After a while, I was
thoroughly exhausted trying to freedive with no fins, no snorkel, no weight belt, so I informed her that I was heading back to the beach for a beer
and when she was done I hoped she'd join us.
(Though, I think maybe my Portoguese was so bad that she thought I asked HER for a beer...
Anyway, she didn't manage to come out of the water with any fish. And in my opinion, she was hunting under terrible conditions. Her mask looked circa 1950 and her fins and snorkel looked like she got them from a tourist shop for a couple of reais apiece. She, too, was not wearing a weightbelt.
The whole experience made me appreciate my life a little bit more. How often those of us living in the States take our abundance for granted...