2006 - Envio da documentação a Buenos Aires&lt;br /&gt;22/06/2006 - Email de confirmação do recebimento dos documentos e da autorização do débito no cartão de crédito&lt;br /&gt;20/09/2006 - Recebimento de email de convocação para a entrevista em São Paulo&lt;br /&gt;20/10/2006 - Entrevista e recebimento do CSQ&lt;br /&gt;14/02/2007 - Pagamento da Taxa do Consulado&lt;br /&gt;15/02/2007 - Envio dos formulários a São Paulo (Sedex 10)&lt;br /&gt;16/02/2007 - Recebimento da documentaçao pelo Consulado do Canadá em SP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;21/02/2007 - Abertura do processo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;22/02/2007 - Emissão do recibo do Consulado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;25/02/2007 - Envio da carta de confirmação da abertura do processo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;01/03/2007 - Recebimento da carta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-5376817409936582822?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/5376817409936582822/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=5376817409936582822&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/5376817409936582822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/5376817409936582822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/03/accus-de-rception.html' title='ACCUSÉ DE RÉCEPTION'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/Reef6_uxtJI/AAAAAAAAADA/7aa9RvKGL7s/s72-c/Je+me+souviens.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-9169023329451293184</id><published>2007-02-26T00:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:52.910-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Agora, vou investir tudo no futuro...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/ReJRtFAjHEI/AAAAAAAAACo/50Bck3YAhzo/s1600-h/mapa_Brasil_Canada_Blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035677168234077250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/ReJRtFAjHEI/AAAAAAAAACo/50Bck3YAhzo/s400/mapa_Brasil_Canada_Blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pronto, posso dizer agora que o meu ano novo vai começar. Não, nada a ver com o fim do carnaval... É o fim de um processo mesmo, doloroso, é verdade, mas o tempo cura tudo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aproveitei o feriado para fazer uma faxina completa (quase) no meu apartamento. E já visualizei o que vai e o que não vai comigo na mudança.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As aulas de francês recomeçam nesta terça-feira. Assim, vou ocupar mais o meu tempo e mente. E isso é muito bom!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hoje comprei um monitor cardíaco, para acompanhar os meus treinos de corrida. Quero chegar no Canadá em pleno condicionamento físico para esquiar =o))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-9169023329451293184?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/9169023329451293184/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=9169023329451293184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/9169023329451293184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/9169023329451293184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/02/agora-vou-investir-tudo-no-futuro.html' title='Agora, vou investir tudo no futuro...'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/ReJRtFAjHEI/AAAAAAAAACo/50Bck3YAhzo/s72-c/mapa_Brasil_Canada_Blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-8728178797987393742</id><published>2007-02-17T16:24:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:53.155-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vai uma canadian aí???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Qualquer semelhança com &lt;em&gt;Lakshmi&lt;/em&gt;* não é pura coincidência...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032586753376411826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RddW_QhWYLI/AAAAAAAAACc/jJdrzPzYDjg/s400/Lakshmi2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rosanevolpatto.trd.br/deusalakshmi.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Lakshmi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; é a Deusa hindu do amor e da beleza, da sorte, da prosperidade e do sucesso. Representa a prosperidade mundana, é a abundância e riqueza, em particular nos aspectos domésticos. Ela é uma Deusa da Economia em geral e é muito popular entre empresários e comerciantes, os quais a adoram todos os dias antes de abrirem seus negócios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-8728178797987393742?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/8728178797987393742/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=8728178797987393742&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/8728178797987393742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/8728178797987393742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/02/vai-uma-canadian.html' title='Vai uma canadian aí???'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RddW_QhWYLI/AAAAAAAAACc/jJdrzPzYDjg/s72-c/Lakshmi2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-2548569712452787421</id><published>2007-02-16T11:53:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:53.325-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Status da Entrega da Documentação</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Documentos entregues, conforme informação de rastreamento de encomendas disponível no site dos &lt;a href="http://www.correios.com.br/servicos/rastreamento/rastreamento.cfm"&gt;Correios&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032568504060371106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RddGZAhWYKI/AAAAAAAAACI/BBIB86wn86I/s400/Sedex10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Agora é aguardar meeeeeeeesmo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Nada mais a fazer por enquanto. Só estudar francês!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;As aulas na Aliança recomeçam depois do carnaval, como tudo aqui no Brasil...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Quando tiver novidades, volto para atualizá-los!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-2548569712452787421?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/2548569712452787421/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=2548569712452787421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/2548569712452787421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/2548569712452787421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/02/status-da-entrega-da-documentao.html' title='Status da Entrega da Documentação'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RddGZAhWYKI/AAAAAAAAACI/BBIB86wn86I/s72-c/Sedex10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-7135575905979462010</id><published>2007-02-16T00:43:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:54.026-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Documentos Enviados</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Pronto, enviei ontem (15/02/07) os documentos para a abertura da parte federal do processo de imigração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Acredite se quiser, mas fui pagar a taxa do consulado no Itaú Personnalité da Asa Norte e a caixa que me atendeu, muito simpática por sinal, usava brincos dourados no formato de uma folha de bordo (feuille d'érable). Parecidos com esta imagem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031971091289366610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RdUnDAhWYFI/AAAAAAAAABU/nL564abm9xw/s400/maple+leaf1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Fiquei