It's been subdued in Sao Paulo, and probably for the better. I have been working since 7am and am just now finishing up. Normally I would be stir crazy, but I am almost relieved to be busy because a) I rather enjoy the hotel life and b) it's basically the Wild West out there. every once in a while you hear screaming, or a car screeching it's tires then ramming something, and ramming again and again... scary shit, and this is the good part of town!
I ventured out briefly today for a 'hot dog'. I was curious to hit MickeyDs and in my head I was already have a 'LeBigMac v. Royale w/ Cheese moment' when I walked past Black Dog, where the local kids hang out to smoke cigarettes, babble, and look illegally good. After some hand waving I ordered a soy dog, with curry and mayonnaise. Hey, you can't win 'em all!
Speaking of winners check out this guy:
That's right ! A warning label the size of a cigarette pack! Finally! I think the Canadians do this too, but not the whole pack. Maybe 70%. This pack of cigarettes cost $1.50. This guy should be a lot gnarlier if they are planning to deter me at those prices!
Anyway, today I got nostalgic for Germany. You heard me. Walk the streets, throw benches into rivers, laugh it off, eat kabobs, piss on the bar floors for reparations. Good times! Today I got nostalgic for Germany. Sao Paulo -- not so much. Although I have to say, more than one person here has reminded me of Borat. Naaaaaaaaaeeeiiiiiice!