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... so I went to bed.
But before I fell asleep Nati came to bed too, and we ended up talking and laughing until really, really late. She said that her mom thinks that I'm sad, which confuses me a little. Everyone keeps asking me if I'm happy. Or they think I'm sad. Right now, I'm just relaxing. It's exhausting trying to decode everything everyone is saying all the time. I zone out sometimes when I know that conversation isn't that important. But it's all good. I'm ...
Weirdest thing I ate: A larva in the Amazon, easily. Even weirder than eating goat shoulder.
Finally, Lessons Learned from June: (And that’s why you…)
Brazil is going to happen. Try not to get too frustrated. It’ll work out in the end
Getting a ride back to the hotel from a random guy in Manaus instead of taking a taxi is much, much more entertaining
You can’t have ...
... had been heard earlier that day and it was not safe. That bought us back down to earth and reminded us of the need to be vigilant back in Brazil.
After witnessing our first live game, we couldn’t wait to go to the other cities and stadiums and see more games. As we said goodbye to Salvador once again (me feeling quite sad as I had fallen in love with the Bahian city), we continued with our journey, this time to Brasilia.
Anjli & ...
any, why would they be paying him for anything in dollars? This was some
sort of scam, and with any illegitimate back street money changing
operation, it usually ends with the tourist coming up short. I declined
and the guy and his friend just got up and left. The restaurant owner
didn’t seem to put out about it either. I finished my lunch and headed
back to the hostel for a final pack up and one last walk around town.
All in all, ...
... kiwi bird got some strange looks and made us lots of new friends - by now we knew the popular songs so danced along with the locals. After two nights in the streets, I was keen for a different (less exhausting!) experience, others agreed and so Sunday was camarote night. A camarote is a club, which fronts out to the carnival route and is the polar opposite experience to being popcorn! The club plays music in between the blocos and the ticket price is all inclusive of food and booze! ...