olhando os brincos dela... Achei engraçada a coincidência... Eu ali pagando a taxa do consulado e ela usando brincos com a folhinha da bandeira do Canadá. Bom, que isso seja um ótimo sinal!!! hehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Agora posso começar a minha &lt;strong&gt;linha do tempo&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27/05/2006 - Palestra do Governo do Québec no auditório do Memorial JK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;06/06/2006 - Envio da documentação a Buenos Aires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;22/06/2006 - Email de confirmação do recebimento dos documentos e da autorização do débito no cartão de crédito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;20/09/2006 - Recebimento de email de convocação para a entrevista em São Paulo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;20/10/2006 - Entrevista e recebimento do CSQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;14/02/2007 - Pagamento da Taxa do Consulado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;15/02/2007 - Envio dos formulários a São Paulo (Sedex 10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;16/02/2007 - Recebimento da documentaçao pelo Consulado do Canadá em SP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-7135575905979462010?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/7135575905979462010/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=7135575905979462010&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/7135575905979462010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/7135575905979462010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/02/documentos-enviados.html' title='Documentos Enviados'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RdUnDAhWYFI/AAAAAAAAABU/nL564abm9xw/s72-c/maple+leaf1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-90315498341680099</id><published>2007-02-13T20:50:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:54.907-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Reasons To Live In Canada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;OK, eu sei que este já é o meu terceiro post do dia, mas estou com um excelente humor, já quase morri de rir das bobeiras sozinha e quero muito dividir com vocês estas "blagues". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Divirtam-se!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070065013539272498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/Rlx9RHgk9zI/AAAAAAAAAFA/_5Cxp5XEx7g/s400/hahaha.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RdJIFwhWX_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cVkO93zbyNs/s1600-h/hahaha.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;TOP 10 REASONS TO LIVE IN BRITISH COLUMBIA…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 2010 Winter Olympics - champagne tastes on a beer belly budget.&lt;br /&gt;2. Vancouver: 1.5 million people and two bridges.&lt;br /&gt;3. The local Whistler hero is a pot-smoking snowboarder.&lt;br /&gt;4. The local wine doesn't taste like malt vinegar.&lt;br /&gt;5. Your $400,000 Vancouver home is just 5 hours from downtown.&lt;br /&gt;6. A university with a nude beach.&lt;br /&gt;7. You can throw a rock and hit three Starbucks locations.&lt;br /&gt;8. Great place for avalanche training.&lt;br /&gt;9. There's always some sort of deforestation protest going on.&lt;br /&gt;10. A drunk driving premier - setting a good example for all British Columbians… a Ralph Klein wannabe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP 10 REASONS TO LIVE IN ALBERTA…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Big Rock between you and B.C.&lt;br /&gt;2. Ottawa who?&lt;br /&gt;3. Tax is 7 percent instead of approximately 200 percent for the rest of the country.&lt;br /&gt;4. The Premier is a fat, alcoholic who is easy to make fun of.&lt;br /&gt;5. Flames vs. Oilers.&lt;br /&gt;6. Stamps vs. Eskies.&lt;br /&gt;7. You can exploit almost any natural resource you can think of.&lt;br /&gt;8. You live in the only province that could actually afford to be it's own country.&lt;br /&gt;9. The Americans below you are all in anti-government militia groups.&lt;br /&gt;10. You can attempt to murder your rich oil tycoon husband and get away with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP 10 REASONS TO LIVE IN SASKATCHEWAN…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You never run out of wheat.&lt;br /&gt;2.There are no curves or hills on the highway.&lt;br /&gt;3. Cruise control takes on a whole new meaning.&lt;br /&gt;4. Your province is really easy to draw.&lt;br /&gt;5. You never have to worry about roll-back if you have a standard stick shift.&lt;br /&gt;6. It takes you two weeks to walk to your neighbour's house.&lt;br /&gt;7. YOUR Roughriders survived.&lt;br /&gt;8. You can watch the dog run away from home for hours.&lt;br /&gt;9. People will assume you live on a farm.&lt;br /&gt;10. Buying a huge John Deere mower makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP 10 REASONS TO LIVE IN MANITOBA…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You wake up one morning to find you suddenly have beachfront property.&lt;br /&gt;2. Amusing town names like "Flin Flon" and "Winnipeg".&lt;br /&gt;3. All your local bands make it big and move to Toronto.&lt;br /&gt;4. The only province to ever violently rebel against the federal government.&lt;br /&gt;5. Hundreds of huge, horribly frigid lakes.&lt;br /&gt;6. Nothing compares to a wicked Winnipeg winter.&lt;br /&gt;7. You don't need a car - just take the canoe to work.&lt;br /&gt;8. You can be an Easterner or a Westerner depending on your mood.&lt;br /&gt;9. Because of your licence plate, you are still friendly even when you cut someone off.&lt;br /&gt;10. Pass the time watching trucks and barns float by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP 10 REASONS TO LIVE IN ONTARIO…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You live in the center of the universe.&lt;br /&gt;2. Your $400,000 Toronto home is actually a dump.&lt;br /&gt;3. You and you alone decide who will win the federal election.&lt;br /&gt;4. There's no such thing as an Ontario Separatist. Separate from what? You are the centre of the universe.&lt;br /&gt;5. Your grandparents sold booze to the States during Prohibition.&lt;br /&gt;6. Lots of tourists come to Toronto because they mistakenly believe it's a cool city.&lt;br /&gt;7. The only province with hard-core American-style crime.&lt;br /&gt;8. Much Music's Speaker's Corner - rant and rave on national TV for a dollar.&lt;br /&gt;9. Baseball fans park on your front lawn and pee on the side of your house.&lt;br /&gt;10. Mike Harris: basically a sober Ralph Klein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP 10 REASONS TO LIVE IN QUEBEC…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Everybody assumes you're from a different planet.&lt;br /&gt;2. Racism is socially acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;3. The only province to ever kidnap federal politicians.&lt;br /&gt;4. You can take bets with your friends on which English neighbour will move out next.&lt;br /&gt;5. Other provinces basically bribe you to stay in Canada.&lt;br /&gt;6. The FLQ&lt;br /&gt;7. Your hockey team is made up entirely of French guys who can't skate.&lt;br /&gt;8. The province with the oldest, nastiest hookers.&lt;br /&gt;9. NON-smokers are the outcasts.&lt;br /&gt;10. You can blame all your problems on the "Anglo bastards".