Anyway, as for my trip, of course, there are many things to arrange. You need to invite the person you want to go with, you need to check the travel, you need to check costs, you need to plan your time to make sure you can collect your friend, arrive at the museum and have time to eat lots of steak after with enough time to get your friend back to their bus home..... what else. Nope, that's it all covered. So you're set, you have planned meticulously! NOTHING can go wrong that you could have planned for. So the day goes perfect, you collect your friend, you arrive at the museum on time.... you discover it is shut that day..... DOH! ...... there is always some insignificant detail that you forget. Normally it is to put on clothes or to turn the oven off when you are finished (Yep, I do that too. And?)Actually it was still was an awesome day. Things are what you make of them. Thankfully I wasn't the only one to have made this mistake. Upon exiting the taxi near the museum I was greeted by some of Napoleon's army in full battle costume who invited me to visit some dungeons on Sunday.
Whilst there was no exhibition that day, we were still allowed entrance to the top part of the building (which if it was located in America, would probably be randomly shot at by passers by in the belief grey men were returning to claim the bodies of the Roswell victims!). Upon entering..... and walking around.... it struck me that everyone was lying on the floor starring up at the roof?!?! I was wondering if there was some sort of Carbon Monoxide leak at first. Then I realised it's actually pretty awesome to be in a building surrounded by ocean and able to lie down, relax and just enjoy what is an amazing view!
Thanks to Luciane for this picture :)
The place I now call home!
The Idiots are Winning
I managed to read some shocking stories this week too. My friend Drika pointed out this one too me though which is just...... well..... A woman, and I am using the term loosely here, who gave birth to triplets has been feeding them McDonalds since the age 6 months. When probed about what they eat that is healthy she said:
"They like fish and chips too, but I take the batter off the fish, so I guess that's healthy."
For those living outside the UK, fish and chips is basically potatoes fried in fat. Fish, wrapped in fat (batter) and then also fried in fat. It's about as healthy as being hit by a train.... removing the batter is like putting on a rugby headgear before the train hits you!!!
Of course her weight problem (she weighs more than double what I do now, and was three times my weight when she gave birth, and I'm 1.94m!) is not down to her diet. She has a thyroid problem. So it's just a coincidence then that she has a diet that would make a Texan blush!
I don't usually write things like this but I just think it's one thing to eat like a horse and fuck up your own life..... but you should not be allowed to do it to babies and kids.
Everybody loves that Gringo Flavour!
Well.... at least the mosquitoes do! Although I live in a more urban area outside of Rio, my apartment was built on top of a blasted flat mountain. You walk through a mini forest to enter and there is a huge forest area beside our building. So we get our fair share of insects (Including moths that are bigger than bats..... PLEASE GOD sort that shit out! They are scaring the hell out of me!). My building also has a swimming pool..... which nobody can use as it's overrun with snakes! NICEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!
But that is nothing compared to Marica. This place makes Comber look like Tokyo! (Only joking Currie, you're still living in a crappy village in the arsehole of nowhere! :D ). My girlfriends mother and step-father have a beautiful house there (picture to follow?), in fact they were one of the first to build in that particular part of Marica and you can see for literally miles all around you!
The house is within a couple of minutes walk of a huge lake..... which is a good place to find enormous mosquitoes filled with Dengue and other delicious diseases! Everybody has a swimming pool in their house = more mosquitoes ..... and various fruit trees. Basically, it's a breading ground for everything that wants to bite the shit out me! If it wasn't for the fact I was being eaten alive the second I step off the bus it would be a beautiful, calming place to live.
When he built his house the land was swampland filled with snakes, lizards, hammer frogs, the lot! You still get them there from time to time, although I think none of them are dangerous..... certainly not as dangerous as a 50cm MOTH!! Why? What purpose do they serve anyway?
The last time I went there, over a week ago, I came back with over 70 bites on my legs.... including some on the bottom of my feet. I didn't even know that was possible. I wanted to scratch it with sand paper. MY GOD, you have no idea how a bite on the sole of your foot is until you have one. So I decided the best way to avoid this happening is to visit again, today! Wish me luck! :D
Take care friends / Cuidem-se, amigos
Have a good May day / Tenha um excelente feriado
Stephen / Estivinho
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