Day 1 in São Paulo actually started when we landed at
10:30pm Brazil time. We were all tired and hungry and lost in a world that none
of us had any idea on where to go or what to do. Luckily, after passing through
customs in Brazil, we meet a man named Eduardo. This man was not only our ride
to the Hotel we are staying at, but it turns out he is our own personal tour
guide. We all ended up staying up late that night because we were all so hungry
we ordered room service because it was the only thing open in our area.
Our next stop of the day would be a trip to a market place
in downtown São Paulo. This market place reminded us of Grand Central Station
if it was filled with different stands selling everything and anything you
could possibly want. We spent some time walking around this market in awe
because it was our first real experience in the life of many São Paulo
citizens. We decided to eat some lunch in a restaurant that overlooked this
market and gave us some extra time to talk with Eduardo. We were able to learn
so much from that man about the daily life of many people there. The poverty
that these people live in is extreme, and scary.
After lunch we were all anxious to shop in the stores
surrounding the market, but we were advised by Eduardo to not go for our safety.
If I said we weren’t upset about this, I would be lying, but we were able to go
to the large mall only two blocks away from our hotel. The mall was massive and
had lots of high end stores that were amazing for some great window shopping. A
few of the girls were able to come away with some hidden treasures still. At
the mall, we were able to get some needed waters and chips for our rooms.
As the day light became darkness, we decided to go to
Outback Steak House located at the mall we went to earlier in the day. Yes, we
went to a chain restaurant abroad, but we had the most amazing time of our
lives. Let me start by saying, we didn’t know how good we had it when Eduardo
was with us. It was not until this point we realized the major language barrier
here. it was interesting trying to get a table but with a little bit of a wait
we got seated. We had not one but two waiters working our table and the manager
working with us too. After the headache of trying to get our orders right, we
had some time to speak with the manager. He told us that we were dinning in the
third most successful Outback Steak House in the WORLD. This was due to the
intense marketing campaign the company does in Brazil. We also asked the man
how frequently they get a group of English speaking people dinning at the restaurant.
this was because it seemed like a big ordeal to cross the language barrier and until
then it was never such a big deal. The manager informed us that they get one
table a week at the most. Surprising, or not, we defied all odds and our orders
made it to the table successfully.
Joseph A.Parziale Jr
The extreme poverty of these people made my heart bleed for them. As we drove around, I couldn’t help but notice all the graffiti, which made me think the community does not appreciate their buildings. Some of the graffiti was beautiful artwork, but the marking ones took away from the potential beauty of the city. The extreme poverty levels continue to show around the city, with ruin down houses and streets. Just how the buildings lay on top of each other, I thought to myself, I cannot imagine living in such circumstances.
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