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP 10 REASONS TO LIVE IN NEW BRUNSWICK…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You are sandwiched between French morons and drunken Celtic fiddlers.&lt;br /&gt;2. One way or another, the government gets 98 percent of your income.&lt;br /&gt;3. You're poor, but not as poor as the Newfies.&lt;br /&gt;4. When listing the provinces, everyone forgets to mention yours.&lt;br /&gt;5. The economy is based on fish, cows, and ferrying Ontario motorists to Boston.&lt;br /&gt;6. No one ever blames anything on New Brunswick.&lt;br /&gt;7. You have French people, but they don't want to kill you.&lt;br /&gt;8. Everybody has a Grandfather who runs a lighthouse.&lt;br /&gt;9. Just as charming as Maine, but with more unemployed fishermen.&lt;br /&gt;10. You probably live in a small seaside cottage with no television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP 10 REASONS TO LIVE IN NOVA SCOTIA…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The only place in North America to get bombed in the war by a moron who set ammunitions ship on fire. (Halifax Explosion).&lt;br /&gt;2.The province is shaped like the male genetalia.&lt;br /&gt;3. Everyone can play the fiddle. The ones who can't, think they can.&lt;br /&gt;4. If someone asks if you're a Newfie, you are allowed to kick their butt.&lt;br /&gt;5. The local hero is an insane, fiddle playing, sexual pervert.&lt;br /&gt;6. The province that produced Rita MacNeil, the world's largest land mammal.&lt;br /&gt;7 You are the "only" reason Anne Murray makes money.&lt;br /&gt;8. You can pretend you have Scottish heritage as an excuse to get drunk and wear a kilt.&lt;br /&gt;9. The economy is based on lobster and fiddle music.&lt;br /&gt;10. Even though it smells like dead sea animals, Halifax is considered Canada's most beautiful city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP 10 REASONS TO LIVE ON PRINCE EDWARD ISLAND…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Even though more people live on Vancouver Island, you still got the big kick-ass bridge.&lt;br /&gt;2. You can walk across the province in half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;3. You were probably once an extra on "Road to Avonlea".&lt;br /&gt;4. This is where all those tiny red potatoes come from.&lt;br /&gt;5. The economy is based on fish, potatoes, and CBC TV shows.&lt;br /&gt;6. Tourists arrive, see the "Anne of Green Gables" house, then promptly leave.&lt;br /&gt;7. You can drive across the province in two minutes.&lt;br /&gt;8. It doesn't matter to you if Quebec separates.&lt;br /&gt;9. You don't share a border with the Americans, or with anyone for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;10. You can confuse ships by turning your porch lights on and off at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP 10 REASONS TO LIVE IN NEWFOUNDLAND…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The poorest, drunkest province in Confederation.&lt;br /&gt;2. If Quebec separates, you will float off to sea.&lt;br /&gt;3. In the rare case when someone moves to the Rock, you can make them kiss a dead cod.&lt;br /&gt;4. The economy is based on fish, seafood, and fish-related products.&lt;br /&gt;5. If you do something stupid, you have a built-in excuse.&lt;br /&gt;6. You &amp;amp; only you understand the meaning of Great Big Sea's lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;7. The workday is about two hours long.&lt;br /&gt;8. You are credited with many great inventions, like the solar-powered flashlight and the screen door for submarines.&lt;br /&gt;9. CBC sets time in terms of you being on the half hour.&lt;br /&gt;10. 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href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/02/top-10-reasons-to-live-in-canada.html' title='Top 10 Reasons To Live In Canada'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/Rlx9RHgk9zI/AAAAAAAAAFA/_5Cxp5XEx7g/s72-c/hahaha.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-117140330553624006</id><published>2007-02-13T19:20:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T00:09:17.186-02:00</updated><title type='text'>So You Want To Be A Canuck, Eh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span 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style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In order to fool people that you are a Canadian you must take the following steps:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1. First of all, claim that you are not American.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;2. Buy a case of beer and watch the hockey game with your friends and family on Saturday night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;3. After the game, complain about your team’s management and suggest brilliant ideas guaranteed to put your team back on top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;4. But point out that at least they are not an American team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5. Depending on the season, complain about the heat or the cold to a complete stranger. Do this while you…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;6. Stand in line and pick up your Tim Hortons double-double coffee and maple cream donut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;7. After lunch/breakfast/dinner (see above), get “out and about”: go fishing, go to your cottage, strap on a snowboard or skis, take a kayak/canoe for a paddle, have a campfire in the great outdoors, or watch the northern lights, all while drinking a beer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;8. Make fun of American presidents whenever possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;9. And finally, don’t make a big deal out of all the fresh air and water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Method Two: Make It Official&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Well, if faking it doesn’t seem to satisfy Canadian Immigration officials, here are some information and links to help you become a proud and legitimate Canadian! The immigration process in Canada is run on a points system. Your past experience, education, trade/employment qualification, relatives and income all accumulate to provide a score which is used to assess your eligibility to become a Canadian. For more details, please visit the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cic.gc.ca/english/citizen/menu-howto.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Canadian Citizenship and Immigration website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cic.gc.ca/english/citizen/menu-howto.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.moosenetwork.com/canada_howtobe.php"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ver Fonte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;E para finalizar, responda este quiz abaixo e mostre o quanto você conhece sobre a vida canadiennne...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Strippers in Canada are called:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. hootchie-kootchies&lt;br /&gt;B. toonies&lt;br /&gt;C. peelers&lt;br /&gt;D. tire sur la neige. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. The Caesar, a popular Canadian cocktail, is made with this key ingredient:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. maple syrup&lt;br /&gt;B. clam juice&lt;br /&gt;C. Canadian whisky&lt;br /&gt;D. beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onclick="MM_openBrWindow('0811845354-e2.html','1','resizable=yes,width=450,height=200')" href="javascript:;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. What's Canada's national animal?