Monday, October 17, 2016

Sausage of the rich people tastes better

Weeks are going fast and the order of doing things is pretty blurred, but lets see! So week two living in Brazil!

Mauri's friend Esmute (or as I call him SMUCHIEE) from Pelotas was visiting his mom here in Floripa, so he spent one day with us. (I'm SO local already calling Florianopolis Floripa, kinda like local Helsinki people call Helsinki Stadi, it's word transformation from en stad which comes from Sweden and means city) so pretty cool that he came to see us. Smuchie invited us barbecue with his family and so we went there.

We took a bus, took another bus from our terminal and another bus from downtown terminal  and last bus from Canasvieras terminal. We left from here around 4pm and we were there around 6pm. Smuchie was waiting for us and took us to the front of the condo where his mom lived.

"Okay, wow" Was my first reaction when the guard opened the gate for us. Even the gate looked fancy. We took an elevator to Smuchies moms place which was obviously rich people apartment.
But the level of fanciness was kinda same as our houses in Finland when you own your apartment and renovated it a little bit. But the balcony. THE BALCONY. I'm pretty sure that the balcony was bigger than our apartment! There was a door to the balcony from each bedroom and also from the living room, there was barbecue area, dining table. Just small for 10 people I think.. Balcony furniture and small garden area. Honestly I'm not exaggerating. On the left you could see a view to the sea and on the right it was mountains. Still not exaggerating.

Even the barbecue meat and chorizo sausages tasted better than normal. There was no salt in the salad (YESS) and mom had made potato salad herself. That's my absolute favorite food. As a drink there was Heineken beer and cola for me. Beer is always beer and it tastes always bad. Ew. Rich people drink imported beer here. It's fancier than drinking local. Which is so not the case in Finland so it's kinda weird :D 

Oh yeah, people don't speak English here. In schools they don't study English much and all you see from television is dubbed so you just don't hear English much. This kinda sucks for example while eating when people speak Portuguese and suddenly everybody starts laughing like crazy except Finnish person who looks grumpy because doesn't understand. But I'm gonna learn. Smuchies mom knew few words and with those she tried to tell me just stuff in general. It was wonderful. I felt like people are interested in me and they want to make me feel comfortable. I loved Smuchies mom and stepdad. So happy and open, funny, smart and nice. They asked me and Mauricio visit them whenever we want, if we just get bored for example.
Gotta love that!


Mauricio, Me, Smuchie, his mom and stepdad.
Smuchie wanted to show us rest of the condo area.

And I mean my first reaction was "WOW" and then it was "what's the point" and then it was "Rich people get rich while poor people get more poor." I'm little bit like this. My inner hippie sometimes jumps up. Kinda like in Greece when we went to say hello to turtles. I felt like starting a war against tourism after that trip.

Okay. On the backyard there was crazyass pools. On the parking lot they had fancy 60's cars (okay I don't really know about the years but retro and expensive looking), from the condo area you could go to the beach. Beach was of course amazing. Gorgeous. Even the beach looked like for no poors. How can sand and water tell me that this beach is not for poor people? Okay you are not recommended to swim on this beach, because it's little polluted, at least on tourist season. Because well.. Brazilian people let shit to their oceans okay.. But it looked very pretty, very pretty.

You can see the balconies from here

Palm trees!

If you happen to own a jetski or a boat you can just drive it out from the condo through this water road they have here.. Not lying.

They also have gym and movie theater here. Think if your condo area would own a movie theater. What. That's what. 

So I was little curious of what Smuchies peeps do for a living and how much do you have to pay from apartment like that and do they rent apartments for tourists or is allll this just for locals (apparently they also had some politics living there and those people are kinda like celebrities over here, people you don't see hanging around with normal people) and do they have rental apartments here or do you just have to buy one. Also is this place sold out. (Because it looked kinda dead there)

He said that mainly people buy these places, they are too expensive for anyone and some people only live in those on season time. That's why it looked so empty.

But the place was super cool that's for sure.

After the condo tour we went to say goodbyes for Smuchie's mom and stepdad and she made us eat some pineapple-coconut cake. It was good minus the coconut (also I think my cakes are better.. just saying..) we said thankyoubyebye kisses and hugs and we GOT A RIDE back to the Canasvieras terminal so one buss less travelling! We were back at home little bit after midnight.
It was a damn good day!

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