Days 19 - 22: Sao Paulo, Brazil
Trip Start Sep 23, 2013
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Sad to leave such an amazing place but also excited to move on, we bought our bus ticket for Sao Paulo and got on our way. Six hours later and we arrived into the metropolis that is home to a whopping 11 million people. In a city this size if you're not 100% sure of where you're going, you'll get lost. And we did. Very lost. But this highlighted how friendly Brazilians are, we had at least two people approach us asking if we needed help and with it we finally got to our hostel.
We were desperate to put our feet up but didn't have long before we had to meet up with Kelly's Brazilian friend, Marcel who had promised a night of samba! We found him in Santa Cecilia square with his girlfriend Isabel, and it didn't take long before the beer bottles started to fill our outdoor table
Saturday 12th October - Day 20
Its not often Kelly awakes with a hangover and I don't. So when she did today I didn't feel guilty about rubbing it in a bit. Perhaps doing a celebratory dance at the station was little too much. We met up with Marcel and Isabel again and began our tour of Sao Paulo. After a bite to eat my hangover really set in and I began to fall victim to the hot busy city. By the time we got to Mercado Municipal, an enormous indoor market, we were flagging but once inside we couldn't help but forget about our hangovers. Traders thrust chunks of exotic fruit into our hands in a bid to gain our custom, the fishmongers were selling fish you'd expect to see on Robson Green's Extreme Fishing and one stall was even selling Duff beer! Kelly thought she'd make a purchase and went for a strange sweet orange-looking fruit only to find out at the checkout that it cost £10
We had a delicious feijoada for late lunch and dragged our sorry hungover selves back to bed at our hostel. We'd happily have gone to bed at 4pm but decided against it. We must be getting old.
Sunday 13th October - Day 21
I'd love to say we woke up feeling refreshed but unfortunately the 16 stone fella in our dorm put a stop to that with his snoring. Despite this we were eager to make the most of our last day in Sao Paulo so met up with Marcel who showed us around one of Sao Paulo's beautiful parks.
After a very fond farewell to our amazing host, we prepared ourselves for the 15 hour overnight coach ride to Foz do Iguazu. We took comfort in the knowledge that without Snorezilla we'd get a much better night sleep, so you can imagine our shock when we found out he was not only on the same bus as us but in the seat directly behind me. We wondered what we'd done to deserve such bad luck but fortunately the Gods were smiling on us and Snorezilla didn't trouble us that night.