Stig and the City
Trip Start Jun 07, 2014
42Trip End Nov 23, 2014
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The southern hemisphere's largest city is like London on acid.
Skyscrapers stretch up all around you and the air on the streets is thick.
Swarms of power-dressed people who clearly have somewhere very important to be march on and off the metro with purpose. Nobody even batted an eye lid when I managed to get myself stuck in the train doors - one boob inside the carriage and one outside.
When I eventually managed to get my whole body inside a carriage, my Hawaiian travel buddy and I played a bit of metro roulette - paying 3 Brazilian Reals (about 75p) to make a journey and picking at random where we got off.
The streets around it are filled with open-fronted shops and market stalls selling everything you can think of. A stall selling only toilet seats? Yep. And another dedicated to clothes hangers? Absolutely. What about a hat stand shop? São Paulo has it covered.
If I'm honest, it was all a bit much for me. The streets were absolutely packed, the air was hot and sticky and the street sellers, clad in their yellow Brazil football shirts, were all trying to outdo their rivals by making the most noise with the horns and trumpets they had for sale.
If it weren't for the Portuguese signage and chatter, I feel I could have been in any other major city in the world. Many of the buildings look like huge, grey slabs of concrete and it doesn't have the same charm and character that I found in Rio.
Time to move on and find some fresh air. You can take the girl out of the Isle of Man...