Got up around 1 my flight was at night. Damn Delta so I had some time to be depressed and chill. Went to the internet café and saw the girl I took home from Help last week. She was pissed. I’m thinken WTF? You’re a hooker. But, this goes to show you how they look at there work, so much passion about their money. J wanted one last one before he leaves and he asked her to come but, she said, “no because I have respect for your son.” Then she asks me, “you have my number right” I replied yes, she goes, “delete it.” Alrighty then. Only in Brasil. Only in Brasil. I arranged the driver to pick me up that took me to Cristo on Sunday. Take me to the airport for R$40. Good deal, what was interesting during our ride he hands me his phone and who was on it??? The quatro girl. WTF??? She wanted to make sure I was leaving and that I was going to write her when I get in the states. Man this is weird. Got to the airport, got on the plane and left, very sad and depressing day.