Thursday, 19 November 2015

If the English never made it to Newfoundland

We boarded a plane to Sao Paulo. Again, at ass in the morning. Gross.
Don't get me wrong; I can understand why we're on these ass in the morning flights (so we have a whole day at the destination), but there is a difference between understanding and liking.

We're on another damn Airbus. I don't like these planes. These are usually the ones full of assholes who think taking off their shoes and socks in a small, enclosed space with other people is an acceptable behaviour. Yes, it happens on Boeings too, I'm sure, but it seems more prevalent on Airbuses.

For no particular reason at all and without any explanation, our plane is full of steam. There isn't a scent or colour to it and the crew doesn't seem particularly alarmed so I don't worry too much about it.

This persisted until after we took off. 

We arrived without incident in Sao Paulo and got on a coach for the trip to Paraty. 

Paraty is a lovely colonial town.
It's Portuguese architecture is preserved unintentionally; they did not have the money to tear it down and rebuild. The result is really beautiful. The streets are cobblestone, the buildings are white and don't look worn at all.



As can be expected, I went in to one of the three churches here.

Igreja Matriz da Nossa Senhora dos Remédios (First Church of Our Lady of the Remedies)

Brazil is predominantly Roman Catholic, by way of the Jesuits. 
I've never seen a Jesuit church before this and I was fascinated by the simplicity of it.



This church was initially the black church in Paraty. African culture still dominates in Brazil and roughly 50% of the population is black.

The people in Paraty are very nice and kind. At one point, someone told one of the sisters that she should watch her purse because it was open.

Paraty is very walkable and is open almost 24 hours. We came back from dinner around 11 pm and there were still shops open and a large number of people socializing on the street.

 per litre. Divide by 3.5.

Paraty was founded as a port city for gold. Over time, it evolved into a port city for coffee and fish. The history is very similar to Newfoundland (Portuguese came in to hoard resources, steal all the fish and then leave the place). The main difference is that the English came to Newfoundland as well and killed all the natives claimed dominion.





To round off this post, I present this without comment:


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