Food is something that brings the world together. Each culture has its own traditions and favorite foods. As a self proclaimed foodie, I was so excited to try cuisines in the countries they originated in. During my travels, I have discovered and will undoubtedly continue to discover culinary treasures around the globe. I am honored to share with you, My Elephant Tribe, the amazing meals I have enjoyed throughout the world.
Day 21: Brazil
The biggest advice I can give for Carnaval in Rio is wear close toed shoes. Even though they may not be super cute or go with your outfit, it is worth it for several reasons:
- There are so many people. Your toes are bound to get stepped on.
- The streets are nasty. They are wet and about 90% of that fluid is urine.
- Glass. There is broken glass everywhere.
- Comfort. You will be on you feet all day and walking a lot.
Ok, I’ll get off my soap box. We found a new place for lunch. They make pastry sandwiches called Salgados. Its called Bonde Sucos and it is delicious. I have a feeling we will be back again. I recommend the Minas. It is a croissant with cheese inside. It is a little bit sweet and a little bit salty.
After lunch we went in search of Blocos and ended up taking the Metro to Copacabana where there is one giant street party. I get the appeal, but It wasn’t that much fun for me. Maybe it was because I was with my brother, but it would not be my first choice for a good time. I loved walking along the beach. It was beautiful, but I’m not a fan of shifting my way through drunk people. Now, please don't take my criticism as a negative review. Everybody gets to go and I understand that everybody enjoys different things. It isn't even about the crowds and the drunk people though. Lollapalooza is my jam. I think the real reason why I wasn't enjoying myself was because we just kept moving. We never stopped walking.
After we were done walking we decided to get dinner. We went to Chopperia Cineladia Restaurante. It was probably my favorite meal yet. Again the portions are huge and we ended up giving our leftovers to some homeless people.
After dinner the walking continued. We just kept walking up and down the street. Never stopping at any of the dance parties happening in the street. I’d stop for a few minutes before Brian wanted to move to the next. We walked until midnight and decided to get some street food that came highly recommended by other travel bloggers. To be honest, it wasn't the best. The sausage was overly salty and the cheese was just ok. It was also so much food that we couldn't finish it. We found a homeless person and gave them our leftovers.
Its sad how much food ends up in the trash (even in the US). We waste so much and there are so many hungry people out there that don't know when they will eat next.
By the time we went to bed it was almost 2am and some how in that time Brian and I had our first fight on this journey. It was bound to happen. We are brother and sister. In the moment the fight wasn’t very good, but it made us both realize that at some point we get to go our separate ways for awhile and travel by ourselves. I’m not sure what that looks like, but that was our original plans. We shall see and you will know when I know.