Friday I got to experience Brasil’s rain at its best. Feeling the temperature drop an hour or so before the rain came was very surreal. That hour before the rain came was very soothing, the calm before the storm. We were spending the day taking it easy, Fabiano was introducing me to Brasils filme industry and then half way through the movie the rain came. I’ve been through some small showers here but this one was a full fledge down pour. The power soon went out and Fabiano, Fabialo and I were soon running all around Kreatori lighting candles and trying to stop the kitchen from flooding. As obnoxious as it was rushing around the house shouting at each other and scrambling to keep up with mother nature I couldn’t help but laugh at how crazy of a situation it was. The instant panic, the need for light, the confusion, que merde! I went and watched the power of the rain and what do you know, Rua alice (our street) was a raging river. I watched in awe for about twenty minutes and then a guy on a motorcycle pulled up in front of the house and started honking his horn at me. The pizza man! Even in the middle of a crazy down pour our pizza was successfully delivered, that’s true delivery service, no other pizza delivery will top that. Ever.
Saturday I finally experienced Maracana, one of the biggest futbol stadiums in the world. Fabiano’s father and I are futbol buddies, when I’m in Valenca and need sometime to myself I meet up with him and watch futbol on t.v. It’s a great relationship. He was the one who took me to Maracana to watch Flamengo play a match against the Tigres. Brazilian futbol is something to be reckoned with, the pace is completely different then that of English premiere or crummy MSL. The fans were exactly what fans should be, insane and loud! There were drums being pounded the whole match accompanied with cheers and taunting. Flamengo’s fan base is supposedly one of the biggest in the world, their dedication is nothing to be trifled with. A small shower led to one of the biggest rainbows I’ve witnessed, right over the pitch, everyone was taking pictures, except me, I don’t have a compact camera yet, sorry. When you come to Rio, don’t be an idiot, go to Maracana!
That night I met up with a real good buddy of mine and he took me to check out Lapa which is sort of like college park with all the bars and nightlife but there’s also a very historical background as well. We went to a five story party house, three floors of pool table and two floors of live music and dancing. It was a great night. People here dance from the waist down, I like to use my shoulders when I dance, I get confused following the step pattern, so I look super cool on the dance floor. Super gringo. I still can’t get over how many people are in Rio, often it doesn’t feel like a big city but when you go to a futbol stadium or Lapa for the night and you remember just how many people are always ready to have a good time here.
Saturday I finally experienced Maracana, one of the biggest futbol stadiums in the world. Fabiano’s father and I are futbol buddies, when I’m in Valenca and need sometime to myself I meet up with him and watch futbol on t.v. It’s a great relationship. He was the one who took me to Maracana to watch Flamengo play a match against the Tigres. Brazilian futbol is something to be reckoned with, the pace is completely different then that of English premiere or crummy MSL. The fans were exactly what fans should be, insane and loud! There were drums being pounded the whole match accompanied with cheers and taunting. Flamengo’s fan base is supposedly one of the biggest in the world, their dedication is nothing to be trifled with. A small shower led to one of the biggest rainbows I’ve witnessed, right over the pitch, everyone was taking pictures, except me, I don’t have a compact camera yet, sorry. When you come to Rio, don’t be an idiot, go to Maracana!
That night I met up with a real good buddy of mine and he took me to check out Lapa which is sort of like college park with all the bars and nightlife but there’s also a very historical background as well. We went to a five story party house, three floors of pool table and two floors of live music and dancing. It was a great night. People here dance from the waist down, I like to use my shoulders when I dance, I get confused following the step pattern, so I look super cool on the dance floor. Super gringo. I still can’t get over how many people are in Rio, often it doesn’t feel like a big city but when you go to a futbol stadium or Lapa for the night and you remember just how many people are always ready to have a good time here.
devious! beyond devious! killing it softly!
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