Hey gringo meet senhora Augusta!!! (Part 3 of 3: Returning and solving the first challenge)

So short before Christmas after exhausting and turbulent times in São Paulo i had the next challenge. On my way to my Christmas party with Julia on Ilha Grande I was lost in the middle of nowhere. And with my still limited Portuguese. That is quite quest. 

The bus driver misunderstood my target location and after 2 hours of driving he just left me at a restaurant on the highway. Well I got a bit nervous since I was very sure that I had been in the right bus. At the restaurant they could not speak English besides the owner a bit. Finally I could make myself understood and the owner called Julia. There was already a very uncomfortable pattern in the relationship with Julia. It would be the 2nd time that I was saved by her...

Well after 2 buses going on to Angra, one bus driver agreed to take me with him. I arrived too late to catch a boat and so I had to sleep in the harbor. To be honest I was really recovered the next day. 

After that I wished very much to rest and enjoy Christmas and New Years Eve. But what a wish... :)) An unfulfilled wish. I spent a great time with Julia but is was nearly as exhausting as in São Paulo. Since she had to work and experienced difficult costumers she was also pressured. Being in this situation and being together with a woman on a serious base confronted me brutally with my weaknesses and shadows. So you can imagine how challenging the time was. On the one hand I could not do anything for solving my mission - Brazil was on holidays - and on the other hand I had to fight with my bad sides, my ego, my selfishness, my in-consequence. Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiicccccccccccccccceeeeeeee. 

It ended with staying in the hospital because Julia was so affected by this stress that she got sick. Well after another week of taking care about her and recovering a bit I returned to São Paulo. The outlook was perfect! There was the meeting with the decision makers of the national Association of toy producers. The perspective of having a job interview at Lumiar, discussing with Pablo possibilities of solving my www.busuu.com language while addressing a Hub need and talks with Rita and Augusto to apply the www.chllng.me mechanism in their communities made me raise my expectations. 

Well to shorten it up. Of course it came the other way round. Pablo was surprisingly on a training workshop for the whole week, the job interview was delayed and I was so exhausted that I could not get started. Even worse than that: I had troubles with my money because through a miscommunication with my Austrian bank institute my debut card was expired by the end of the year. Sweet!!! So I had some money in cash enough either to get through until flying home or going back to Angra to meet with Julia who got money from my bank. The signs were already there…

The meeting with the association was in order to solve my first big challenge and initiate a social project with street kids. This meeting was the first concrete proof of our hypothesis of the power of the virtual world. Vitor who is a board member of the association introduced me to the president and the managing director of the association. The funny thing was that I met Vitor the first time in the meeting. He just knew my linkedIn account and Daniel who connected the two of us. However I have never met Daniel in person yet since a former school friend linked me via email with him. So the whole process showed what we believed in. How strong the social web can be.

Vitor and his colleagues met me with a great amount of trust and willing to help. I was amazed. The irony of this happening was that Vitor realized in the meeting that my appearing was part of the chllng.me game and I presented myself as a game designer. (Hw would he have reacted if I would have used the term player?)

The meeting went really great. The president was happy and convinced of the Mobile School project (www.mobileschool.org) and agreed on bringing the project to Brazil. 

Yes!!!!! Strike. There we goooooooo. About the learning and more about this project later on. It was strange because despite of enjoying the first success I couldn’t get of my exhausted …

On the next morning I made a terrible discovery in the grocery store. My money was gone. Instead of my money I found a big whole in my shorts. I freaked out. Lost completely my balance. What the fuck. I was there in SP without any money and no cards. I was upset and unsure to ask people I got to know some days ago and who I didn’t know very well. What would they think? Would they trust me? Didn’t I use to much of their support by staying at their place?

Damned I was really shocked. Besides that it was so unlikely that I made such a big hole on the way to the grocery store. When I took of my pants with all the money the day before there was no hole since I got some money out of the pocket and gave the rest back. So being freaked out and aware of the uncertainty of those events I asked my hosts if they could imagine that their maid would be in a difficult situation that she would take advantage of my chaotic and irresponsible style.