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. penguin&lt;br /&gt;B. ferret&lt;br /&gt;C. moose&lt;br /&gt;D. beaver &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onclick="MM_openBrWindow('0811845354-e3.html','1','resizable=yes,width=450,height=200')" href="javascript:;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Order two popular Canadian beers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Bud&lt;br /&gt;B. Blue&lt;br /&gt;C. Canadian&lt;br /&gt;D. Sam Adams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. What's a loonie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A. A particularly goofy Canadian&lt;br /&gt;B. A dance move made popular by Stompin' Tom Connors&lt;br /&gt;C. A mysterious sea creature said to live at the bottom of Lake Okanagan&lt;br /&gt;D. A one-dollar Canadian coin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onclick="MM_openBrWindow('0811845354-e5.html','1','resizable=yes,width=450,height=200')" href="javascript:;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Famous Montreal Canadian hockey player Maurice "Rocket" Richard appeared in an infamous ad for what product?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Labatt's Blue&lt;br /&gt;B. Grecian formula&lt;br /&gt;C. Canadian bacon&lt;br /&gt;D. His own line of loungewear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onclick="MM_openBrWindow('0811845354-e6.html','1','resizable=yes,width=450,height=200')" href="javascript:;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. If you stop at one of the many Tim Hortons franchises in Canada, you are probably looking for what?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. An oil change&lt;br /&gt;B. Love&lt;br /&gt;C. Burgers&lt;br /&gt;D. Donuts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onclick="MM_openBrWindow('0811845354-e7.html','1','resizable=yes,width=450,height=200')" href="javascript:;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Which of the following is NOT a Canadian province or territory?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Alberta&lt;br /&gt;B. Prince Edward Island&lt;br /&gt;C. Nunavut&lt;br /&gt;D. Ottawa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onclick="MM_openBrWindow('0811845354-e8.html','1','resizable=yes,width=450,height=200')" href="javascript:;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. From the following selection, identify at least one key ingredient of poutine:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Beaver&lt;br /&gt;B. Cheese curd&lt;br /&gt;C. Powdered sugar&lt;br /&gt;D. Moose&lt;br /&gt;E. French Fries&lt;br /&gt;F. Maple syrup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onclick="MM_openBrWindow('0811845354-e9.html','1','resizable=yes,width=450,height=200')" href="javascript:;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Which of the following singers are Canadian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A. Anne Murray&lt;br /&gt;B. Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;C. Shania Twain&lt;br /&gt;D. Neil Young&lt;br /&gt;E. William Shatner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onclick="MM_openBrWindow('0811845354-e10.html','1','resizable=yes,width=450,height=200')" href="javascript:;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And for the bonus round.... a two parter!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q: What is the name of the large and flat province where "you can watch your dog run away for three days"—and how do you spell it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(essa foi respondida no post anterior!!! ;oP )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheque suas respostas &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chroniclebooks.com/Chronicle/excerpt/0811845354-e0.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aqui&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a onclick="MM_openBrWindow('0811845354-e11.html','1','resizable=yes,width=450,height=200')" href="javascript:;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Congratulations! No matter how many questions you answered correctly, it's safe to say that you now know more about Canada than most Americans. Go forth and impress your friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1074/976/1600/727924/turkeydurky.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1074/976/400/243953/turkeydurky.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-117140330553624006?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/117140330553624006/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=117140330553624006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/117140330553624006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/117140330553624006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/02/so-you-want-to-be-canuck-eh_13.html' title='So You Want To Be A Canuck, Eh?'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-117139823857474325</id><published>2007-02-13T18:11:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T02:46:36.928-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Documentos Prontos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vou começar este post dizendo que já tenho todos os documentos necessários!! Hourra!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoje busquei as minhas certidões de antecedentes criminais e amanhã pagarei a taxa &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no Itaú Personnalité.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1074/976/400/826527/tinyleaf.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dia 15/02, no mais tardar, enviarei tudo para o Consulado em São Paulo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aí abaixo está uma foto minha e da Sônia, tirada no 5º Encontro dos Imigrantes de Brasília, lá no Chili Pepper. (Foto "pescada" lá do blog da &lt;a href="http://alebrum.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alessandra Brum&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1074/976/400/341197/Danuzia_Sonia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-117139823857474325?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/117139823857474325/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=117139823857474325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/117139823857474325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/117139823857474325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/02/documentos-prontos.html' title='Documentos Prontos'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-117073410571501957</id><published>2007-02-06T01:10:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:55.207-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vou ter um vizinho especial lá em Montréal!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1074/976/1600/228374/polarcanada.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1074/976/400/7275/polarcanada.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Descobri hoje que tem um amigo muito querido que está planejando morar lá no Canadá também!!! Em Montréal!!!&lt;br /&gt;Isso não é muito bom???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Além do Ed, os amigos abaixo (à esquerda da foto), super gente-boa, serão os outros vizinhos que terei por lá!!! O Alexandre (à direita) e a Valéria irão morar em Gatineau. De qualquer forma, bem pertinho. Teremos uma super-feijoada, galera!