Rio de Janeiro - English Summary continued
It was very nice to meet all the Brazilians of Icelandic descent both in Curitiba and Florianapólis. We will be looking for more people here in Rio.
The first two days in Rio we used just to relax. We needed it so badly. Then we´ve just been walking around the Copacabana and we´ve been down town to what they call Saara Bazar, lots of streets filled with people and sales booths with anything between heaven and earth. Rio is an amazing city and Reykjavík feels like a village in comparison.
On Saturday we booked a tour to the Favela, which is basically the scum. They have a Favela in every town and city and in Rio alone the have 811 of them. In the one we visited, Rochina, the population is 300 thousand, the same as in Iceland. Has anyone seen City of God? It´s about one Favela somewhere in Rio I think. We haven´t seen it but we want to when we get back to Iceland. Our guide, Louiza, who lives in the Favela said that the documentary shows the worst sides of the Favela.
Here is Louiza
Words alone can´t describe what it it´s like. We took so many pictures and we´re hoping to post them here very soon. They say more than a 1000 words. It´s very unsafe to go to a Favela by yourself and we were even a little bit scared of doing it with a local. Nobody harrassed us and we were safe the whole time. We went to a school over there were the children are tought to make pretty things out of garbage. It was amazing what they can do and we bought some "souvinirs." Half goes to the school, half to the child.
The smell in the Favela was at times overwhealming (smell of urine and you name it) but then again the same goes for a lot of places in Rio. The electricity is rediculous, we could touch the power lines and the plumming was unique, say no more. The sewage streamed like a river through the Favela and Louisa said that they want to build over it because when it rains a lot it starts floating all over the streats. If she wanted to do something like that she would first need a permission from the gang ADA, or Amigo de Amigo. She said: "I don´t know whose friend they are!" The control everything. They have military police over there but she says they are corrupt. I could say so much about the Favela but you´ll just have to look at the pictures (on the right).
Yesterday we went to a football match (sorry, I hate the word soccer) in the Maracanã, the largest stadium in the whole world (seats about 90 thousand people). Flamengo and Atlético PR played and Flamengo won 2-0 at home. Of course we were on the Flamengo side. This is the third football game I´ve watched in my life. It was amazing and the stadium was almost full.
Afterwards we went to a local bar across the street from our hotel and ate batatas fritas and had some beers. We met a retired Swede who moved here 2 years ago, and some Brasilian friends of his. I was trying to speak Portuguese...maybe it was the beer, but I think I did alright...hehe...
Bom Noite!
The first two days in Rio we used just to relax. We needed it so badly. Then we´ve just been walking around the Copacabana and we´ve been down town to what they call Saara Bazar, lots of streets filled with people and sales booths with anything between heaven and earth. Rio is an amazing city and Reykjavík feels like a village in comparison.
On Saturday we booked a tour to the Favela, which is basically the scum. They have a Favela in every town and city and in Rio alone the have 811 of them. In the one we visited, Rochina, the population is 300 thousand, the same as in Iceland. Has anyone seen City of God? It´s about one Favela somewhere in Rio I think. We haven´t seen it but we want to when we get back to Iceland. Our guide, Louiza, who lives in the Favela said that the documentary shows the worst sides of the Favela.
Here is Louiza
Words alone can´t describe what it it´s like. We took so many pictures and we´re hoping to post them here very soon. They say more than a 1000 words. It´s very unsafe to go to a Favela by yourself and we were even a little bit scared of doing it with a local. Nobody harrassed us and we were safe the whole time. We went to a school over there were the children are tought to make pretty things out of garbage. It was amazing what they can do and we bought some "souvinirs." Half goes to the school, half to the child.
The smell in the Favela was at times overwhealming (smell of urine and you name it) but then again the same goes for a lot of places in Rio. The electricity is rediculous, we could touch the power lines and the plumming was unique, say no more. The sewage streamed like a river through the Favela and Louisa said that they want to build over it because when it rains a lot it starts floating all over the streats. If she wanted to do something like that she would first need a permission from the gang ADA, or Amigo de Amigo. She said: "I don´t know whose friend they are!" The control everything. They have military police over there but she says they are corrupt. I could say so much about the Favela but you´ll just have to look at the pictures (on the right).
Yesterday we went to a football match (sorry, I hate the word soccer) in the Maracanã, the largest stadium in the whole world (seats about 90 thousand people). Flamengo and Atlético PR played and Flamengo won 2-0 at home. Of course we were on the Flamengo side. This is the third football game I´ve watched in my life. It was amazing and the stadium was almost full.
Afterwards we went to a local bar across the street from our hotel and ate batatas fritas and had some beers. We met a retired Swede who moved here 2 years ago, and some Brasilian friends of his. I was trying to speak Portuguese...maybe it was the beer, but I think I did alright...hehe...
Bom Noite!
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