Melia Jardim Europa
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... feeling very merry I went to bed feeling a very happy girl.
Aside from the trips out it was just nice to be in the comfort of Thais's home and her excellent hospitality. We enjoyed some lovely dinners and breakfasts prepared by Thais, trying lots of local foods, such as fish and Atemoia, a sweet fruit only found in Brazil. We felt rested and recuperated, ready for hopping back on the tourist trail to Rio. Thank you Thais, you were a star and we will miss you ...
... entrepreneurship. Twenty-minutes into our journey, the bus suddenly stopped at some nondescript place and a guy carrying a bag jumped on. This bag in Zimbabwe, it is called the Changani bag (the gist of it all is that is it a proper hold-all). The guy was a “motor-mouth”, he just started handing out some chocolates. It transpired that whilst he was handing out the “free” chocolate, he ...
I came to Sao Paolo mainly because I had two contacts there who offered to put me up. Other travelers warn that it's nothing but a concrete jungle, and it's not worth our time as a traveler. I went anyway, and I'm glad I did. It wasn't gorgeous or amazing, but it was a busy, big city with a lot to offer. I'm sure that staying with locals helped improve my opinion, but I've learned that in some jungles, you just need a local guide. I arrived on overnight bus. It wasn't glamorous ...
... around our hood before the masses awoke and found a church that was as gorgeous as the locals that step inside. We had never seen anything like it – the interior walls were covered in blue and white tiles with Biblical stories, saints and the Virgin Mary painted on them. The bathroom was even decorated and smelled like roses. The Praša Nossa Senhora do Brasil was quite a find to stumble upon.
... 4 or 5 years old. After asking them two or three times to repeat what they had said, the little boy looks up at me and asks with eyes wide, "do you have a mental problem? Is that why you don't understand?" I tried very hard to keep a straight face and respond but couldn't do it, I laughed in his very sincere face. Thankfully my friend, Ester, saved me by explaining that I couldn't understand well because I wasn't from Brasil. Satisfied with ...