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036008052514561106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/ReN-pFAjHFI/AAAAAAAAAC0/dHneAV_m98U/s400/F%C3%A1bio,+Samira+e+Alexandre.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Estou terminando de reunir a documentação para dar entrada no Processo Federal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;A minha certidão de antecedentes criminais da Polícia Federal fica pronta no dia 13 de fevereiro...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Depois é só enviar tudo para o Consulado! Não vejo a hora. Agora estou ansiosa de novo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-117073410571501957?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/117073410571501957/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=117073410571501957&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/117073410571501957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/117073410571501957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/02/vou-ter-um-vizinho-especial-l-em.html' title='Vou ter um vizinho especial lá em Montréal!!!'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/ReN-pFAjHFI/AAAAAAAAAC0/dHneAV_m98U/s72-c/F%C3%A1bio,+Samira+e+Alexandre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-117024694290378925</id><published>2007-01-31T10:32:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T10:35:42.916-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Passagens na mão!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1074/976/1600/600841/Canada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1074/976/400/564451/Canada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pois é, meus amigos!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Emiti as passagens para final deste ano!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As roupas de frio já estão na mala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Só falta o visto... =oP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mas sou otimista e estou agilizando as coisas que dependem de mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Agora é esperar e acreditar!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-117024694290378925?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/117024694290378925/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=117024694290378925&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/117024694290378925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/117024694290378925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2007/01/passagens-na-mo.html' title='Passagens na mão!!!'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-116664215159002729</id><published>2006-12-20T16:38:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T18:10:47.710-02:00</updated><title type='text'>À deriva...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1074/976/400/686023/IMG_6708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Quando eu mergulhei&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fundo nesse olhar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fui dono do mar azul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De todo azul do mar"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Enquanto aguardo, aproveito. Recomendo o mergulho também. É algo divino. Simplesmente maravilhoso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1074/976/400/372363/tinyleaf.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hahahahaha. Olhem só esta!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que tal um mergulho lá no Canadá???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Essa foi boa... Cada um que me aparece!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1074/976/400/570384/CanadianCoralReefSnorkeling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-116664215159002729?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/116664215159002729/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=116664215159002729&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/116664215159002729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/116664215159002729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2006/12/deriva.html' title='À deriva...'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-116312823463952131</id><published>2006-11-10T00:51:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:01:55.323-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Valley</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RdUUoghWYAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gbSsnzFKPi4/s1600-h/bananaski.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RdUUoghWYAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gbSsnzFKPi4/s1600-h/bananaski.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para quem curte "faire du sport", recomendo o ski. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031950844813533186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RdUUoghWYAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gbSsnzFKPi4/s400/bananaski.gif" border="0" /&gt;Indescritível a sensação de liberdade com o vento cortante soprando forte, a neve fofa, a vista linda linda e o coração disparado. É uma delícia!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/400/Ski1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/400/Ski2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/400/Ski3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-116312823463952131?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/116312823463952131/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=116312823463952131&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/116312823463952131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/116312823463952131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2006/11/snow-valley.html' title='Snow Valley'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V6rWON3F-wI/RdUUoghWYAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gbSsnzFKPi4/s72-c/bananaski.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-116312705871693505</id><published>2006-11-10T00:43:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T01:21:20.300-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Montréal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Esta é a cidade na qual planejo morar. Minha primeira impressão foi muito boa. Vamos ver se isso se confirma... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/400/Montreal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/400/Montreal2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-116312705871693505?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/116312705871693505/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=116312705871693505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/116312705871693505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/116312705871693505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2006/11/montral.html' title='Montréal'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-116312661106347658</id><published>2006-11-10T00:28:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T00:43:31.113-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ainda Kingston</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Kingston2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/400/Kingston2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-116312661106347658?