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From Brazil, Rio - The family and bipolar

March 6, 2011

As you know, in Rio de Janeiro the party is now huge carnival. But I did not come for the party. The March 5, 6 and 7 March are special. People all over the world come to Sambodromo of Rio to see the Greatest Show on Earth: the carnival parade in the Sambodromo.




The truth is that seeing is a whole experiencia.Bailamos all night on the steps to the sound of the songs from each school marched and returned on the 4 am. It's amazing the amount of money, time and effort that people can spend a night show, but the result is fantastic.




That night was a great night.
But the next night will never forget the night, a night that would make my life story.

March 7, 2011

What a great idea. As no thought of it before? Why watch the parade if you can dance in?
Talk to a friend of the hostel and decided to return the next day to try to buy a costume at the door literally Sambodromo.
Apparently wanting some one to parade it. No need to know how to dance or practice anything before the big night (at least in some schools) so we decided to try his luck.

After talking to 8 or 9 people in the street without getting anything were pretty desperate. It seemed impossible to buy a costume at the door. We were going to give up just at that moment when we see a family walking with two giant chicken costume. Were headed to the door of Sambodromo. It was our last chance.

- Ma'am! Mind if I bought the costume?
- How do you want?
- How you ask?
- 200 euros
- I give 50
- We left it in 100 - she replied with a strange gleam in his eyes.
- Ok, but it sure can dance to it later tonight?
- If, at 2 o'clock in the morning leaving our school to parade -
- Insurance?
- Yes, just go there at 2 - says the grandmother of the family said Sambodromo door.
- Ok but we are giving all our money and we need $ 5 to go home, you have something loose?
- Yes, here are 5 euros - the father responds
- Ok for
done deal - Thanks, enjoy! - Says the family as they leave with our money.

The best night of our lives.
going to be simply amazing. Participating in the Greatest Show on Earth disguised as a chicken for 100 euros? Would pay again without hesitation.

But big mistake. I was so obsessed with parading that I forget precisely that hesitation.
Fifteen minutes later we discovered that we had sold costumes and had danced, and therefore no longer good for anything.
Now we were two idiots dressed chicken in the middle of Rio de Janeiro penniless.



after I collided at the 5 myself mentally and tell me it was repeatedly idiot decided to try to sell the costume.
The maximum price I got was 3 euros. Trying to find someone to buy it for more lost the chance and in the end sold it.

starts to rain a great time.
Now we were two wet chickens in the middle of Rio Janeiro penniless.

We leave with the defeat in the face of Rio meters and we only spend what we have left on a return ticket home.
went into the wagon with the costumes on hand, we sat one against the other and we sat in silence staring at the floor trying to find an explanation to the family trickster. As a whole family can timarte? As can timarte a grandmother in front of their grandchildren? I've been scammed many people on this trip, but I recognize that the family trickster has been by far, that has brought me more money.


At that time, when things could not get better, come in 2 prostitutes train and feel each one of us.
begin to suffer an attack of split personality because we do not give ball. The difference is that mine was aggressive and I was crazy.

- Hey honey, where are you?
(still in silence staring at the floor)
- That's where you are!! - Angry yells
(silence)
- Haha sorry I did not want to shout
- Spain
- Aaaaaaayyy I love Spain! It's very nice!
(silence)
- I said I love spain !!!!!!
- Hey I just spend all the money I had in a giant chicken costume, the last thing I need is someone yelling the whole way.
- Because I talk about money?? Because I talk about money ???!!!!!!

And then, when things could not get worse ... PLAS!. The prostitute gives me a cake because he was not at the event.
So, without more, free.

So when you think that you have had a bad night, remember me.
parties agree that there I was, on the subway, at 4 in the morning, with a giant chicken costume to my left and my right bipolar prostitute.
When we finally got to meet another backpacker hostel had brought a plague of ticks to the room.

On March 7, 2011 will be a night that will definitely never forget.

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