Tulip Inn Saint Martin
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- Shuttle bus service
- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
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turns out it was 90 degrees off and out of the door on the concourse – staff didn’t
seem to think that was a problem. Had I known (I should have guessed) how
expensive left luggage would be (£5 for a locker) and the fact there were no
direct buses to the historic centre – all seemed to go via urban terminals ½ east
or west ...
... front to the fish market. Jamily had told us about it as you chose your fish, shrimps in our case, and then go next door to the restaurant and they cook them for you. We did well that night as Helen and I polished off 1kg of shrimp! And it was really cheap - I think the equivalent of £5 for 1kg of freshly caught shrimp, delicious. We also went on a day trip to Cumbuco, a small seaside town about 30km North of Forteleza. It was very ...
New place new friends. Fortaleza was cool because right when I got there we went out. Some Chileans brought a big bottle of pisco and before you know it we all were riding happy on the way to pink elephant. It's a popular expensive night club they have here in Brazil. Anyways the next several days it was pretty much the same. Fortaleza to me seems a little rough and unsafe. I'll admit I had a good time here and my portuguese is getting ...
... to a fresh seafood market tonight for dinner. Heaps of small stalls selling fresh fish, crayfish, oysters, shrimps and more. You buy what you want then take it to another stall where they cook it for you (it is amazing). 28th June Brazil plays chile (huge game) so we went down to the fan zone at lunch time (a few cerveja deep) and watched an amazing match! Came down to penalty shoot outs, ...
... Muller (Gerd) from years ago. Interestingly our old friend Sebastian Pigherder really took a walloping today by a few ugly Americans. I'm so used to him being the protagonist it was a change to see him on the receiving end. Surprisingly it was the pasty faced Michael Bradley taking the chunks out of his German legs. Good bloody job his day job is in far off Toronto well away from the retribution that surely awaits
him should he ever return to ...