Brazilians.

In the train station waiting to get the train back from Milwaukee, I saw these 2 Mexican-looking guys with this tiny tiny puppet posing it in the train station and taking photos of it, and even posing it and talking to it and recording in on the Camcorder.

When everyone got into line to file into the train, one was by me, so I asked him what was up with the puppet.

As it turns out, he and his friend are from Brazil, and them and a 3rd friend had taken a month-long vacation to drive Route 66, and they had gotten back 2 days earlier, but their 3rd friend had flown back to Brazil because he had to get back to work.

So, they started calling this small puppet they had gotten on their trip by their friend's name, and started including it in all their pictures and making jokes about it, and putting that stuff up on Facebook etc. for everyone to laugh at.

I talked with them quite a while, and they asked for bar recommendations for the evening, and based on where they were staying what they were looking for etc., I sent them to a tacos place to get some food, then this bar with a great outdoor patio, and then a hipster club and a 5am bar.

As it turns out, one of those places is the haunt of the Catalan, so I described him to them, incidentally telling them along the way about the Britney story.

They said that if they saw him, they would buy him a beer, and ask him to go to the Britney concert with him.