SP's observations

I really tried to wake up earlier this morning but I couldn't. I got up at noon and did many things in the house. After a 40-minute shower and all the ritual of blow-drying my hair I hit the road towards Praca da Republica. i was kinda apprehensive at first because any city downtown you'll be likely to find all types of people. But I kept on walking. Once there, for my delight, I found the Airport Bus Service! Now everything is settled: I'll get a cab from Fabricio's to Praca da Republica (+- 10 bucks) and after this the bus to Guarulhos (24 bucks). The aftermath: I'll save money!
Anyway, I continued my jorney downtown SP and my next place to be was Shopping Frei Caneca (again!). It was nearly 3 o'clock and I hadn't had lunch yet. I called Icaro for us to meet at the mall and I ate my last two Cheddars within the next year! He got there (it was soooooo good to see him!) and we headed Paulista to get to Franz Cafe on Haddock Lobo.
We drank a coffee and talked for a long time. It was great to know that things are starting to go right with him too. We remembered our conversations at WOW about being stuck in a place, our future plans and after several months without seeing each other there we were, in SP, sitting in a Cafe, wacthing Paulista's traffic and making many more plans!
He had a 7-o'clock class so he went his way and I went mine. I sort of arranged to see him again tomorrow night but it's not certain. I mean, I'm leaving SP on Wednesday and I have to be OK for my (Jesus!) 11-hour flight to Paris.

The down part of this trip to SP is that Fabricio has to work a lot. Poor guy... He worked the whole weekend and yesterday he got home at 11 pm. And it was Sunday! I love talking to Fabricio. He's such a great guy and always transforms a simple conversation into a bunch of laughs for the other people. He always has funny stories to tell and they're so interesting and nonsence... I love him, from the bottom of my heart.

So, after saying good-bye Icaro I went to Sujinho (the place that I passed by yesterday and was crowded. It's actually on the corner of Consolacao and Maceio - but if you're on Paulista, you have to take Bela Cintra and turn left on Matias Aires). When I saw the place, I pictured Adri and Lula and Ronaldo and Matheus there with me. And the bar served 600ml beer! I drank Bohemia (I miss Polar!) and was willing to order a Weiss, but I haven't been totally OK (you know what I mean) so I decided to stick to the regular beer. I've already made friends with the waiters, they were so nice. It's a buteco-like kinda bar, but the people looked nice. Because here in SP, all places that I've seen that served 600ml beer were really, you know, Antonio de Carvalho's alley kinda people (in-joke). At least I wouldn't feel comfortable going by myself.

Most bars here serve chope, and they are small, with a lot of foam and expensive.
You know, being by myself during these days in SP has done the best to me. Because I've always been shy and afraid of everything, I don't know if it's because of the way my mother brought me up, having to be afraid of everyone and everything. I wonder how things would have been if I had gone straight to London. At least here people speak my language but at the same time I'm not in my hometown, my environment, knowing everything around me.
One thing I noticed here is that the homeless don't bother you at the bar table asking for some change. While at the cafe and Sujinho, I saw 4 or 5 ones and they passed by me without bothering my solitude. If it is POA, it happens the other way around: they see you alone, smoking a cigarette, and they immediately ask you for some money or a smoke or both.
Anyway, I just know that Sujinho's atmosphere was sooooo good that I didn't want to leave the place. I wanted to order a longkeck before going home and see if Fabricio wanted to go out for dinner.

It turned out that he did. We (myself, Fabris, Filipinho and the talker) ended up at this French place, reaaaallly expesive food, but it was OK.
After this, Fabricio went home and we went to another bar in Vila Madalena (I really don't remember the name),but it was pretty cool. We talked for hours and drank many more chopes.
They brought me home and I listend to Red Hot + Rio... again...
and that's it for today folks!!!!