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/116312661106347658/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=116312661106347658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/116312661106347658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/116312661106347658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2006/11/ainda-kingston.html' title='Ainda Kingston'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-116312553623438196</id><published>2006-11-10T00:20:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T00:46:09.396-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Kingston</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Kingston.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/400/Kingston.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-116312553623438196?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/116312553623438196/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=116312553623438196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/116312553623438196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/116312553623438196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2006/11/kingston.html' title='Kingston'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-116312490390284774</id><published>2006-11-10T00:06:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T00:15:03.903-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Niagara Falls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Niagara2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/400/Niagara2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Niagara1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/400/Niagara1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O lugar é lindo mesmo. Vale à pena conhecê-lo, principalmente se for no inverno, na minha opinião.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-116312490390284774?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/116312490390284774/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=116312490390284774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/116312490390284774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/116312490390284774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2006/11/niagara-falls.html' title='Niagara Falls'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-116312432521877713</id><published>2006-11-09T23:37:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T00:05:25.656-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Canadá, aí vou eu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Toronto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/400/Toronto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem muito tempo e sem muito assunto para postar aqui.&lt;br /&gt;Com o CSQ em mão, a certeza é maior, mas sei que não posso atropelar as coisas.&lt;br /&gt;Fiz meus planos para sair do país somente em 2008. Não posso agora largar tudo para trás e sair correndo... Haja paciência...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-116312432521877713?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/116312432521877713/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=116312432521877713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/116312432521877713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/116312432521877713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2006/11/canad-vou-eu.html' title='Canadá, aí vou eu...'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-116171903489762758</id><published>2006-10-24T16:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T18:48:30.880-03:00</updated><title type='text'>E para comemorar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/DSC00338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/400/DSC00338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O melhor da festa foi sair com o meu amigo Saulo para comemorarmos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ele me levou ao mestiço, restaurante contemporâneo bem legal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Obrigada, lindo, pela companhia maravilhosa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-116171903489762758?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/116171903489762758/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=116171903489762758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/116171903489762758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/116171903489762758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2006/10/e-para-comemorar.html' title='E para comemorar...'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-116171714611498052</id><published>2006-10-24T14:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T19:00:35.110-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bienal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aqui, algumas fotos tiradas na 27ª Bienal: "Como Viver Junto".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Interessantíssimo!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/400/DSC00234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Entrada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/400/DSC00246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tinha achado legal meu novo chapéu com rabo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/400/DSC00247.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Daí o artista me explicou que era para ser usado assim, como um bico de beija-flor...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ahhh, bom! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Agora entendi! rsrs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/400/DSC00253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Obra de um argentino.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;É claro que as crianças quiseram entrar na bolha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/400/DSC00263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As três crianças: Eu, Saulo e Felipe, minhas companhias&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;do final de semana em São Paulo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Obrigada pelos momentos super agradáveis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/400/DSC00267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Aqui, dentro da bolha, no andar de cima.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/400/DSC00282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A Forca...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lembrei-me do meu professor particular de francês,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;que adora fazer a brincadeira de forca comigo e dizer: Je vais te tuer !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/400/DSC00321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bem... Essa exposição mostra bem como está minha casa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;após a notícia do CSQ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Reviravolta na minha vida!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-116171714611498052?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/116171714611498052/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=116171714611498052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/116171714611498052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/116171714611498052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2006/10/bienal.html' title='Bienal'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-116171228406135247</id><published>2006-10-24T13:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T23:33:09.826-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Museu da Língua Portuguesa - São Paulo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fui visitar o museu da língua portuguesa.