DAY ZERO:
Packed til 3am. Got no sleep and went straight to the airport for a 6am flight.
Layover in SF.
Layover in Lima, Peru. Wanted to do something to mark my pseudo-Peru-trip so I ordered this:
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Sopa A La Criolla: milk, beef, egg, noodles.
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Had five meals within a 24 hour span. oh my god? I love airport and airplane food.
DAY ONE:
Marino picked me up from the airport.
Jetlagged, excited, drained, nervous, Disneyland stage.
DAY TWO:
Walked around Avenida Paulista for four hours.
Ended up in Liberdade aka Japantown/Chinatown of Sao Paulo.
Ordered yakisoba and beer at this shady side restaurant. Felt like home. Yakisoba tasted gross, beer tasted great.
Dropped by work, which just so happens to be around the corner from my apartment. Woooohooo, that means I can get up 15 mins before work, look haggard, but still be on time! Best employee of the year right here!
Dinner with new friend, Brito at this fifties diner-themed American restaurant called... The Fifties - Traditional Burger. The milkshake there costs $13...which would make it the same price as my burger... wtf, it better be made out of diamonds and babies.
DAY THREE:
Farmer's market. Spoke Chinese to someone and there's a chance I might teach his kids English. I am a FOB! Day three and I've already found a client.
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Gotta love old ladies flipping you off on a Saturday morning.
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Met my host grandparents and Tiemi. Had my first sip of caipirinha (Brazilian's national cocktail. It's like Budweiser to America. But... it actually tastes good and Brazilians are actually proud of it) and first taste of feijoada, a popular, traditional bean, rice, and meat dish. Let me google the image:
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| Feijoada - traditional bean dish with rice, collard greens, and farofa (some kind yellow cassava flour). I had to google all of this information because I was too busy eating to remember all the details during lunch. |
Later, Tiemi took me to Augusta to visit Lomography. Where there is a Lomography, there are hipsters. And gays. Everything I love.
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| The token flannel, yup, we're in the right area. Yoohoo, honey bunny. |
Passed the fuck out because I'm still kind of jetlagged. That is a lie, it is because we walked all day in the somewhat humid weather and I am lazy.
DAY FOUR:
Went jogging in Ibirapuera Park. I guess the "Central Park" of Sao Paulo. Dude, I am out of shape. It's the instant ramen.
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| Crazy Lake Murray Duck Lady takes over Sao Paulo. |
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| At the Afro-Brazilian museum inside the park. |
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| Counteracting the workout. Marino makes the best food. I think I might be five pounds heavier thanks to him. He is my little Maria. |
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| Italian POTATO PASTA. I know, right?! |
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| My very own first caipirinha! I'm a big girl now! |
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| With Japanese sake and kiwi. |
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| One drink away from the Asian glow at 3pm on a Sunday afternoon. No shame. |
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| Remember how cool these were in middle school? Yeah well, they are so cool to this day in Brazil that they cost US$114. Yeah. |
Went to the Ibirapuera mall to figure out a phone/data plan.
Supermarket. Then another supermarket.
Instant ramen.
Nap.
Instant ramen again.
I'd take more photos, but you know, trying not to get the true, full Brazilian experience of getting mugged & all. One thing I don't need to cross off on my list. But I will do what I can. Except joke would be on him, I'm broke as a joke. Kinda.
Ugh my memory is horrible. I had to do this recap entry based off of an email I sent to my mother a few days ago.
Still haven't prepped for tomorrow's lesson.
Fuck.