Could you imagine my situation having met such great and nice people who fully trust their maid and didn’t know me well. I was upset having raised my question in my frustration. What if this happening would destroy our relationship and we would lose the trust in each other? It really made me nervous.

At lunch I told my story to Karen who I saw just one time at my last visit to SP for a drink. She offered me right away the opportunity to lend the money from her. Without having any security and knowledge of who I was. Really amazing. Thanks Karen for your help and trust.

Well at least having that solved I could not really focus on what my challenges and of course it came worse. Marina from Lumiar needed to cancel our meeting. Oh great the last days seemed to be a complete fail. I was not sure anymore if I should miss my flight in order to have 2 more weeks to accomplish my remaining 2 challenges. Everything seemed to fall apart. My insecurity was laming me. I was so focused on went wrong that I really was close before to blow off everything and fly home as planned before coming to Brazil. I came to Brazil for 2 reasons to prototype a real life game which was more or less successful and to change myself. I was so fed up with knowing what could be possible and what could be done and being able to execute it. I never wanted to grow up accused very often other people of being so engstirning and old fashion. I was very inconsequent and lost so very often my focus (Remark: it was of course an awesome idea of having three major challenges in 6 weeks).

I want to use my talents and get the real value back for my efforts and ideas. Whereas I am still not sure if I need to think ideas to an end or concentrate on my magic of initiating action and projects.

Hey gringo meet senhora Augusta!!! (Part 2 of 3: Collaboration and personal learning)

Stuck in the Brazilian reality it was an interesting time of learning and first reflection.What actions led to which results?

I experienced from the beginning on that we often use to talk much about possibilities and talked a lot about what could be possible and what could be great. Long conversations and many announcements and only a few actions and even less results. Since I left promised support was often missing and agreed actions not taken. Collaboration started to fade away and often personal problems got an excuse for not being reliable.


What does this mean for building up trust in the future? In which situation can we still enjoy a balance and make the best out of missing our own expectations? Where is it better to take over ownership and make the steps by our own.

We are working more and more on a virtual base and collaborate on a global playground on without seeing (knowing?) each other. Of course I have to ask myself this question why I am affected by this way. Sure there was no money involved and I hope to raise some opportunities for my playmates. On the other side I was missing sometimes that people take over ownership and get the chance of creating value together also in financial terms.

This could of course just work if the present situation allows someone to invest time in an external project if the basic needs are covered. But again why not collaborating on raising money for short term projects. Shared efforts with shared networks. If we take care about our friends and their network there will be a huge benefit for each of the involved parties.

My guess is that pride and missing trust in us that we know how to deal with unknown situations prevents better collaboration. Still everybody to tries overcome personal issues by themselves instead of relying on the strengths and support of others. By a playful approach we could overcome those issues and move on in a more productive way.

While preparing the trip I forgot to play. I was too proud of my 'achievements'! Before leaving Sao Paulo I forgot to play another time. I got the result that I asked for...

What is your experience with mobilizing your network for projects?

How to be found on the lost island. Or keep on walking.

After my experience in Rio I had one day of working on my blog, connecting with people who help me to get my challenges done and focused very much on getting things done! The results were very satisfying and since a girl from the hostel explained me that she was going to a beautiful island, called Ilha Grande, I thought about rewarding myself.

Ebony promoted in beautiful words how great it would be to stay on the island and what awesome beaches you can find over there. I was already in and decided to leave next morning, taking the bus for 3 hours, then the ferry for 1 hour and then spending the night on the island. Well that said my alarm went off on the next day at 4. I jumped into the taxi knowing just the name of the bus line and the approximate name of the city where the ferry would leave. To be honest I had no clue where I could end up.

When I came to the bus station I found out that my debut card was not working (as I experienced it now several times) but luckily the machine at the bus counter could read it for no good reason. I was happy and took off to Angra dos Reis. During my bus ride I was caught by the environment and really amazed by the richness of the Brazilian nature. I loved it. At that time I had already been thinking about moving to Rio de Janeiro. That city combines for me nature, a metropolitan and an energetic hub.

