Trying to keep up
Trip Start
May 25, 2005
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Trip End
Jun 16, 2005
to make a very very long story short..i will continue from the last post..
basically...i randomly meet a brazillian girl in hotel lobby, and i discover that her father does camping trips into the pantanal, which is where i am trying to get to...she asks me if i want to come over to her house, and i figure, why the hell not.
i go over to her house, which also serves as a very very informal hotel, i come to find..its beautiful..this open air home, no ceilings, flowers everywhere...the only parts that have a roof is the library and the bedrooms..i fall in love with it and ask if i can stay..she agrees.
going back to the hotel to get my things, the person at the front desk throws a fit and claims that i still need to pay. i say no..he says yes. he takes my bag hostage.
picture: a big, angry, sweaty brazillian man holding my backpack up in the air and yelling at me with words i do not understand.
i stand my ground..the brazillian girl is trying to help me..he mentioned the word policia many times, and i begin to get nervous..eventually he accepts my ŽofferŽ(read bribe) of half of the amount and gives me my things..
went over to brazillian girls house...my nerves were shot.
basically...i randomly meet a brazillian girl in hotel lobby, and i discover that her father does camping trips into the pantanal, which is where i am trying to get to...she asks me if i want to come over to her house, and i figure, why the hell not.
i go over to her house, which also serves as a very very informal hotel, i come to find..its beautiful..this open air home, no ceilings, flowers everywhere...the only parts that have a roof is the library and the bedrooms..i fall in love with it and ask if i can stay..she agrees.
going back to the hotel to get my things, the person at the front desk throws a fit and claims that i still need to pay. i say no..he says yes. he takes my bag hostage.
picture: a big, angry, sweaty brazillian man holding my backpack up in the air and yelling at me with words i do not understand.
i stand my ground..the brazillian girl is trying to help me..he mentioned the word policia many times, and i begin to get nervous..eventually he accepts my ŽofferŽ(read bribe) of half of the amount and gives me my things..
went over to brazillian girls house...my nerves were shot.
