Since moving down here, we really haven't traveled too far outside of our complex. Heath worked a ton for the first three months, and we tried booking a trip to the beach on two different dates, and neither worked out. With all that said, a group of friends were going to Embu the other weekend and we decided to tag a long.
Here's the crappy thing about Sao Paulo: Traffic. It can literally take you 30 minutes to travel one mile. Embu was 16km (10miles) from our apartment. It took an hour and a half. You can tell Cayden was super jazzed about being in the car. Thankful for that bag of Fruit Loops. What you can't see in this picture is Beckham screaming bloody murder. He did that for an hour. Poor guy. He was hungry and wanted OUT of the carseat!
We made it to Embu and ate lunch. Believe it or not 17 of us got seated immediately. When does that happen? After lunch we went to roam around the shops and vendors. No joke. It's very much like Eureka Springs. About 90% of it is not worth a second glance, but there are some awesome art galleries, and some other really neat shops.
Beckham did pretty well. About two hours in he started to get fidgety. It was difficult to maneuver the stroller through all the people. We want to go back, but without the kids next time! Cayden even managed to score a couple of trinkets. Imagine that?
These last two pictures are of the favelas on the way back home. When people talk about the poor, or those that don't have much - this is where they live. There are great extremes in Sao Paulo. The poorest of the poor and the richest of the rich. Case in point - We drove by the Rolls Royce dealership the other day. I'm thankful that I can count my blessings and hopefully not take for granted what we have.
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