Samba and Attempted Robbery
This morning I attempted to buy a new halyard. The chandler did not take foreign credit cards. I took a taxi back to a cash machine but when I returned the chandler had closed until moday. Grrr.
That evening I found another tourist office which had a bit more information about what was going on in the Cidade Alta. I ended up going to the Theatroxviii, for a performance of O Amor Comeau of which I understood very little, and attending two Salsa peformances. One at the Colonial on Terreiro de Jesus and then at a bar on Rua San Miguel. The music at both was very high energy and the dancing very entertaining. Brazilian girls certainly know how to wiggle. The audience at both were predominately Afro-Brazilian with only a few gringos present.
My evening ended prematurely after a couple of youths tried to work a double and pick my pockets in the second venue. This was a waste of time anyway as I had heeded the warnings and only had a few Reals on me. Having failed they came back a few minutes later and demanded money saying they had a gun, which they didn't. I decided to leave and the good side of Brazil emerged when someone who had seen what happened followed me out and suggested I speak to the Policia Militar who were nearby. I said it wasn't necessary and he apologised and wished me well.
A very large, very fast french built trimaran at Centro Nautico marina.
That evening I found another tourist office which had a bit more information about what was going on in the Cidade Alta. I ended up going to the Theatroxviii, for a performance of O Amor Comeau of which I understood very little, and attending two Salsa peformances. One at the Colonial on Terreiro de Jesus and then at a bar on Rua San Miguel. The music at both was very high energy and the dancing very entertaining. Brazilian girls certainly know how to wiggle. The audience at both were predominately Afro-Brazilian with only a few gringos present.
My evening ended prematurely after a couple of youths tried to work a double and pick my pockets in the second venue. This was a waste of time anyway as I had heeded the warnings and only had a few Reals on me. Having failed they came back a few minutes later and demanded money saying they had a gun, which they didn't. I decided to leave and the good side of Brazil emerged when someone who had seen what happened followed me out and suggested I speak to the Policia Militar who were nearby. I said it wasn't necessary and he apologised and wished me well.
A very large, very fast french built trimaran at Centro Nautico marina.