I am a fisherman, an angler, a waterman. How do I say “fisherman” in Portuguese? Well, therein lies the problem. It’s a funny thing when you officially become a fisherman for life. I don’t know when that is but if I had to guess it would be determined by how many minutes you spend online looking at pictures or video of amazing sailfish being fought into fishing boats in South American countries. I myself have taken a dozen trips to both Central and South America to get my fix twice per year. Any more than twice per year and I think my fiancé would string me up, both for the money that I spend but also for the time spent away from work and “responsibility”.
I have fished almost all of the countries in both South and Central America. I’ve officially marked off all of the spots in Central America and most of them in South America. Yes, of course I want to return back down to many of the spots for a second go round of offshore action, but I feel like I have one last country to fish like crazy before I begin making the rounds to favorite spots again. And the one elusive spot is the country of Brazil.
Now mind you my Spanish is not great, it just isn’t but like it or not I am able to get around relatively well in Spanish speaking countries. I can order food like chicken, shrimp, rice, beans, water and most importantly, beer. But as far as my Portuguese goes it is virtually nonexistent. I can’t speak a word of it. So in a nutshell I need to how to speak Portuguese and I need to learn it fast. Just between the weather and the fishing down there I’m sure I’ll figure it out sooner than later. Much sooner.