Rancho do Peixe
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- Continental Breakfast
- Airport Transportation
- Free High-Speed Internet
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... has inspired numerous paintings, the main square in Manaus, the floor in the Rio Negro palace and a square in Rio. After the meetings of the waters we sped back and we managed to get back to the hostel in time for the first goal on 51 minutes in the Germany vs Ghana game. What a second half, Ghana really gave it to the Germans and I thought for a while they were going to nick it. Zoe ate a local soup called Tacaca which I have named gloup soup. The ...
... converse. As he was driving, he said (and pantomimed) in Portuguese that they would just take me to the airport. I was so greatful for their generosity that I nearly started crying. It was a 45 minute drive and when we arrived at the airport, Frank went and got me a luggage carrier. We exchanged contact information and I thanked them repeatedly. It was a true testament to the kindness you can run into when travelling, a nice change from all the bad you hear about ...
Met up with the other four boys and went for a mission down to the fan zone in Manaus. Massive amphitheatre set up with a huge screen, can't wait for Brazil to play Tomorrow. It's set up right on the bank of the amazon, still can't believe the size of this river! Had ...
... cool down. After a quick dip we returned to lend a hand for lunch, sort of. Adoggy and I were 100% useless as we just sat there drying off. The boys dug deep into their part caveman part indiana jones characters, and the girls assisted in cutting the vegetables for the salad. After a lunch of rice, beans and salad we requested a much needed siesta after which we ventured out on the lake once more. This venture was rather different however; it helped us understand ...
... but not this time. I
roamed the tiny little airport while I tried to get my brain engaged.
After about an hour I gave up, laid down in a quiet corner and slept for
a couple of hours. The last time I did that, I was awoken by Buenos
Aires Airport police responding to a dead guy behind a pole. This time,
they saw me lay down and let me be. A couple of hours later, I had my
wits back, such as they are. I can’t say that I woke up refreshed, but
it was ...