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hello everyone back in cold cold england!
before i start this blog i would like to apoligise for any spelling or grammer mistakes i make! you have to realise that i unlike max went to lightcliffe primary school and did not learn any basic english skills at all. but consider yourself lucky you are not reading this in hand written form as you may think it is a different language!
anyway! on with the blog! allot has gone on since the first blog. we have been into one of rios 400 favelas called rochina here we where guided round the slums of rio by a tour guide with some other tourists one being a very stereotypical american tourists taking pictures every ten seconds and holding up all the group! at the start of the tour e had to get on the back of a motor bike(not whereing helmets!!) and we here driven to the very top of the favela swerveiong through traffic and nearly being knocked off 100 time in a space of 5 minutes! my driver seemed to forget that i was pretty tall and nearly smashed my head into a wing mirror. if it wasnt for my cat like reactions i would of definatly had a chunk or 2 missing from that head of mine. further into the tour we looked at some of the paintings that all the little favela kids had done and happened to stummble apon a few small stalls selling braclets that happened to be in our path of walking! we also where shown some other kids banging on some buckets, calling it music, then using the same buckets to collect tips at the end! at the end of the tour we walked past a random guy sitting with some ak47s and then 50 yards don the road some police men just catching some rays!
also we have been to several street partys.on the first of these street partys we got in a taxi with an irish couple who seemed at the time to know where they where going. they said that it was on a street ending with toro(which meens bull in portugese) so after telling the taxi driver this one word he said instantly that he knew where he was going. so after 10 minute¡s of being in the taxi the taxi driver stopped and said we had arrived. but there where no people in sight just a random big statue of a bull in the middle of the street! seeing this the irish couple found it halarious to pay the taxi driver get out of the taxi and run over to the bull climbing on it and hugging it! eventually we did get to the street party. where i stubbed my toe and didnt think much of it then after a while i told max i think id stood in something sticky then looked down at my foot which was now coverd in blood! i went white for a short while but after a while i forgot all about it!
we went to the second street party with an ozzy couple which we met called regan and fletch (who later on in the trip would become our temporay mother and father figures). fletch tends to have an drunken alter ego (which we have named frank the tank) this involves him being abit out of control when he is drunk. but on this street party frank the tank hit new levels of out of controlness. which involved him directing traffic threw the town and later on losing every1 else and getting in a car with 3 brazilians and goiing round rio before ending up on the copacobana and setting up soime of the beach chairs. he arrived back to the hostel at 8 in the mornining with a big bunch of bananas for his girlfriend which he had taken from the hostel kitchen only to find himself being chucked out by his (no very cross) girlfriend. he walked out taking his bananas with him back to the beach where he fell asleep and was later found burnt to a pulp on a beach chair.
on the sunday we went to the last game of the season at the maracana(which i have been consistenly calling the macarenna) where we watched our new favorite team flumenise play some other team only to draw 1-1. after the football the whole hostel went to a favela funk party. this was a party in a warehouse in the middle of a favela. here loads of brazilians would go 2 shake there stuff like a true brazillian! at oine point of the night the music stopped and and the dj was getting people up on the stage which me an max thought it was to win some sort of prize so we where trying our best to get selected to go on the stage! but we where unsuccessfull. so we thought we would watch what was going on anyway. on the stage the first man got called forward where he stood in the middle of the dancefloor then the music started and to mine and maxs suprised he ripped his shirt off and started shaking his body like he was having some sort of fit! it turns out the people where on the stage just to dance infront of the crowd so as you can imagine me and max where pretty relieved that we didnt get called up! allthough it would of been good to introduce the "brent" dance to brazil! but proberly not worth the booing that would of followed.
the day after the favela party we dicided a week as about enough in rio and it was time to move on we where recommended to go to iguasu falls by many people in the hostel but in order to get there we had to get a23 hour coach witch in true last minute style we booked at 12 30 and got on the bus at 1 30 with allot of running about inbetween! the bus was okay as we both slept through the majority of it. when we got to iguasi we found the nearest hostel and booked in there for a night. the more time we spent in the hostel the more we realised that there where no girls just allot of weird men. at first we thought e had checked in to some sort of gay hostel! so we went out of the hostel for the day and went to the brasilian side of the iguasio falls (which i have allong with many other names beginning with I been calling impenza! impenza falls/impenza beach!) i think the pictures we upload of iguasi falls will pretty much sum up that.
after spending a very afraid night at the suspect hostel we then escaped to argentina getting more stamps in the old passport! from argentina we plann to do the argentinian side of the igusasi falls and im sure we will tell all in next blog!
thats it for this blog i dont think my fingers can cope with all this typing
hope your all well
love from
max and charles(allthough charles wrote it)
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