After Rio, break in Sao Paulo. E 'was for me the worst moment of the trip. We arrived in the middle of the night. Dangerous neighborhood full of homeless people who wandered aimlessly through the sidewalks. I forget my precious part of the favelas in the taxi. In the hotel we were not having booked the room ... and so on until 8 am waiting for you some free room single, for then join the room for four, equipped with sofa, telephone and television.
HATE THE HOTEL.
the evening can not come out: it is too dangerous. The people look at us threateningly, as if we were barrels of gold (and you can not be seen with three Asian in tow!). I can not sleep, and the bus to Sao Paulo we had no time to sleep. They are angry because the man at the reception can not find a solution to his injury, and because it tells us to come out, walk one block, and go see if the other hotel site. But exit equals being robbed or worse! How can you not realize a room?! And why he is not planning to use the phone?! Mah I also pissed with my mates, who are calm and in my opinion too kind to those who are causing problems for his incompetence. At the end give us three single rooms. Two and go to sleep, I awake, help Jason in his absurd claim to dye their hair brown (because then, I never understood!). I never thought it stank so much of the dye lotion! Yuck! The assistance was necessary because the instructions were only in Portuguese and English ...!
HATE THE HOTEL.
the evening can not come out: it is too dangerous. The people look at us threateningly, as if we were barrels of gold (and you can not be seen with three Asian in tow!). I can not sleep, and the bus to Sao Paulo we had no time to sleep. They are angry because the man at the reception can not find a solution to his injury, and because it tells us to come out, walk one block, and go see if the other hotel site. But exit equals being robbed or worse! How can you not realize a room?! And why he is not planning to use the phone?! Mah I also pissed with my mates, who are calm and in my opinion too kind to those who are causing problems for his incompetence. At the end give us three single rooms. Two and go to sleep, I awake, help Jason in his absurd claim to dye their hair brown (because then, I never understood!). I never thought it stank so much of the dye lotion! Yuck! The assistance was necessary because the instructions were only in Portuguese and English ...!
E 'right that those without dye reason to suffer! Why dye, modify, destroy the hair, while those who gave us Mother Nature is certainly the best we could want? Bah, no one is ever happy with what he has! In the case of Jason, maybe a little 'desire to have fun with the funny pushed him to this act insudiciante ... But he had really done? Really?!
After a sleepless night, without my friend Silas time to answer my e-mail to meet in his home town, we decide to make a turn. They are very bad mood, and the center of the city, with its skyscrapers, ugly, dull, I feel even more horrible than probaBBolimente is. Sao Paulo is certainly not a place of tourist attractions, but a place where, preferiBBolimente with a local, you spend on eating out and going out at night ... always taking care of everything. But we had to stay only one day. Then Derek and Yvette would come back to NYC, and me and Jason would have continued its journey to Bogota, cool.
Sao Paulo is known for its Japanese community, the largest outside of Japan. There are in fact in Sao Paulo about 1.5 million Japanese who have colonized an area of \u200b\u200btheir own. Here are Japanese shops (with golden lucky cat and money), bar Japanese Japanese people and especially Japanese restaurants. So, we ended up in what our guide called it the best sushi restaurant in the area. And indeed, although I do not like raw fish, you can not deny.
Luckily the ride did not last long. The Italian part of Sao Paulo is very small and unsatisfactory. Rain prompts us to go back, and I fall asleep until 4 in the morning, when I finally go back to the airport to our destinations. Too bad, Sao Paulo, perhaps you will know better another time!
After a sleepless night, without my friend Silas time to answer my e-mail to meet in his home town, we decide to make a turn. They are very bad mood, and the center of the city, with its skyscrapers, ugly, dull, I feel even more horrible than probaBBolimente is. Sao Paulo is certainly not a place of tourist attractions, but a place where, preferiBBolimente with a local, you spend on eating out and going out at night ... always taking care of everything. But we had to stay only one day. Then Derek and Yvette would come back to NYC, and me and Jason would have continued its journey to Bogota, cool.
Sao Paulo is known for its Japanese community, the largest outside of Japan. There are in fact in Sao Paulo about 1.5 million Japanese who have colonized an area of \u200b\u200btheir own. Here are Japanese shops (with golden lucky cat and money), bar Japanese Japanese people and especially Japanese restaurants. So, we ended up in what our guide called it the best sushi restaurant in the area. And indeed, although I do not like raw fish, you can not deny.
Luckily the ride did not last long. The Italian part of Sao Paulo is very small and unsatisfactory. Rain prompts us to go back, and I fall asleep until 4 in the morning, when I finally go back to the airport to our destinations. Too bad, Sao Paulo, perhaps you will know better another time!
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