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As we'd already been in sau paulo we knew the score now. Although we were staying at the same hostel we knew how the underground system worked and found our hostel fine. We'd accidentally booked into a party hostel which wasn't ideal since we were just stopping off in sau paulo literally to get to Bolivia with the mentality that anything we spent in brazil we could get twice as much in Bolivia (bare in mind we were absolutely skint at this point). The hostel owner was pretty safe and told us a few places to go like the cemetery (free culture as he said) and loads of bars which we didn't even go to. The following day we went to the cemetery and there was a funeral taking place. This was uncomfortable to say the least and we didn't stay there very long. As I said we weren't up for doing much so just basically chilled at the hostel catching up on some exercise, watched it's crash out of Europa and waited around for our flight. This was simple too, just a case of grabbing a few undergrounds to the airport. We left for the airport around five... RUSH HOUR. The first two trains were ok but the last one was like Friday rush hour on the London underground, so jammed on it was untrue, especially with all our bags. Once at the airport it was as easy as just showing someone our reservation, checking in our bags and boarding the plane. The flight was fine, I slept most of it, ready to get into Bolivia and smash some rustic travelling.
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