|Igreja do São Francisco|
First off, in case I am leaving the impression that I am not enjoying this trip, that is completely not true. Walking long distances soaked to the skin in the incessant "winter" rains of Northeastern Brazil isn't what I like to do for a vacation, but it's no big deal. It's all part of the adventure. And, so far, going to the games has been a great experience.
Today was the first day to be a tourist. And Olinda, Pernambuco, is a nice place to play turista. Olinda is the beautiful, historic, colonial city just to the north of modern, sprawling, crime-infested Recife.
|A humid morning at the Igreja do São Francisco|
|Plaza opposite Igreja do São Francisco, high point in the center|
|Nothing decaying about the view|
|Walking down the hill and what do I see? A decaying church!|
|To the lighthouse!|
|This must be one of those sexy brasileiros we hear so much about|
|That boat isn't going to float very far from there|
|Church of São Somebody or Another. I guess I could've looked. But, man, it was humid out here in the Pernambuco winter sun.|
This building caught my eye as interesting looking:
|Random building that caught my eye. I could probably say it was just about anything and who's reading this who knows Olinda well enough to question me?|
|The woman depicted is most certainly brasileira. The clue? A bunda.|
|Pool at the Hotel 7 Colinas|
But with the stadium so inaccessible from the town itself, I am glad we did not decide to camp out in Recife for the week we're at the World Cup. Back to much more manageable Natal.
We got back to Natal at dusk. Dinner at the Tabua de Carne rodozio style churrascaria a short drive from the hotel. I took my camera to take pictures but, alas, camera batteries went dead and I got no pictures. But I will say this, the Americans are definitely "in the house," as the kids would say, for Monday's USA v. Ghana game, game three of our four-game trip.