&lt;br /&gt;As obras pareciam querer me dizer algo...&lt;br /&gt;Mas sei que, na verdade, era eu quem queria&lt;br /&gt;dizer que me identificava naquele momento com muito do que lia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/400/DSC00195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pois é... Despedir dá febre...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Já vou comprar o meu estoque de tylenol!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/DSC00213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/400/DSC00213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brasil, você estará sempre no meu coração! Aqui vou deixar tudo o que tenho de mais precioso...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Minha família, meus amigos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;e fragmentos da minha própria história.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/400/DSC00230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Nesta foto,  influência da língua francesa no nosso lindo português. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-116171228406135247?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/116171228406135247/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=116171228406135247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/116171228406135247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/116171228406135247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2006/10/museu-da-lngua-portuguesa-so-paulo.html' title='Museu da Língua Portuguesa - São Paulo'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-116170670978469901</id><published>2006-10-24T13:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T18:37:33.906-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mercado Municipal - São Paulo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/DSC00187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/400/DSC00187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aproveitei a viagem à São Paulo e fui fazer uma "promenade" pela cidade.&lt;br /&gt;Aqui, em frente ao Mercado Municipal. Comi um pastel de bacalhau muito bom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-116170670978469901?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/116170670978469901/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=116170670978469901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/116170670978469901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/116170670978469901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2006/10/mercado-municipal-so-paulo.html' title='Mercado Municipal - São Paulo'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-116163397969458404</id><published>2006-10-23T16:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T13:25:04.060-03:00</updated><title type='text'>L'entrevue</title><content type='html'>Bonjour, mes amis ! Je suis très contente parce que j'ai réussi !!!&lt;br /&gt;Bom, vou contar aqui como foi minha entrevista no dia 20/10.&lt;br /&gt;Liguei para o motorista de táxi que havia me levado do aeroporto para o meu hotel e marquei com ele de me buscar às 14h, pois a minha entrevista estava agendada para as 15h30. O trânsito de São Paulo estava "intransitável" hehehehe. Fórmula 1, Salão do Automóvel, Bienal, Mostra de Cinema... Por aí vocês podem ter uma idéia do caos... Às 13h30 o Sr. Nobre (nome que, por sinal, diz muito de sua pessoa!) solicitou que telefonassem no meu quarto e me avisassem que ele já estava me aguardando. Durante o percurso, o Sr. Nobre me perguntou o motivo da minha ida à São Paulo. Eu contei e ele então percebeu que eu estava nervosa. Ele parou em uma lanchonete, comprou uma garrafa de água e me entregou dizendo que era para eu tomar bem devagar para me acalmar. Ele foi conversando comigo, me contando piadas e me fazendo rir. Funcionou! Cheguei no Crowne bem tranqüila (Valeu, Sr. Nobre!!!). Só fui ficar nervosa de novo quando já estava em frente ao M. Cousineau, sem saber se respondia as perguntas em francês, em inglês, em espanhol ou em esperanto! hahahahha&lt;br /&gt;Cheguei no Crowne às 14h20 e fiquei no hall do hotel aguardando o tempo passar um pouco. Às 15h subi e às 15h40 saiu um casal da pequena sala onde foram realizadas as entrevistas do dia.&lt;br /&gt;Não tive tempo nem de perguntar o nome nem de saber de onde era o casal. Só percebi que eles também receberam o CSQ porque eles me fizeram um sinal de "positivo" e balbuciaram: “il est très sympa”.&lt;br /&gt;O M. Cousineau anunciou o meu nome e eu entrei na sala. Ele pediu o meu passaporte e começou a perguntar sobre o meu visto de estudante e sobre a minha viagem para o Canadá. Perguntou-me por que eu tinha recebido um visto de estudante para permanecer no país por um ano e tinha permanecido por apenas um mês. Expliquei que eu trabalho aqui e que tinha ido ao Canadá no período de minhas férias.Tudo em francês, é claro. Pediu-me o comprovante de francês e eu mostrei-lhe a declaração da Aliança Francesa (fiz um intensivo no mês de julho referente ao primeiro semestre e em seguida me matriculei em um curso intensivo referente aos dois outros semestres do básico em turma especial que conseguimos montar na Aliança Francesa, o que significa que até o mês de novembro terei completado mais de 190 horas de estudos) e também a declaração do meu professor particular (total de 57 horas de aulas privadas).&lt;br /&gt;Daí ele me perguntou onde eu tinha nascido e onde ficava a cidade no mapa do país. Se ao norte ou ao sul da cidade onde moro. Respondi sem ter certeza, e ele brincou perguntando se isso significava que eu não entendia nada de geografia e eu respondi que isso significava que eu tinha nascido com a bússola quebrada. rsrs&lt;br /&gt;Ele riu e disse que eu não era a única!&lt;br /&gt;Depois de olhar todos os meus documentos e diplomas (sou formada em administração, ciências contábeis e com pós em gestão de sistemas de informação) ele perguntou sobre o projeto final que apresentei na especialização. Quem disse que eu sequer pensei em levar esse trabalho??? Respondi que não estava comigo e ele disse que gostaria muito de examiná-lo. Pediu então que eu explicasse o meu projeto. Enrolei-me toda, porque não sabia os termos técnicos em francês. Foi quando ele sugeriu que conversássemos em inglês. Daí ele me perguntou desde quando eu estudava a língua inglesa e se eu a utilizava freqüentemente no trabalho. Pediu-me os comprovantes de experiência de trabalho e quis saber o que eu fazia na empresa.&lt;br /&gt;Também não me perguntou nada sobre o Canadá, nem sobre o porquê da escolha por Québec. Por último, pediu para ver as minhas pesquisas sobre o mercado de trabalho e, enquanto eu dizia qualquer coisa que eu nem me lembro mais o que era, ele começou a imprimir o meu certificado de seleção e me deu as “félicitations” , pois eu havia sido aceita pelo processo de Québec.&lt;br /&gt;Depois disso, ele advertiu-me de que a validade do CSQ era de apenas 01 (UM) ano para a entrada no processo federal. Então mostrei-lhe o cronograma que desenvolvi, com os meus planos de chegar em Québec no mês de março de 2008 e ele me aconselhou de aguardar até julho de 2007 para dar entrada no processo e de entrar no país depois de abril, quando a temperatura é mais agradável. Bom, que eu me lembre foi isso. O resto, “&lt;em&gt;não sei... só sei que foi assim&lt;/em&gt;”... hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;Abraços e boa sorte a todos que ainda vão passar pela entrevista ou que já estão no processo federal.