Friday, 25 January 2008

From the 60s to Surfing, via the south


Got to Brasilia airport with plenty of time and decided that I was going to buy some flights to spend more time in Rio at the end of my trip. Guy on the desk was very friendly and got a bit too caught in practicing his English.... very slowly...

Without a watch I kept telling him that I had a flight to catch, but after running the length of the airport barefoot I arrived to see my flight... and bag take off for Florianopolis without me.

After a short curse, I traipsed up to the check in desk expecting to fork out for a ticket, but found a fantastic chap, who got one the next flight via Porto Segure in the far south of Brazil.

In the waiting lounge trying in best Portuguese to book a room for the night, a girl tapped me on the shoulder and offered to help. Turns out she was booking a room for a guy from Lithuania, but living in London... and so a posse forms.

We´re all chatting and the flight gets delayed, there´s an electrical storm, and delayed... so when we arrive in Porto Segure we´ve missed our connection. What next, Leydna and Ramone grab their bags and we head to the desk and find out they´ve got us a taxi to a hotel and dinner - superb.

5 am we´re up and by 8 we´re in the surf capital of Brazil batering on the price of a hire car.

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