Carnival! YEEEEW!

Trip Start Feb 03, 2013
Trip End Ongoing

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Arpartment overlooking beach and Carnival

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Friday, February 8, 2013

Leaving Rio / Bus to Salvador

Peg, having not slept yet, took it upon himself to act as the drunken alarm clock for Matty and his lady friend. Wayde also arrived around the same time as had been pre-planned the day before.

Short of time, they quickly got their shit together and after giving his lady friend taxi money (that came from Peg once again on his birthday as Matty's card wouldn’t work) Matty and the guys piled into a cab and raced to the bus terminal for their ’22 hour’ bus ride to Salvador for Carnivale.

Intermittent sleeping, movie-watching and stopping for food ensued for the next 22 hours and believing they would arrive at any moment, they watched eagerly out their windows looking for signs of the Salvador party. Eight or nine hours later they arrive in Salvador, learning that the trip was well over thirty hours and that they had been lied to by everyone!

Carnival: Note: Some of the details herein may be a little sketchy or completely left out due to amnesic events.

Carnival in general:
Loudest most heart thumping speakers I've ever felt strapped to a semi trailer loaded up with 2 levels including a stage piled up with beaming strobes and disco lights, bongos, drums, bass and guitar, dj's singers, dancers and a famous singer or rapper, all followed by hundreds of people dancing their tits off in roped off sections called bloccos....
These setups come through about every 20 mins from about 8pm til bout 5am
If you don't wanna dance on the street you can go in a camarote which watches the whole thing go past while providing all you can drink, food as well as their own night club, salon and photo booth… pretty sick.

Arriving off their supposed 22 hour bus ride (really 30 odd) meant instead of a leisurely walk to meet the owner of the apartment as planned, their cabbie abandoned them in the middle of carnival at about 1030PM. Upon finding the address provided they were met with a note from the landlord "gave up on you guys. The place is the 3rd apartment complex along the road. Turn right. Here's the keys. Ill come tomorrow morning "
That Street happened to be the beach front where the actual floats and bloccos along with the thousands of people who wish to watch them, squish in and dance they're arses off in the "number one city to get robbed in South America".
After perhaps seeming a little out of place each holding a suitcase and a back pack and not speaking a word of Portuguese a nice old Gay fella helped translate and the boys were able to get their bags into the apartment. Already disappointed by the minute size of the apartment and the junkie style mattress for a 3rd bed, their disappointment grew into anger as they realised there was no bathroom/toilet in the apartment. After a short manic search for the shared bathroom Wayde (in a state of toiletry emergency) asked the concierge (using hand gestures due to the language barrier) who, looking a little confused followed Wayde upstairs. Here he walked into the bedroom and opened a 'cupboard door’ to reveal a full bathroom, toilet inclusive.

Relieved, however, not aware toilet paper isn’t meant to be disposed of down the toilet, Wayde took care of business and wandered out to say that the toilet was blocked, full to the brim. Nice job Wayde, that didn’t take long!

Safe and exhausted, and with the bathroom door firmly shut, the guys decided to brave it on the streets just long enough to sink a few well deserved beers within the safety of their apartment.
Twenty minutes later they were holding a burger in one hand and a beer in the other. They were all stoked to realise that the beers cost 1 real (that’s about 45 cents AUD!) Coincidentally they stayed on the streets another 4 or 5 hours and ended up wandering home as the sun was coming up, chowing down on some sloppy street hot-dogs, no doubt riddled with microorganisms, thinking they were the best thing ever.

Salvador Night 2

They were awoken around 11AM by Daniel, the Irish landlord. Still a bit drunk, they got the money for the apartment together and mentioned that the toilet seemed to be broken. Starving and needing a freshen up in their bathroom (preferably without turds), the guys were made to wait for a few hours for the owner and her handyman to come and unblock the toilet. Eventually they arrived with coke bottle plunger and rubber washing up gloves in hand. After a job well done, the guys grabbed a feed and headed down for night 2 of Carnivale!

Night 2 was another fun,drunken night dancing on the streets. Peg rejected a smoking hottie then crapped on about his woman all night. The smoking hottie's fat friend asked Matty for a kiss but Matt nicely said no and ran to the toilet to get away. Wayde remained stuck on zero as he wasn't willing to get off the mark with the fat friend either. A few more beers in, Matty grabbed a kiss from some girl but nothing more came of it, then the guys ended up meeting some dickhead Aussies and hung out with them for a while. Growing a headache, Peg left for home (his sickness from Australia starting to get the better of him). Matty and Wayde quickly grew tired of the dickhead Aussies and headed home themselves, only to find Peg had only gotten home minutes before due to a rendezvous with a Portuguese couple wishing his presence back at their place while he was looking for a burger in the backstreets. He was home safe but still hungry.

Salvador Night 3 - Magic Mike!

Wayde wakes up hours before Peg and Matty and goes wandering the streets for food and supplies. Upon his return Wayde asks the boys to wait for him while he goes and picks something up.  Dying of starvation but unable to leave as Wayde would be locked out, the door finally swings open about lunch time and Wayde walks in quite chipper and keen for a chat even if it is mainly a one way street! He had made a new bestie called Mike who he had beers with and bought supplies off. Turns out mikes got his finger in every pie known to man including owning a pizza place and apartment's the world over but still happy to sell beers from a box on the street. The boys had some pizza with him and went to look at his apartment, Mike haggling along the way not willing to pay more than 10 Real for someone to move all his beers for him. When it came time to help Mike move his beers to a better location the boys decided it was time to leave Magic Mike and his sketchy ways and enjoy the festivities. They stayed pretty close to their apartment that night but again didn't find bed till well after daybreak!

Girl wise:

Peg gets married - Finds people don’t understand the word "girlfriend" and “carnival” when put in the same sentence so buys a ring thinking “married” may be easier.

Matty kissed a bloke - Peg and Wayde convinced Matty the girl he kissed was a dude until he saw the pic the next morning, Matty stating “shes no oil painting but DEFINATELY a chick”

Wayde – Still batting zero.

Night 6 - Salvador

Woke up late ready for a feed and more sleep. After a massive failure ordering one pizza instead of two and ordering peas on one half, corn on the other, the guys didn’t do much at all apart from staying up later than wanted, trying to figure out where to stay and how to get to Morro De Sao Paulo on a broken net connection.
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