&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-116163397969458404?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/116163397969458404/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=116163397969458404&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/116163397969458404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/116163397969458404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2006/10/lentrevue.html' title='L&apos;entrevue'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-116042203554436312</id><published>2006-10-09T16:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T19:03:17.700-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ansiedade em Nível Astronômico!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Bonjour à tous !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;J'éspère que tout va bien chez vous !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;A partir de agora, vou tentar escrever freqüentemente aqui... Acredito que será uma forma de aliviar um pouco a ansiedade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Minha entrevista foi marcada para o dia 20 de outubro. Espero que corra tudo bem. Encarar sozinha esta mudança está sendo um desafio e tanto. Às vezes, sinto um pouco de medo e o coração apertar muito, e olha que ainda estou aqui, no bem bom, pertinho da família, dos amigos, uma vida bem confortável... Tenho plena consciência de que vou passar por muitas dificuldades, de que vou sentir muita falta de tudo o que tenho aqui e de que posso levar anos até me adaptar... Mas ainda assim, a vontade de ir é muito mais forte!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ninguém me compreende. Mas a certeza que carrego comigo me indica que o caminho é este mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Só de pensar na entrevista, me dá um frio na barriga (como se eu tivesse comido um prato de neve! =oP )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Mas vai dar tudo certo. Estou confiante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Contarei em breve tudo nos detalhes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;E postarei em breve algumas fotos da terrinha do gelo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;À bientôt e gros bisou !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-116042203554436312?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/116042203554436312/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=116042203554436312&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/116042203554436312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/116042203554436312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2006/10/ansiedade-em-nvel-astronmico.html' title='Ansiedade em Nível Astronômico!!!'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-112605956943676826</id><published>2005-09-06T23:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T15:56:33.556-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorrir, o melhor remédio!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/DAN_sorriso__linha_torta.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/400/DAN_sorriso__linha_torta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Perfil1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"Nosso corpo é tal qual uma torre fechada onde sonha , em seu bojo, uma alma encarcerada. Mas se o corpo é essa torre em carne e sangue erguida, O olhar é uma janela aberta para a vida, e, na noite de cisma, enevoada e calma, na janela do olhar se debruça nossa alma".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Menotti Del Picchia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Perfil.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-112605956943676826?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/112605956943676826/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=112605956943676826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/112605956943676826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/112605956943676826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2005/09/sorrir-o-melhor-remdio.html' title='Sorrir, o melhor remédio!!!'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-111583476563656738</id><published>2005-05-11T15:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T12:37:21.553-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Espelho, espelho meu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/294/5305/1024/Dan_Richard%20Bach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/294/5305/400/Dan_Richard%20Bach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Foto tirada após o espetáculo Mamma Mia no Royal Alexandra, Toronto, ON&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Para quem estiver por estas bandas, recomendo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-111583476563656738?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/111583476563656738/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=111583476563656738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/111583476563656738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/111583476563656738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2005/05/espelho-espelho-meu.html' title='Espelho, espelho meu...'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539645090727979453</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Fridays.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11833864.post-111402230610302542</id><published>2005-04-20T04:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T22:14:58.669-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Salut à tous! Je me présente...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/1600/Ensaio01.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1074/976/400/Ensaio01.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/294/5305/640/DAN_sorriso__linha_torta.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Meu nome é Danuzia, sou nascida em Anápolis, mas vivo em Brasília desde 1979.&lt;br /&gt;Sou formada em Ciências Contábeis e Administração de Empresas, com especialização em Gestão de Sistemas de Informação.&lt;br /&gt;Gosto de fazer novos amigos, aprender novos idiomas e amo viajar.&lt;br /&gt;Sonho: viver em Québec.&lt;br /&gt;Se temos algo em comum, será um prazer conhecê-lo (a).&lt;br /&gt;Bem-vindos ao Espaço Canadá!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ousar As asas libertar Soltar As rédeas desamarrar Inovar As regras ultrapassar Criar O mundo modelar Pensar Com a divindade se conectar Sonhar Do corpo se distanciar Sentir O fluído vital sorvir Permitir Amar sem mesmo pedir Refletir A imagem de si emergir Fugir Nada da mesmice exigir Sorrir Deixar uma flor na alma se abrir...&lt;br /&gt;Danuzia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11833864-111402230610302542?l=bresilquebec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/feeds/111402230610302542/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11833864&amp;postID=111402230610302542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/111402230610302542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11833864/posts/default/111402230610302542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bresilquebec.blogspot.com/2005/04/salut-tous-je-me-prsente.html' title='Salut à tous! 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