Transamerica Prime International Plaza
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- Swimming pool
- Room service
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Fitness/Health center
- Business Services
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... with. Brazil is no different. Even with this game, I would never turn my back on this country. (My mom was already chiding me about writing bad things about Brazil. I don’t think she has much faith in my loyalty). I love this country. It is beautiful. And if anyone insults Brazil or their team for the next couple months, I will probably bite their heads off (read: kick you in the shins. You’ve been warned.) Here’s my final and maybe ...
... Bs) were so pretty, the harbour was beautiful and the restaurants served delicious fish. We dined on the beach most nights with candelights, listening to the waves lapping a few meters away, ah pure heaven! The beauty of the island is that it has lush green forests which start climbing up into the hills 1km inland. Seeing as hiking through these or taking a boat around the island was the only way to explore all the other beaches, we took the first option. We spent ...
... was starting to crave some fish, just for a change. Brazilians are a large meat eating people, and while I love meat, too much of a good thing can become a little overwhelming.
After lunch we headed out of town, and arrived at our next business visit, Natura Cosmetics. Natura has a direct selling business model utilizing door to door sales consultants, and can be compared very closely to Avon or Mary Kay in the USA. We were met by our guide, Henrique, at the ...
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... Liberdade district and had a Japanese buffet lunch, yum. In the afternoon, we wandered down to the Parque do Ibirapuera which has a number of museums including the museum of modern art, which Gemma and I had a mooch around. Unfortuately I was so distracted by the main road we wanted being called 23rd May street (my birthday!) that I didnīt notice we were walking the wrong way down it. Oops. Luckily a nice lady set us straight and ...