Exploring the Lake -June 13, 2007

I know that back at home it is summer and at times when the sun is out all you want to do is go to the beach. Well first understand that summer in California does not mean summer all over the world. Past the equator in Florianopolis it is currently winter which means we will have to deal with winter weather. So far, weather has been moderate without and inch of rain but on Wednesday it was rather windy.
After class we were to meet at the Hotel to go to a lake with the professor. On the ride there my face started feeling HOT and I began to feel sick... This was just the beginning. When we got to the lake everyone was excited to see it and apparently I too was excited as I got out and climbed some rock behind a white guy. Unfortunately, my digital camera wasn't working so I took no pictures, but others did. I walked through the lake a bit and then went to sit on a tire swing all alone in the kids playground, hey I was feeling dizzy. Meanwhile, people took pictures and put their feet in the water, it was a beautiful lake. Afterward we explored the neighboring town entering a church and a gift store in the vicinity. In the gift store there was a guest list that my friend and I signed as we went in. Surely, we were the only two from Long Beach, California, United States.
Later in the night, the professor offered to take us to a well known lagoon on behalf of a student's birthday. There we ate at an Arab restaurant that was owned by an American who had moved to Florianopolis just four years ago. The food was good and of course expensive but the tab was mostly paid by the people who kept ordering alcohol drinks. After the restaurant, most of us stayed to go into a Bar which featured music and dancing. We decided to leave around twelve, which even though it was Wednesday, we later found out was early. As I asked how I could get a cab, I was lost, I couldn't understand them. Finally, from the people I was asking one lady offered to take me where the cabs are at. After we had walked like a block I began questioning how much I should trust this lady. I mean we were walking rather far and the streets were rather empty. Finally, after about three blocks we found the cabs and nothing had happened but a long walk and a strange conversation.
How much could I trust people, I thought. Yea, the lady was pretty but that doesn't mean I should trust her, does it?