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Where in the world is CD332?
Feb. 28th, 2004 01:28 pmIt's time to check in on my serendipitious LJ friend ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cd332. It seems he's in Rio de Janeiro for Carneval--and man, do I envy him. Take a look at this set of maps;
In the middle image, you will note the red dotted ling running through the top of Brazil? That's the Equator; Now, follow the east coast (that's on the right of the image, for those who aren't versed in map reading; Don't laugh, I've known people who otherwise were intelligent, educated and articulate who honestly had difficulty placing the points on a compass) out , around and down. You will see Belém, São Luis, Fortaleza, Recife, Salvador, Vitoría, and then finally Rio de Janeiro. Note that Rio de Janeiro is on the same latitude as Paraguay--and that's on the Tropic of Cancer. That means that it's late summer-early autum there. Warm, I assume.
I will admit that I haven't been following his journal as closely as I should. But a review has remedied that, and it seems he's been having quite a good time. Once again, he intersperses humor, satire, wit and true and thoughtful observation to provide us with an account that is worth reading. Here are some highlights. All links will open in a new browser.
He managed to foil pickpockets in a samba street party, marveled at the fact that American Music is being played in a club while the world's biggest samba street party is going on outside, and there are still folks who prefer Oasis over Carnaval.
He introduces us to where the girl from Impanema probably lives. He describes the discovery of the loss of his most important item. He also tries to replace his stolen wristwatch, bemoans the fact that he was not offered a heart, and then shares a rather ironic perspective of the rich and beautiful with us.
He offers another reason to rent a woman for an hour or two.
He takes the wrong bus, and returns kindness for kindness given from the good folks at Jacare.
He demonstrates the proper way of thanking police for assistance.
He learns the lay of the land and finds a good seat for the 4-day long Samba school competition.
He learns that sometimes it's good to ignore the dire warnings of tourist books and go find out why you should "stay away from Praca Maua"
Finally, if NOTHING else, go look at his pictures. They are delightful.
cd332. It seems he's in Rio de Janeiro for Carneval--and man, do I envy him. Take a look at this set of maps; In the middle image, you will note the red dotted ling running through the top of Brazil? That's the Equator; Now, follow the east coast (that's on the right of the image, for those who aren't versed in map reading; Don't laugh, I've known people who otherwise were intelligent, educated and articulate who honestly had difficulty placing the points on a compass) out , around and down. You will see Belém, São Luis, Fortaleza, Recife, Salvador, Vitoría, and then finally Rio de Janeiro. Note that Rio de Janeiro is on the same latitude as Paraguay--and that's on the Tropic of Cancer. That means that it's late summer-early autum there. Warm, I assume.
I will admit that I haven't been following his journal as closely as I should. But a review has remedied that, and it seems he's been having quite a good time. Once again, he intersperses humor, satire, wit and true and thoughtful observation to provide us with an account that is worth reading. Here are some highlights. All links will open in a new browser.
He managed to foil pickpockets in a samba street party, marveled at the fact that American Music is being played in a club while the world's biggest samba street party is going on outside, and there are still folks who prefer Oasis over Carnaval.
He introduces us to where the girl from Impanema probably lives. He describes the discovery of the loss of his most important item. He also tries to replace his stolen wristwatch, bemoans the fact that he was not offered a heart, and then shares a rather ironic perspective of the rich and beautiful with us.
He offers another reason to rent a woman for an hour or two.
He takes the wrong bus, and returns kindness for kindness given from the good folks at Jacare.
He demonstrates the proper way of thanking police for assistance.
He learns the lay of the land and finds a good seat for the 4-day long Samba school competition.
He learns that sometimes it's good to ignore the dire warnings of tourist books and go find out why you should "stay away from Praca Maua"
Finally, if NOTHING else, go look at his pictures. They are delightful.
