Sunday morning, well 11.30ish and it´s time to get up and have a coffee. Stroll up the road for a quick espresso and toast. Once i´m fully relaxed Lu informs me we´re going for a long walk, quickly light another fag to postpone this dire event but finally give in and we set sail.
We head for Ibirapuera park, it´s stunning but chock a block with people, although this has it´s usual compensations. 2 hours into the walk and we hit the Museum of Contemporay Art, loads of rubbish (as you´d expect) but some great stuff - my particular favourite being a sculpture (?) of umbrellas, eight or so towers of them dangling off one another. Reminded me of a painting whose artist i can´t remember (answers on an e-mail please). Half an hour of rest and we´re off again, getting a bit peckish myself . Another hour and we´ve reached our target destination.
Bar do Juarez, it´s packed - always a good sign. It´s famous for this meat thingy. Basically you get a foot of filet thinly cut and cook it yourself on the hot plate provided. Like it. Drinks already to hand i´m on Chopps (glasses of lager) and no sooner had i finished the first than the next one arrived. The waiter then brings over this card and marks 2 x´s on this grid. Clearly he´d missed both times. I was on a roll about 5 x´s into it i realised i was paying for each chopp, rather than the fact he was crap at Battleships. i think if i´d attended this place with certain gentlemen this could have got very dangerous, stealth subs being the only explanation for a grid full of x´s and a serious hangover.
A short walk to a taxi and a night in ensued.
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