Thereason I didn't list São Paulo inmylastpost as oneoftheplaceswe'd like to visit is becausewe'vebeenthere a fewtimesnow. ActuallyOttohasbeenMANYtimesnow, as hehas to gofrequently for work.
OnourfirstvisitbackinNovember(!), wevisited Avenida Paulista. Lotsofshopping, theartmuseum (MASP), andthisparkwhichwasourfirst stop afterparkingthecarandgettingourbearings. It is called Parque Trianon, and is oneoftheoldestparksin São Paulo.
WealsofoundthisHUGEbookstoreandprobablyspentanhourinhereperusingandreading. Andy wasparticularlyhappy as therearen't manybooksinEnglishatthestoresherein Santos.
Wethenwalkedover a blockortwoanddownseveral...
and ate lunchat Figueira Rubaiyatwithit's hugetreegrowingfromwithin. Que chique!! Itwasverytasty.
As wewalkedbackup to Avenida Paulista weraninto a rainstormandprobablythemostexcitingpartoftheafternoon. Therainlastedabout 15-20 minutes, butbeforeourveryeyes a white-waterrapidformedinthestreet!
Itwasamazingandthrillingandmind-bogglingallatthesametime. Therestaurantacrossfromwherewetookcoverevenhad a ready-madedock for itspatrons to beable to reachtheircarssans-soggyfeet. Weasked some peopleworkingintheshopbehindus, andapparentlythishappens quite regularly! Oncetherainstopped, thewaterclearedoutandwemadeitbackup to theavenue, wedecided to showtheboyswhat a metro stationlookedlike. Onceweweredowntheretheybeggedandpleaded. PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEcanwe ride onthe metro???!!!! Andwesaid, "It's justlikeanyothersubway, wedon't need to actually RIDE onit." Andtheylooked as uslikewewerecrazyandsaid, "Butwe'veneverBEENon a subwaybefore!!!" AndOttoand I lookedateachotherandsaid, "Really?" Andtheyjustgaveusthislooklike, "You are ourPARENTS - shouldn't youknowthesethings?!" Sowetook a ride onthe metro.
AndwehadtwoVERYexcitedboyswithus.
Weendedupriding to theSão Bento Monastery. Weheardattimesyoucancatchthemonkschanting, butthiswas no suchtime. Soweadmiredthestainedglassandenjoyedthesolitude for a bit, thenheadedout.
And asomewhatfuzzyshotofusat a cafeacrossthestreetfromthemonasterybeforehoppingbackonthe metro to makeourwaybackhome.
Sam had his puzzles out this morning, so we decided to take a photo of all the countries where he has lived.
We were discussing the shape of Brasil (Brazil), and how it's really shaped like a mini South America. It's a little bumpier on top, and not as long, but very similar. Washington State seems to have gone missing. It's around somewhere - the puzzle was complete when we unpacked everything six weeks ago. Oh, Washington, where are you???
There are many places we'd like to visit while we're here. First up will be Argentina during the boys' winter break, and the list is growing daily for places within the borders of Brasil: Floronopolis, Rio, Curitiba, some town in the southern-most state of Rio Grande do Sul. We hear the state of Minas Gerais has the best food (better than here?!), and I haven't even begun to research any place in the Nordeste or near the rainforests in Amazonas. Since we only made it to three provinces (any we barely squeeked in that last one) while we lived in Canada, I'm sure we won't see everything we would like down here, but we'll try!
I'm not sure if I've mentioned it on this blog yet, but one of my favorite things about living in Santos is that I walk almost everywhere in our day-to-day activities. The boys' school is very close, and the grocery store is across the street from the school. Shopping centers are nearby, as are many great restaurants and the beach.
Because we walk so much, we actually do have people that we know in our neighborhood, and it's so nice to say hi to them when we walk by. Because of this, I frequently have this song in my head from Sesame Street. Bob appears to be flirting a bit with the lifeguard in this clip.
There's the man that sells papers at the banca (newsstand), the people that make the pasteis at the corner near our house, the ladies at the Caramba! ice cream stand, and many more that give us a friendly wave and smile with a Tudo Bem? when we walk by. When I had a car and drove everywhere in The US and Canada, there were certainly familiar and friendly faces out and about, but they were never really a part of our neighborhood.
Now I can walk along and sing this and really feel like I'm living one of my favorite childhood songs. But I try not to sing too loudly. ;o)