Visiting Brazilian cities

This ship has about 75% Brazilian passengers and crew. We english speakers are a minority. Here are some the differences we have noticed so far:

• The beef at dinner is outragously delicious! On our previous discount cruise we went transatlantic from the other direction. The cruise ship loaded up with European food at European prices. The beef, in particular is so amazing in South America, and the ship took advantage of this. Mike has been eating it every night after vegetarian lunches (fruit mostly) and last night I tried the sirloin which was wonderful.
• At every port we are warned about safety in the city. The Brazilians warn us, the crew warns us, etc. This matches our experience of Rio from a few years ago. We can't imagine why the Olympics were granted to Rio (although the Brazilians are so proud and excited) with the dangers lurking in the cities. Many of the passengers (us included) just viewed Rio from the deck of the ship.
• Brazilian people are wonderfully outgoing and friendly. Yesterday we particpated in a wine tasting class led by the ship's sommelier, a jolly, portly Indian named Joseph. There were a dozen participants (we counted multiple times waiting to hit the class minimum size of ten) of which only one other couple were native English speakers (UK accents). As the Indian did not speak the required Portuguese to address the largely Brazilian class, he utilized the services of a wildly enthusiastic Portuguese speaking man who told us all his life story in a mixture of Portuguese and English while he was trasnlating to the single class member who denied having English skills. Occasionally one of the other Brazilian class members who jump in to help him translate, although none of the others spoke English to us. The translater was charming in his enthusiasms, gesturing with hand signals and "okay, okay cool it" to the instructor when he needed the teacher to stop talking so that he could translate. Sometimes his translation would include an English language story not covered by the teacher, but added by the translater about his experience living in the wine country in South Africa, for example. Then he would catch himslef elaborating on the instruction (in English) and remind himself that he was supposed to translate, then switch to Brazilian and speak to the lone man needing translation. In the meantime, he would have been talking so much he would miss the pouring of the next wine and have to call over a waiter for the wine, who in embarrassment for missing him would pour a double dose, making our translater more distracted and talkative. It was worth the $10 admission to the class to watch him.