Buzios Internacional Aparthotels
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Beaching the Days Away
... enjoy the sunshine. And there are a lot of beautiful people but there are also lots who have enjoyed too many large meals but have no qualms about wearing very skimpy bathing suits. Carol and I continue to wear our discrete one-piece suits. We are staying at the Coronado Beach Hotel, only a few steps from Joao Fernandes, one of the most popular beaches on the Buzios peninsula. The beach fills up during the day with people while at the ...
Buzios, Rio de Janeiro, Carnaval
... hotel on top of a hill in Buzios where we could see the entire town below. The hotel was run by a sweet french couple that really tried their best but definitely reiterated my previous notions that the french have no clue how to provide excellent service. Bottom line, I've had enough experience with the french to conclude that they have no idea how to anticipate customer needs, meet or exceed expectations so if anyone would like to revolutionize management among ...
New plans-go to Buzios, Inadvertently buy cocaine
... before I die". Have I mentioned this before, I think so, but doing coke is not much different from doing cigarettes here in Brazil. So, I decide to do a cigarette instead. I have a smoke while I chill outside on the porch as the sun is coming up. I think this is the first smoke I have had here. I eventually pass out in someone´s bed as I can´t stay up as late as the other´s since I´m not hopped up on coke and Patricia has no redbull for me to consume. Fin ...
The Big Event - Samba Parade
... playing instruments. The party started way earlier so people are wasted. One of the worst parts of Carnaval is that there are very few toilets. People are going everywhere, not caring if others are around. After some people watching, I am hungry. Not wanting to eat the street food here, I wander for a restaurant. The entire city is shut down. No restaurants, stores ... are open. I find floats along one of the major avenues, waiting for the first night of the Samba ...
The scariest moment of my life
... right in my face. I sat back down and while he went to hit the other girl that was there, I took the bag I had (which had my resume in it) and hid it. My resume has my address, phone number and stuff on it...I did not want these punks knowing where I lived and coming after me in my own home later. The other girl that was there, after being roughed up as well...relinquished her cell phone and digital camera (which she had in her purse). The stormed ...