Travel Blogs from Fortaleza
... with a table of a dozen Argentinians and a table next to them of Brazilians with the locals supporting holland and Costa Rica being supported by the argies it made for lively but well natured debate as the beers were flowing throughout the game. We are about to watch the Grand Prix before a day sun bating on what is our last full day in Brazil. We look forward to seeing you all from Wednesday when we are back in work. Regards Simon and ...
My bags are packed, I'm ready to go and I'm sitting
here........reflecting on the Brazilian, experience that is, as I await the
start of the penultimate Round of 16 game pitting Argentina with the almost
sainted Messi(ah) and the guys charged with protecting the Pope dressed in what
looks like a Ghana uniforms. Once again as sphincters tighten, the games also
take on a creative and enterprise stifling nervousness. This one started
slowly, was slow in ...
Travelled to Fortaleza today, has been a rough day.. Our flight from Manaus to Forteza had one stop over in Belen however we didn't have to leave the plane which was so mint. We also bumped into Simon Harrison, a dude that went to Uni in Wellington. He was travelling with his family and was randomly on the same airport leaving at the same time and on the same plane as ...
... I heaved
him out of the way and flung him a couple of expletives which 10 minutes later
he took exception to. Now here’s the thing about football hooligans; if you’re
going to be the recipient of a “smack in the gob” it will occur in the heat of
the moment not generally after 10 minutes of thought. Courage tends to
dissipate with time. Normal service was resumed on the packed, hot and “fragrant”
bus. In other action on the
... we had hoped after a stroll to our ice cream place we were met with a massive crush to get in, people were pushing relentlessly to get through the gates in time for kick off and with seconds remaining it was looking unlikely that we would make it ourselves. I was wary of my phone and wallet in my pockets so gave up and watched the first few minutes on a screen just outside whilst the others waded through the sweaty, pick-pocketing crowd a few Reals down.