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City Dwellers | São Paulo, Brazil ~ Day 14

We awoke to the magical sound of screaming children across the road heading to school. What a joyous sound, kind of like the beautiful noise of fingernails scratching across a chalkboard. (Pic from my last post) * Despite the shrill screeching of children this beautiful Sunday morning, it was a joy just waking up in our beautiful temporary home. We put on some jazz, drank some delicious coffee, munched on organic granola and enjoyed the amazing view from the living room; a glass window made up a whole wall, with a windowsill filled with cacti and leafy green plants, and further outdoors were a plethora of tall trees, almost making a little jungle in front and surrounding the apartment block. There was even an avocado tree right in front – I’ve never even seen how they grow!?! To our shock horror, it was actually sunny, I couldn’t believe my eyes; clear skies, no clouds, warm, yet a bit breezy. Thank. God. First on our sightseeing list was Pinacoteca de Estado de São Paulo – or …

SSA > GRU | Salvador – São Paulo, Brazil ~ Day 13

We said farewell to the amazing Salvador by firstly having a quick look and the amazing hidden street art on the exact road we were staying on and the amazing painted dutch tiles on the facades of houses…. Painted tiles. AMAZING STREET ART. After the fastest photo-taking ever (we were totally blocking a one-way road) we took a quick visit to the city’s most famous market, the Mercado Modelo, which is filled souvenirs at amazing prices, food and even capoeira. Right at the bottom of the Elevador Lacerda and near the port, it’s definitely a hotspot for any tourist in need of holiday gifts. We had spent the morning just packing and saying goodbye to our magical Airbnb, so we were starved and grabbed some pastel and juice from a nearby lanchonete. It felt like the Brazilian version of an American diner; dashingly dressed old men drank coffee from plastic cups, freshly made goods were dished up on scratched plastic plates and the swivelling bar-like stools wobbled precariously when sat on. We each had a …

(All I Wanna Say is That) The Weather Don’t Really Care About Us (PART 1)| Salvador, Brazil ~ Day 12

Rain and thunder provided the soundtrack to our morning in our beautiful Airbnb. I walked out onto the drenched terrace barefoot to look at the beautiful pink flowers, which were now flopping sadly from the bush they grew from, and at the horizon, which was engulfed in fog with no sun in sight. I figured, as long as I wasn’t sick then nothing was going to ruin this day, no matter how much rain. We rushed out, needing to cram as much into the day as possible, first heading up the cute road we were staying on to one area with a park in the centre and a large majestic white church to the right – Paróquia de Santo Antônio. Right ahead, behind the park, was Forte de Capoeira, a historic fortress dedicated to the history and practice of Capoeira (an Afro-Brazilian martial art, which is like a fight and a dance at the same time). It seemed completely empty when we arrived, the early morning and rain probably being the main culprit. We walked …