They ran the gamut from the decidedly run-down mall in Guarulhos, where Gaby got funny looks for wearing proper shoes, to the outrageously posh Cidade Jardim - a sort of open-air Hanging Gardens of Babylon/Starship Titanic behemoth by the Ary Torres bridge, where in the space of a few hours Gaby witnessed several clients wandering in and buying new iPhone 7's, in cash, on the flimsiest of pretexts (strangely there was also a dirt-cheap sale of English-language books going on next door, which I took full advantage of). We ended up napping in the JK Iguatemi car park on Friday night to avoid rush hour traffic, before heading to a colleague of Ridaut's for pizza.
At the weekend we got back to our roots with a trip to the Pacaembu market for a pastel or five, followed by a now regular trip to the Horto Florestal on Sunday morning for a brisk stroll (was glad to note that the capybaras are back from their hiatus and munching away on water lilies). In other news we grow ever closer to ditching Dogtown, SP for quieter quarters, hopefully some time this week; and Carnaval is in full swing but neither of us are that bothered - I fully expect to have to work through it, and Gaby is focussed on picking the right shade of wallpaper (not to mention her course starting up again), so we're giving it a miss this year.
My phrase of the week - "to board the boat on a whim/as a lark" - means to sign up for something without the necessary experience, and end up winging it with mixed results. I've also gone done another compilation, which should be listened to LOUD, to drown out the HAMMERING and DRILLING.
Speak soon!
A Rush of Blood to the Fred
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