San Marco Hotel Brasilia

... the next day we opted for the hop-on-hop-off bus tour of the remaining sights of Brasilia that we never got to the day before. It turned out to be a do-not-hop-on-and-do-not-hop-off bus but a whip-around-the-city-in-record-time-and -get-a-blurred-photo-with-the-afro-in front-of-you-in-every-shot bus. Still it was fun! Saw the presidents residence, opera house, museums, congress, pretty much everything! Ended up walking back to them all to go inside and get ...

... it's restaurants. It's reputed to be a foodie heaven with some of Brazil's best restaurants here. We had planned on trying one but after a trip re-evaluation on our expenditure we no longer felt like going out for a pricey night (burning through cash faster than grass in an Aussie bushfire is an apt description for our bank manager). So instead we used the rest of our time to plan Cuba having a low key and cheap night in.

... and starting it a few times that the ignition would fail, leaving us to rely on roll starting it... This was fine on the hardened sand but once in the dunes and on soft sand it would become a nightmare. We decided to take it relatively easy and only drive it fast through the dunes, keeping the revs as high as possible... We did manage to stall it a few times and had to push it to softer areas in order to get any traction. We still ...

... as to how to get to it), sit and observe the culture there, do an informal interview with a local and then find our way back by a certain time. For the record, most of us barely speak Portuguese (myself included), and have only had about three hours in the city thus far. Needless to say, we all had a blast being turned loose in the city that will be our home for the next few months and all made it back safe and sound. My group's ...

... town. The border runs right through the middle of town, people wander back and forth across it, doing their shopping and errands. There are duty-free shops everywhere. I saw the most upscale landowner, wearing gaucho trousers, perfectly pleated in beautiful grey material, tucked into the highest and most elegant tan leather boots, a crisp white shirt with silk scarf tucked in and a beautiful leather jacket and cap. Uruguay is doing well, thank you very much. We ...

... soir, avec nos regards curieux de non-iniciés. Le 'terreiro' s'est rempli en quelques instants d'une assistance joyeuse. Bruyante mais respectueuse. Le silence se fait. Un homme, vêtu de blanc, se positionne au centre de la pièce, proche du cercle peint sur le sol où se trouvent la jarre et les plats de nourriture. Il est vite rejoint par des femmes et un jeune homme. Les musiciens ont pris place devant les tambours. Petite agitation... Le « maître de cér ...

... dans les terres au Brésil (végétation trop importante, tribus dangereuses), et que les portugais fondent donc d'abord les villes sur la côte, à des endroits qui permettent d'accoster facilement et ou il est facile de construire des ports. Mais les côtes ne sont pas toutes « faciles », ce qui donne des villes à moitié plates et à moitié sur collines (Rio, Salvador) qui ressemblent furieusement à Lisbonne ( y compris l'ascenseur qui relie la ville haute à la ...

... lots of ideas. Loads to think about. We´re taking them out to dinner tonight to talk more and share more ideas. They have some funding towards shared projects... Brazil has been great for me. We´re exhausted. Happy, ready to go, but not wanting to go. I´ve had the taster I wanted. I want more....For every ending there´s a beginning eh... What is around the corner, depends on my next step... may it be to ...

... to a party at the lighthouse and decided that 4 o´clock in the morning would be the perfect time to go swimming...The next day we discovered black spots on our feet and apparantly al stepped on sea urchins. The girls in my room nor I could get to get those bloody things out which resulted me going to the hospital for 5 urchin bits to be removed from one foot on the day that I am supposed to walk with Ivete Sangalo (route of 5 hours ...

... num ônibus para me encontrar com o pessoal do CS, às 22 horas mais ou menos, quando um grupo de policiais mandou que o ônibus parasse. Um deles subiu, deu boa noite e anunciou uma 'operação de rotina', pedindo que apenas os homens descessem do ônibus. Fizeram então com que todos se reunissem em volta do ônibus, com as mãos apoiadas nele e revistaram um por um, depois subindo para dar uma olhada rápida no interior do veículo. Pediram desculpas, disseram que entendiam que o ...