Sao Paolo is a city of countless buildings where the Brazilians stick together when not in traffic. My first impression of the economic capital of Brazil was the traffic monster that is present in all cities of the planet. I must admit that traffic in Sao Paolo is higher than Mexico City that is not anything as few cities in the world than Mexico in traffic. But beyond the traffic Sao Paolo I liked the atmosphere is vibrant in its streets, but should say in their buildings where the life of its inhabitants. Unlike Rio Sao Paolo favelas not seen so many, I guess that will in large numbers although not as evident. In addition to Sao Paolo automotive experience offers a great dining experience. Mine began with a dinner at Fogo de Chão, a restaurant serving traditional swords which are a kind of wires with different meats. The dinner should start with a capiriña and then the waiters start to walk around the table as a kind of fencing duel, sword in hand competing for serving pieces of meat, only one has just said that he does want back, when another sword was offering some other succulent meat. On the table is a cup of green on one side and red on the other, this is a fundamental component of a traditional Brazilian food and dining that serves as light, if you keep the green waiters will serve no meat but a new and has eaten the equivalent of a cow. It is therefore important to red at the first signs of indigestion and do as I that the use of coasters until I had eaten several kilos of meat. Another dining experience is the municipal market located in the center of the city and it's kind of like the Merced market but with restaurants where you eat delicious traditional Brazilian swords less glamorous but equally rich.
dynamics in bars is similar to that of the swords, waiters circulate with glasses of beer constantly and at the slightest provocation or neglect serve another and another and another. Since Sao Poal is the second city in the world of Japanese restaurants apparently sushi are the best, I say apparently because I fish with a golden rule, you do not eat me I do not like.
Beyond food and beer can not go to Brazil without any contact with his religion. At the temple I went I called Pacaembu stadium and is dedicated to the god ball, his prophet and Pelé angels as Garrincha, Zico, Ronaldo and many others. I'm not very fond of football but the museum and passion that Brazilians put it almost makes me. Although the museum has plenty of substance lacks passion and good taste, one of the rooms that struck me most was the amateur, this is a dark room located in the foundations of Pacaembu stadium where flatly spread devotion to the ball . The other large room of the museum is a dark room that reflects the feelings of the Brazilians in 1950, this is a room dedicated to the World Cup final that year, setting the Maracana, Brazil-Uruguay equipment in the video that projected in black and white you can see the ecstasy of the Brazilians. The game started with a goal from Brazil, the silence began with Uruguay's draw and the disaster with the second goal that gave the Ururguay triumph of the small country, a black page in the religion of Brazil.
Sao Paolo is a city where I would live a while if only to live in their traffic.
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