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Arrival in Recife
... they call what sounds like 'pizza' but it reminds me of an empanada. It has a pastry type outside and is filled with some type of ground meat and cheese. Olga got a Panini and fresh squeezed orange juice.
There are signs everywhere touting free internet for passengers. It looks like it would be easy to get on-line and that you should just have to enter your ticket number. When I try, however, it asks me to enter things like my ...
Sailing down to Rio
... tour for the 4 of us, and as
P&O were charging £42pp it sounds like a good deal!
It is only 15/.20 minutes to Olinda which is an old village on a hill and very picturesque. It is about 10 am when we get there and it seems to be just about waking up, market stalls are opening and there are a few people about. We pass on a visit to the monastery and start at
the Cathedral which is very plain but has beautifully decorated altars and ...
Recife também tem capoeira
... allineati tavolini e sedie di plastica ciascuno con birre fresche e facce sorridenti. Dentro scivoli e altalene gremiti di bimbi, banchetti di dolciumi e palloncini, la città sembra tutta qua. E in festa. Il berimbau lo vedi prima di sentirlo, svetta sulle teste. La roda è luogo amico, mi avvicino al suono di canzoni conosciute. Arrivo alla partenza del mio bus x Salvador con ottimi 5 minuti di ...
Karma
... own lyrics. gosh, thats what ill miss about my times with emily.
during the day, olinda streets. at night recife antigua. olinda is a smaller town just outside recife and during the day just streets and streets full of people in costumes, drinking, dancing, bands marching, big puppets on sticks, and a huge chicken.
there my camera was lost to a lucky someone who now has beautiful pictures of emily and i ...
Straatparade, overvalletje en party crashen!
... het feest voorbij is, begeef ik me naar de bushalte. Rechts van mij begint een te lelijke hoer me van alles te vragen, en dan duiken uit het niets twee jochies op met een roestig broodmes. Het stelletje naast mij wordt beroofd van een tas en de jongens nokken hem af...het ging snel. Verrekte rotjong! Ja, dit is ook Brazilie. Ik kijk er eigenlijk nauwelijks meer van op. Ik besluit toch een taxi te nemen, voordat hun vrinden opduiken, hoewel ik nauwelijks iets van waarde ...