We started the morning off with breakfast then on to the bus quickly and went to a canopy walk and zip lining. We first went through a series of horizontal ladders which Paige and I teamed up and zoomed right though it while we did balancing acts and a little ballet on each rope or ladder.
We then went over to the zip line area. The zip line was cool and you could see out into the city. It was an amazing view. After that we went had snacks at the bottom and then went back to the hotel and ran to the beach! Stephanie and my goal is to swim in every body of water that we port at and since we swam in the black river only 400 feet away from where we went piranha fishing I think we are on our way to success. So we made our way to the beach where the sand was hot and the water was perfect.
After that we explored some local markets and stores searching for a few things that we knew we wanted coming back from these countries. We learned that people in Brazil don’t really bargain especially in the tourist district of Rio.
Now being from New Jersey and coming from a large Italian family, tomato sauce is something you learn to crave. On the ship we aren’t served this ever! So while in Rio we needed to get some pizza. So we walked along the strip of restaurants looking for good cheap food. We finally found a place that fit our budget and walked in and ordered a pizza for the 2 of us. Prepared to stuff our faces we anticipate this pizza coming to us. What comes to us but a dominoes sized pizza, but wait where’s the sauce
Me: "uhhhhhhh"
Stephanie: "Where’s the sauce?"
Me: "I feel like I’m eating cheesy bread?"
Stephanie: "I can’t eat this I’m going to be sick like what the heck?"
So the next 15 minutes of our time while our pie crust with cheese is getting cold was devoted to asking a man who speaks nothing but Portuguese to bring us a bowl of tomato sauce. The first time we ask he came back with a basket full of ketchup packets.
Me: "un bowlo? (I said making a hand motion and then pointed to the menu at tomato sauce.)"
He shakes his head ...it’s like a light bulb went off in his head! Ahhh ha! He goes away for a little and comes back with yet a second basket of ketchup packets. Stephanie and I start cracking up! Our waiter, who has been laughing this whole time especially after I cupped my hands and said bowlo hoping it may be the Spanish word for bowl, goes and gets a waitress who can speak some Spanish. We go through the whole process again and she finally understands leaves and comes back with yet a third basket of ketchup. Now Stephanie is getting frustrated and I’m trying to figure out how to explain this we any way after a long time we finally got our red sauce and dunked cheese on what was essentially pie crust into a big bowl of sauce!
Travel tip: don’t think you can get pizza equivalent of jersey pizza in brazil… you can’t! so I suggest not trying!
The plane ride home the next morning was long and exhausting. But we finally made it back and came right back to the boat where we stuffed our faces and said good bye as our boat slowly pulled away.
Coming away from this trip I know a few words in Portuguese
Obregata – thank you
Gi nada – you’re welcome
Conoodoo – straw
Descupa – sorry
Poco - little
And I wish I could remember the other ones I was taught but it’s a lot to take in!
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