Of family parties and drunk Brazilians

The day after I arrived in Brazil happened to be their Father's day , so naturally my host family was having a party that afternoon.I being  still rather forlorn at this point, sat around trying not to think of all the places I'd rather be while attempting to make conversation with various cousins of my host parents.My host family also insisted that I sample feijoada as they have it rarely and only for special occasions such as this.I being game and not wanting to seem rude agreed, albeit reluctantly as all I wanted to touch was vegetables at this point,Feijoada was in my opinion all sorts of awful being composed of black beans,pork ,sausage and an inordinate amount of gristle, I do not plan on sampling more as it remains one of the least appetizing things I've had yet in this country.Later in the afternoon my host brother Igor invited me to come with him to a country music concert in Lins that night, I agreed being at this point quite desperate to find something to distract me.We left for the concert around 11:00 and spent ages standing around in lines just waiting to get in to the stupid thing.The concert then took about another two hours to start but most of the people there didn't seem to mind as they were quite happy milling about drinking,smoking, and talking.This was also my first real exposure to the atrocities of Brazilian taste in clothing and makeup , I was in turn amused and rather aghast at the positive lack of taste displayed, the whole spectacle can probably be summed up in the words tacky, tight ,flashy, and tasteless.Everyone present at that concert seemed completely bent on attempting to get me drink. I refused on the basis of good sense and the fact that they didn't even have anything to decent to drink, only pathetic weak beer and cheap vodka, disgusting stuff.So at last the concert started and the Brazilians started get really rowdy, I had quite enough of the concert by the time I was repeatedly knocked to the ground and into fences by drunks falling on me.It was really quite vile how ten people would share a single cigarette or a drink would get passed around a whole group of people. At about three in the morning Igor and his friends decided to go bungee jumping off a crane that was erected at the concert.Igor very kindly offered to pay for me and as it seemed like the first fun thing yet to happen, I was happy to accept.It was most amusing to see how nervous everyone else was at the prospect of jumping ,as the crane was only about 100-120 feet off the ground.Most of the people would freak out and once they were up on the top they would hesitate for five minutes or more until being pushed off.When it finally came to my turn they sent up a boy ,who spoke english ,in the crane with me to explain things.I had no qualms however about jumping off immediately as I have always had a tendency to jump off things, especially very high objects ^_^.The staff were all very impressed with me for some reason and kept trying to high five me and talk with me when I finally got to the ground.Finally we returned back to my host family's house at 4:30 after catching a ride with some friends, and Igor invited me to go out again for more parties. I very happily declined and crawled into my bed, quite delighted to be away from enebriated people for a bit ^_^.