Dorisol Recife Gran Hotel

... o questão de citar (em ordem aleatória): Jerônimo Mello, Esio John Morais, Roberta Veras, Suzaninha Almeida, Ricardão, Marcelo Lessa, Diego John Rojas, Flavio Wagner (Mondronguinho), Gabriel Goga, Navarrão, Andressinha, Bia, Marquinhos de Olinda, Kalina Abrantes (a mulher do verdadeiro John), Débora Pessoa, Pascaretta, Bambam, Dani Castro, Barrote, Cris Ferro, Julinho, Sylvinha, Xambinho, Dani, Dra Bianca Spessirits, Renata Modesto, Lula Boy, Cybelle, Lúcia, Wilma, Luciano ...

... who eats a lot of pitombas - you´d really say it for a vice like drinking too much caxaca ´caxaseira´or too much grog ´bebeira´ so pitombeira was pretty funny actually!) The kid responds ´no! you´re a pitombeira´to which for a full ten minutes the witty banter went back and forward ´no! you´re a pitombeira´which had all of us giggling madly. Somehow, in the moment of play, it ended with me and the kid lying on the floor next to each other and looking at the sky as Loi did ...

... and cuddle and talk about stuff. We decided late afternoon yesterday not to do the dance class together but to wait till he had his regular afternoon lesson. When Tracy decided not to come to the regular lesson, and I found out she (I forget her name) would be there as well, I dropped out. We decided together that me being around and in her face is very stressful for her and neither of us want to cause pain to anyone. She was fine at first with me being around but I think ...

... him it was very expensive. No surprise we were the first to check in to the flight to Recife. After a Subway breakfast, we boarded the plane and were off! An hr and a quarter later we had arrived in Recife and we made our way to the Information Centre at the airport. The very helpful lady gave us excellent directions for how to get to Olinda, a town about an hour away from Recife. We took local buses to get to Olinda and again were faced with the turnstiles ...

... a girl´s bed. That said, the next day sucked. After cancelling the credit card, I basically slept all day nursing my wounds. I tried to meet the girl for dinner, but ****ed the buses up again, which was just as good because I was in no mental shape for pidgin banter or, for that matter, in physical shape for much since my lips and back hurt. I got a steak in gorgonzola sauce instead. And that was that, since I am not carrying a cell ...

... We boarded the plane and sat in the smallest seats I have ever been in and got ready for the next 7 hours of flying. Yes, 7 hours. But not only that but we made many stops along the way. It was much like a bus ride, but just in the air! Our flight itinerary: Santarem to Belem, to Sao Luis to Fortaleza to Recife. I´m not joking either! The first leg was okay. A bit of turbulence but still doable ...

... the energy drink of choice here, and from the odd chicken skewer, and a bit of fruit. Its too hot to eat and there is little time when it cools down as we are out on the streets performing and dancing. Last night I managed to find a place that served a cheese burger and it was like manna from heaven - I savoured every mouthful and probably moaned and dribbled as well. Here, I am walking about 10 kms a day - no joke. 2 - 4 hours per day with each bloco - and I have done a ...

... bad (a somewhat private weeing space perhaps?) but everyone adjusts around one another. The crowd is self organising, self moderating, I´ve seen little trouble and where the mood of the crowd changes usually an older person steps forward and says a few words, and the spirit returns. I´ve seen this twice only the rest of the time people just adjust around one another. If you need to pass someone, you just touch them on the shoulder and they move for you. If it is ...

... for penance...) and was quite impressive with the inside being nade from gold... As we wandered the streets we came across a park where there was a local festival taking place. There was a good buzz about the place but unfortunatly we were treated to brasils version of foster and allen. We high tailed it outta there and came across a band playing in this random ...

... com regras e leis. Mas no meu caso era diferente, claro, sempre eh diferente quando eh o nosso caso. Quando voce lerem o final da historia vao ver que um simples sinal que resolvesse ajudar e abrisse um unico minuto antes teria feito toda a diferenca. No final das contas eu cheguei, segundo a mulher da TAM que me recebeu no checkin, tarde de mais. Perguntei quando fechou, "treze horas, senhor", foi a resposta dela. Isso quer dizer que eu ...