Yesterday, I was going to watch Jornal Nacional as my Brazilian task for the day (yes, I’ve lived here for over a year and a half and no, I haven’t seen it yet). But just before the program began, we lost power and got it back only 12 hours later (this morning), rendering me powerless to not only watch the show, but write my post.
So my Brazilian experience for day 27 was that of Sao Paulo’s antiquated power grid – a blecaute (blackout). Most power outages in Brazil are caused by cars slamming into tower as the result of an accident. But here, the systems are underground. Over the course of yesterday evening, there were five loud explosions. Explosion so loud that one might think the neighborhood had become a war zone. The first caused us to lose power for just a few moments. The second knocked us flat. The next three brought a moment of power back each time, but most likely as the power from the grid rushed to the next available transformer, the archaic system blew up.
Of course, we’ve experienced blackouts before in the U.S. But not with such dramatic sound effects. Explosions seem to happen at a frightening frequency in this neighborhood, at least once a week someone within earshot of our apartment is powerless.