Arriving in Angra, I figured out that even though I got stressed to be on time (the boats leave very seldomly to the island) I had 2 hours to change money, get to the harbor, find the right boat and buy the ticket. The taxi driver that took me to the center spoke English amazingly well. I was really astonished after all my experience in Brazil. And even more than that he explained me that he had a girlfriend from Austria. Better said Graz. How funny was that.

I didn't like the city though. Don't know anything was kind of disturbing me. When I tried to exchange money I knew why. There was no bank offering this service and I was forced to exchange it in the only exchange office. I was pissed. This guy ripped me off just because there was no other possibility for exchanging. Was that business 3.0 ala Angra?? Well I really thought long about doing it and in the end I even decided to exchange all of it in order to be safe. (A week later I got the same rate in Sao Paulo - as well taking advantage of not having any alternative.)

Why do I need to be safe? I did not really feel the trust in myself of coming along without having enough money in my pocket. How weird is that? What confidence do I show in order to accomplish my life? No worries. I decided to put more pain on me in order to find a place to stay without paying. Well to be honest I strongly believed in sleeping outside. Even though it was raining the whole time. I would save my money since this I was nervous of making it to the end of the month. How courageous.

On the boat I figured it out that I was in the same situation like coming to Rio. I didn't book any place, did not know where to stay. I even didn't know the name of the village in that we landed. Though I was pretty much ok with that since I had in mind to enjoy a great rainy day on an island. It was not a beach day, so I hiked on a tourist path through the island to a natural pool and further more to a small water fall. It was really amazing and powerful. After those stressful days before my departure and my emotional roller coaster after arriving in Rio I was pleased to experience some peace and a great nature.

I walked around some hours through the woods always on the search for snakes and monkeys but I was not lucky. Resting in the waterfall and watching some other tourists, mainly Brazilians, meant also to forget about time and my return to the the village that name I didn't know. After getting thirstier and recognizing that even on this beautiful island night time meant darkness I decided to walk back in order get close to the village and sleep on the beach. Well that was my plan. I followed the trail and shortly after that I figured out that I did not know where I was or how big the island would be... There we go. After hours of walking in my flip flops and slipping over this moody earth path I was getting frustrated and pissed. 

Still remembering what I asked myself back than: 'Isn't it better sometimes to plan such a trip? Do I always have to prove myself in order to find a flexible solution? Did I prevent myself from miracles if I plan things?' And so on. I was really pissed. Then finally I found a house but since it said in big letters that it was forbidden to enter. I did not even try. Something inside me told me to move on and hike back to see if I maybe went somewhere on a wrong path. And I was right. There was another trail leading to the other side of the island.

I followed that one till I took the wrong direction for another time. At that time I came out of a very impressive beach with inviting houses and nice properties... Asking for the way they understood that I want to rent a taxi boat... Well after feeling that had been ripped off I refused and was getting back angrily to some other way. Which led to an amazing beach. When I came there I was so taken by the garden full of different trees and plants. The very clean beach with white sand and those impressive houses and properties!!! Woooooooooooooooooow. When I entered there I was like being in my dream of running a high end recreational resort for people with burn out and who want to fulfill their dreams.

I even spotted a small roof under which I could spend my night. Smiling and happily I went to a person who was standing in front of the impressive beach house and asked for the way. He could not speak any English so I turned around and was frustrated again. After some steps I heard somebody calling me in English so I turned around and I saw a young girl running after me. My first thought was like: 'What a cute daughter!' :) I really believed that she was the gardeners (in my point of view owner) daughter.

She asked me if she could help and introduced herself as 'Julia'. Can you imagine that? Being lost on a lonely paradise island and meeting a gorgeous girl that speaks perfectly English that is offering you water with a big smile? I shook myself to wake up. Well didn't work out. I was very happy to get some water and talking to her in English after this long trail was a big release.

Julia also showed me around the property which was a 7star resort and included a soccer field, a sauna, a helicopter landing space and so on and so on. It was just amazing. I learned that she was not the daughter but the executive who built up the whole place there. Wooooooooooooow. That was all like a dream. A dream that is still going on and that offered a meeting with the Austrian princess some Brazilian movie stars... Let's see what this will lead to! Stay tuned and share your experience with getting lost and finding something more beautiful!