Always in the sense of curiosity about the new day and anything can happen unexpected, and although today I do not know what to say ...
We met yesterday evening in a French restaurant in Santa Teresa,
very beautiful, but really!
An old colonial villa amid a tropical garden.
Very good ... Very expensive, but really.
And a little trust in "the very good to very rich people."
Didier is a wise old man who immediately turned it all into a beautiful Eve New Year's Day that had not really occurred in the usual overflow ...
short, today visited Niteroi, a small town across the Rio, home to the museum built by Niemeyer. A marvel
this museum.
Not what's in it.
But truly ... too bad.
Anyway, we were warned ...
Met on the boat for a Brazilian Niteroi very speed and very nice of Sao Paolo.
Took a taxi together to the museum.
To go faster (he said the Brazilian speedou. He was right.)
"Well?" You do not go into the museum? " He added our amigo brasileiro.
No, we felt like we dawdle, take your time.
So we took it. Time.
Upon entering the museum, he departed him, paulisto. After
self-photographed front of the museum and have phoned a friend who gave him the address of supermarkets in Rio carnival costume (we'll go for a raid). Thank
brasileiro! Ciao.
Poof he's gone.
dawdling in Niteroi.
Sunday, stone dead the district.
Picked up the boat.
Directorate kilo restaurant in Copacabana.
Top.
Quiet, friendly, good, cheap. Market
HYPP then.
Market, walked, walked in the rain.
Gilson Martins: bags, wallets, purses of all colors, with the above Pão de Açúcar, the Corcovado, the stopper (wooden tram Carioca)
they'll go crazy.
But not really.
Because prices rose further, mangy dogs. I did not bring back
fifteen this time, for sure.
infelizmente.
Suco de frutas.
Orelhão: pay phone to try to join Sandra, our actress friend with whom we had to eat tonight.
Prout.
Unable to join.
Missed the evening with her.
It's raining. There are plenty
the Pernas (gams Portuguese).
My beer is warm.
Ciao!
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