A relatively quiet week on the Western front, as work and driving lessons continue apace - yesterday I started training an approximation of the 5-minute circuit I'll be doing for the test, which involves parking very slowly between two cones (a valuable life skill, no doubt) and doing lots of hill-starts, which I'm just about getting the hang of.
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| Taken during "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds", when the drugs began to take hold. |
On Saturday we went to the Sambadrome (by way of a baby shower for one of Gaby's mates, to efficiently distribute nappies and good cheer) for a "Carnaval Hangover" show involving Sargento Pimenta, the world's #1 Samba Beatles tribute band (probably), who were ruddy excellent and delved into the back catalogue with stuff like "I Want You (She's So Heavy)" and "I Am The Walrus" among the more well-known hits (a never-ending, multi-section romp through "Yellow Submarine" was a particular highlight). The evening then devolved into irritating EDM, but we made a hasty retreat and gorged on pizza at an all-night padaria, as was the style at the time.
On Sunday we drove to the gridlocked Avenida Paulista en famille for lunch with Ridaut's Etihad pilot chum Jean-Luc, who was in town between flights and allowed me to give my French a much-needed run-out over an all-you-can-eat buffet (and has invited us to his private beach in Abu-Dhabi, which is always nice). Then we met up with the extended family in an amazing new Italian food emporium called "Eataly", which was sadly wasted on me as I was already stuffed to the gills with dressed crab and chocolate mousse, but is definitely worth another visit at some point.
I have also returned to my compilation-making ways (https://play.spotify.com/
Hope all well in Antibes/St-Denis; what say you we speak on Thursday, weather and dust permitting?
Ciao for now!
Fred Rum
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