Botofoga Beach! Just down the end of our street!
Day 283
Botafogo, Rio
Decided to have a change for dinner last night...had Frango Milenesse instead of Frango asada, which we~ve had, can you believe, for the last THREE nights....haha...and it turned out to be chicken battered!
Aren~t we such devils?
Today we did a really exciting thing..and went SHOPPING!!!!! And this is to get into a place where it is cool as much as anything! The heat here is stifling!
There~s this huge shopping centre near where we~re staying, called Praia Botafogo Shopping, and we went up and up and up..(7 floors) and found a big food market there..so that~s where we~re going tomorrow! Didn~t buy anything (had nothing to buy!) but it was really great just looking at everything..and what they didn~t have wasn~t worth having! (except they didn~t have vegemite, which i~m craving!)
Vicki, from the hostel told me vegetables in Portuguese is legumes and a salad is ensalada...and hot sauce is picante..so now i know what to order!
It~s interesting watching the young people at the hostel...they are so feral!
At breakfast..they touch, sniff, and eat in the weirdest fashion! And eat cereal out of cups instead of the bowls..And they put their feet up on the table! Gosh..was i like that? (no!) Being at hostels, we~ve learnt a lot more about kids when they~re on holiday, living away from home!
They have cocktail nights about every second night..Lorenzo serves them..and these kids know how to party! They dont seem to go out anywhere either..they~re there when we leave, and they~re there when we arrive home..just lounging around the place...i wonder what they~re doing in Rio. Greg says it~s because it~s so hot, they stay in..and at night they go and party!
The lack of our own private bathroom is getting to me...we can~t get to them when we want to..to brush our teeth, to wash our hands, to go to the loo or to shower. Grr..and they leave it such a mess! I won~t tell you what i found hanging in the shower yesterday morning..ew. Gross.
I guess we~re destined to be at the hostels for the rest of our trip tho..it~s either live at the ritz and not do any sightseeing..or see everything and live in dive~s. We~ve chosen the later.
We haven~t seen any aussies here..but a lot of american french and german..all around 25. We have met a couple of oldies like us, so we~re not the only one~s looking on in amazement!
Anyway...it was a relaxing day...we went to our local beach..but the sand was blistering hot...it~s called the botafogo beach. What a name..i just cant get my head around the name of this area!
Read Defoe~s Moll Flanders (from the hostel library) and am now onto the book i bought on the Galapagos (i~m trying to make it last because i want to keep it with me!) called My Father~s Island, by Johanna Angermyer...which is a beautiful book about her fathers time on the Galapagos islands..gosh, Eucuador is still strongly on my mind!!! I loved that place!
Also dreamt of growing daffodils and snap dragons in our garden at home...
It~s good to be having a break in Rio and reflecting, and dreaming as we lay on our single beds in our sparse room, staring up at the huge big fan blasting upon us....it~s still so HOT! And HUMID!
