All is better now. Yesterday's too-much-to-do franticness has subsided and my latin-doing partner agreed to postpone our meeting by four hours, enough time to give me a chance to feel more prepared. The air-conditioning has been restored to reasonableness, we have materials to fill in our mosquito-breeding barrel (courtesy of the landlady who left us said device in the first place), we've managed to have an impromptu deck party, and the plane tickets are bought!
The strike hasn't happened yet but looks more and more likely each day. Happily, the garbage people came around extra early today, so if the strike happens later today, we'll have the longest to wait before there's rotting garbage around people can't be bothered bringing to the collection sites. But maybe it won't come to that either.
As C. predicted (against my hopes an underdog would make it through), it's going to be a German-Brazil World Cup final.