Day 6 was my final day of activity in Brazil. I was indoors throughout the morning. I decided that day would be my only opportunity to venture out on my own, and see parts of Rio de Janerio. With Flavia's description, I took the bull by the horns, and stepped out.
I walked to the main road, and took the subway to General Osorio. As I was descending down the subway, two men were walking ahead of me. Immediately they got underground, they quickly kissed each other. They then turned back, and saw me. I didn't know what to think of the whole thing, but it reeked of serious guilt.. It was the first time I had ever seen two men kiss in real life. I was really taken aback.
I bought my ticket, and waited for the train
|Waiting for the train to arrive|
|Train finally gets here|
|The two gay men are somewhere in this picture, on |
the train, but I won't point them out, lol.
So I stood, and saw this very cheerful black guy. He is French Portuguese. He initiated a conversation with me, and was really lively. He even invited me to hang out with his friends, and offered to come and see me later, but I told him I was leaving the next day, lol. There were some very lousy set of teenagers on the train. I don't know if they were drunk. They were shouting and singing, and my friend said they were saying really vulgar stuff. I am glad I couldn't understand their language.
|My fine friend, with a captivating smile|
|Finally at my destination|
|The art works at the subway stations are captivating|
I finally got to the market square. Things in Brazil are expensive sha, kai.
|I bought one maxi dress/catsuit from this place|
|The stall owner asked me to keep |
taking more pics, lol
I saw a stall where everything is made out of Golden Grass. It can be found in some parts of Brazil only, and is harvested only once a year.
|Jewelleries made from golden grass|
|Bought like 6 hats from this stall|
Did I tell you leather is in Brazil? Leather everywhere, left, right, and centre. I bought wallet and leather bracelets for people, and left. I didn't come to Brazil to shop, so I was fine.
Off I went to Ipanema beach, to feed my eyes. The beach is a public one, very clean, accessible to all, and you don't need to pay a dime. In fact, it is just by the road. This is not surprising since Rio de Janerio is actually inside water. Rio de Janerio means January's River.
|Such a beautiful and clean city. |
This picture is raw from my iPad
|Can Nigerian beaches be this clean?|
|These people were dancing and miming, blasting |
|Bathing salt water off|
|I admit. I am not an expert at selfies|
I didn't stay long at the beach at all, maybe 5 minutes, to take picture. I was in a dress, and looked completely out of place. Time was already gone, and the finals of the slam was going to be starting by 7pm, and I still hadn't eaten lunch. I took the train back to the hotel area, and went to the restaurant.
Another crappy food below. Unsalted rice, over-salted fish. I enjoyed the hot dog.
|At least, you can't go wrong with fruits and salad.|
|Marion (a producer), and I|
|Me and my slam master|
|Toni and D'de. Explosive combination|
|See these small guys doing samba with the Manguiera band|
|Just waiting to leave for the Baile Funk|
|Me, a producer, and the slam DJ|
|Me, MG Commik, and D'de the giant, lol|
After all the camaraderie, we finally went for the Baile Funk party. It was at an area called City of God. One thing I can say is there's nothing godly about that city, lol.
|Inside City of God|
At this point, we were all asked not to take pictures. If you see what I saw in the party, you sef go open mouth. The crowd, the alcohol, the dances, the screams, the music, the insanity, it is indescribable, honestly. Thankfully, since we were like the VIPs, and guests of the DJ, we were separate from the crowd. People were so close, and packed up like ants, that I wondered how they could breathe, or what they were enjoying. I was standing on the same stage with loads and loads of giant speakers bundles up, along with all of us from the festival. Immediately I got home two nights later, I went to wash my head in the spirit, it was that bad.
Unfortunately, Baile Funk parties are in Brazil only. If not, I'd have asked you to go and experience it yourself. As for me o, I no fit ever go that kain place again.