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I know, I know, I said I was avoiding rio to avoid carnival and recover from BA and spend some me-time on the beach. but silly girl, what do I know. this is brazil.
carnival in brazil actually wants to smack you upside your sequine adorned ass yelling shake it with the rest of this town, all over the city (one stop being nothing more than a speaker on the back of a moped playing brazilian hip-hop crossed with samba attracting anything but blonde girls from colorado. 'cept for me :), until you feel like you could collapse in the street in a haze of dehydration and meat-on-a-stick food coma.
and this is just florianopolis. on the first day (3 more left). I cant imagine whats happening in rio right now.
samba, glitter, sparkles, drums, music, food, dancing, ew costumes, wrecked costumes, discarded costumes, 3 story tall floats, boobs and bums, tight bodies, loose bodies, ocean breezes, moon slivers, dawn.
despite visa hell in buenos aires and getting fingerprinted crossing the border (thats reciprocity for you) and wondering why did I leave a great thing in BA to enter this country of hassels & danger, suddenly (like has happened so many times before), I couldnt be happier to be here.
plus I have another one of those magic hostel connections - a bunch of great peeps coincidentally descending on one location. our crew is made up of all solo travelers plus 2 brazilian girls who cooked a traditional dinner yesterday of beans and sausage and ribs. earlier we rented a 1983 VW bug for $40 R from the hostel (about 28 USD? ...my conversion is still crap) but in the afternoon and it ran out of gas. whoops, guess that gas guage wasnt broken...
so plenty to keep myself busy here and very little of it is tranquil. maybe I should stop looking for this - it seems harder and harder to find.
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