Not the best of times

Well I would have to say that my second weekend in Brasil was definitely the worst few days I've spent here, also concidentally the only time I've been reduced to tears since I came to Brasil.I did try to see the humor and absurdity as in all of it as well .Especially at 4:30 in the morning when my host brother's drunk friends barged into my room and dragged me out of my bed while attempting to convince me to go out dancing at clubs with them.My initial reaction was both disgust coupled with incredulity at their boorishness and lack of self control and extreme amusement at the fact that they sincerely believed that I would find the notion of going somewhere with them appealing.And yes while I'm well aware of that the fact that evidently good exchange students are supposed to accept any invitation from people to go places and attend events, I do rather doubt that the people in my district back home would've been terribly keen on the idea of my accepting the invitation ^_^.Saturday was spent at my host family's lake house , mainly in the company of enebriated boys who didn't care a whit whether I existed or not, though thinking back on it I prefer that as opposed to them harrasing me.Evidently my host family does not seem to realize that it is a wee bit awkward to be the only girl on a boat with eight or so drunk and rowdy guys who all speak a different language and know each other very well.I essentially spent the afternoon crouched in the prow, with tears trickling down my cheeks, hating Brasil, rude men who happen to be Brasilian in particular, bad beer,loud music,and the utter dearth of intelligent conversation in portuguese, english or any other language.And wondering why on earth I was wasting my time here when I could have gone to college.Sunday Tania informed me thirty minutes before departure that I was to go with her to Ribeiro Preto in order to help get Iuri settled into college and that we would be spending the night there as it is a three hour drive one way.I was initially slightly annoyed at the short notice and at missing school. But also excited at the prospect of finally getting to go somewhere other than Lins as my host family had not yet and in fact still hasn't really showed me around at all.I still haven't even been shown around Lins except for what I've seen on the way to school etc.There was little need to get excited however as what I saw of Ribeiro Preto consisted of watching Tania fuss over Iuri in his room, dazedly waiting around in the grocery store for two hours while Tania and Iuri dashed about buying things and arguing, and sitting in the hotel room for hours on end while Tania went and signed papers.Then it was straight back to Lins next morning, even though I had not really gotten to see anything at all of the actual city.Something I was most disappointed with, but I've noticed that my host mother has little to no interest in showing me places as any of the few excursions I've taken with her have been completed in the absolute minimum fashion with the single minded purpose of getting the business over with and heading back home.I've resigned myself somewhat to this fact and I simply hope that my next host family might be slightly more interested in showing me some of Brasil.I spent most of the weekend in silence as my portuguese was still terrible at this point and whenever I did try to speak there was very little point as most people did not have the time or patience to try and understand me.