Ice Cold Guarana - The Taste of Home
Trip Start Sep 01, 2007
52Trip End Dec 01, 2007
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That first taste of ice cold Guarana Antartica was the sign for both of us that we had finally arrived at our destination - the amazing throbbing country of Brazil.
We had plenty of time so we ate some of the delicious Brazilian food that we had so long awaited. One of the current rages in Brazil is a buffet style restaurant where you paid by the weight (kilos my fellow Americans.) They weigh your plate on a scale and that's it. It doesn't matter if it's all meats, lettuce or deserts, you pay by the kilo. An instant economic incentive to diet. We didn't. Brazilian food is some of the best in the world. They seem to have just the right touch in spices, flavorings and seasonings.
We slowly ate lunch and soaked it all up. Culture shock comes even when you anticipate it. Hearing once again the musical language of Portuguese, watching people and the way they acted: the talking with movements of the hands, the warm shaking of hands and pats on the backs when men met, the kisses on the cheek for women, all the people in uniforms sweeping, cleaning, serving the upper and middle class, the tight, tight pants and high-heeled shoes that every Brazilian woman, no matter what age, seemed to be wearing, we were a little dazed and stunned to be where we were.
But that first sip of ice cold Guarana Antartica told us - we were home.