Great, now I'm sick, I hate Brazil

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  Buzios, Brazil
Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Dec 4

oh, so here is the deal.  I'm in Argentina right now (real time) and it looks like the computers here automatically #### out cuss words.  I don't know though if it is only me that sees the #### or if you guys see it to.  Someone let me know if they see this word.    fuck.    I see #### from this end.  The word was f!ck, but spelled correctly.  Let me know.  thanks.

I wake up to no stomach pain but I feel like shit.  I have a deep cough and I simply feel like crap.  I tell myself, no liquor, no beer, no anything that is not healthy today or tonight.  I usually listen to myself in these situations.  I go to the beach for awhile which always makes me feel better.  The water and is refreshing and I do feel better and a bit more energized but anyway you slice it I'm flipping sick

Ferradura

.  Later on I find a cell phone store and I get my phone working.  I haven't had a working cell phone this entire trip {not counting my 2 initial days in Rio} and it has cost me dearly.  I have definitely missed out on sh!t by not having a phone.  Plus the stupid phone cards are expensive and a pain in my as$ and nobody can reach me.  I get a buzios phone number and now I have two brazilian phone #'s, one for Buzios and one for Rio, which seems superfluous.  While I'm waiting to get my SIM card and stuff I keep coughing and I think one of the girls working there wants me to leave and she's probably thinking that getting a SIM card should be the last thing I should be doing tody and going to see a doctor would be much more beneficial.  Later on I see a lizard in my apartment, seriously, a lizard.  That would never happen in Chicago.  I would rather have a lizard then one of the those nasty as$ centipede thingys though.  Hempen and I had one of those centipedes in our apartment that was so big we nicknamed him Bruiser.  A lizard is also much better than a rat, of which Hempen and I had one of those also in the same apartment.  Since this entry sucks, I guess I'll tell the rat story.  So I have the day off of work for some reason and as I'm watching TV I hear a noise in the kitchen.  What the faq is that.  I go out to the kitchen and I hear something behind the fridge and I bang on the wall and I am less than thrilled to see a f!ucking rat run from behind the fridge to behind the stove.  Oh sh!t, this f"cker is good size also.  This ain't good dude, rats kind of freak me out.  I hear him again like 20 minutes later and I go to the kitchen to find him behind the fridge again.  Ok, time to be assertive and to perform some counter insurgency on this rodent.  I build a makeshift spear out of a broom handle, some duct tape and a throwing knife (yes, I own throwing knives).  I put on a pair of shorts, a pair of jeans, a pair of workout pants over the jeans which I tuck into the two pairs of socks I have on.  I put on high top sneakers, a t-shirt, a long sleeve t-shirt, a large hooded sweater, a stocking cap, sun glasses, gloves and I pull the hood up over my head.  Ok, I`m ready for battle.  I corner the as$hole behind the fridge but he turns out to be a worthy opponent and I can`t find a good angle in which to stab him.  Btw, I`m also nervous as hell.  I try stabbing him anyway but I can`t really reach him and he keeps like hissing at me which sucks.  I keep hitting the wall or the ground with the spear and after about 5 minutes of battle I give up and declare him the winner.  I call Gina and tell her that I`m spending the night.  No way am I staying here.  I leave a note for Hempen which reads "dude, big rat in the house, went to Gina`s, here`s a spear, Shawn".  Hah, best note ever.  Hempen lays awake all night with the spear at his side. 

Dec 5

Ok, I feel a little better today.  I head to a different beach called Ferradura which is exquisite and like something you would see in a travel magazine.  It is surrounded by hills and cliffs which attempt to come together from both sides but don`t quite make it which allows a small beautiful bay to form. 

Later I have the nicest dinner yet on my trip.  I usually don`t eat at nice restaurants for obvious reasons but I figure it`s time to treat myself and maybe good food will help me feel better.  This one super cool place gives a 30% discount before 9pm, decent.  I have seafood pasta which contained, octopus, fish, shrimp and various other seafoods.  I don`t care much about food for the most part except that I need alot of it, but this meal was excellent.  I also order two caiprinhas which was probably stupid what the hell, I don`t have to work tomorrow.  And why do I rip off pieces of bread and make them into little wafers?  I have never understood this but I do it all the time.  It`s like taking communion in church.  Maybe this is me being pious in my own little messed up way.  Also, do you think the priest or whoever hates it when they have to put the wafer (body of christ, yeah, ok) into the person`s mouth directly, I would be like, hey as$wipe, stick out your hand and take this f"ucking thing so I don`t accidentally touch your nasty as$ tongue with my finger.  The meal actually only cost $42R, which isn`t bad, but definitely the most I have paid in one sitting to eat.  AS I`m sitting there I notice some guys doing construction work (yeah, construciton work at 10pm, seriously).  And the funny thing is they either wear no shoes or if they do they wear sandals.  This amazes me.  These guys are carrying bricks and sh!t around in their bare feet.  Construction workers here must have more broken toes than America has broken homes.  Wednesdays, and from what I can tell weekdays in general are pretty dead in Buzios.  This is more of a place to bring your chick or a place to spend your honeymoon.  The weekends are definitely a different story though.  That`s fine, I still don`t feel all that great, so I wander around a bit and head back to the crib before 12.  When I get back I accidentally knock a glass off the bar and break it.  Sweet, Camilla is so anal I`m sure she will notice this.  I also break the power button on the TV.  For some reason I decided to check out the tube and when I pushed the power button it fell inside the TV.  Awesome, I wonder what this is going to cost me.  I figure I will just tell her it must have been like that when I got here, if she even notices.  Why am I busting up my apartment all of a sudden?  I decide to go to bed so I don`t break anything else.  

sorry these entries blow, but being sick sucks.  I`m really glad though I have my own place and a nice one to boot as opposed to being in a hostel right now. 

Fin

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