Rio de janeiro

Your lovely traveler is now in Rio de Janeiro. I enjoyed Salvador alot. That city is without a doubt the most beautiful of all the bigger cities I´ve seen in Brazil. We stayed in in this silly little hotel just by the beach which was strangely cheaper than all the hostels over there. We celebrated this annual fiesta Sao Joao or something in that area. Live music caipirinhas and cakes on the street and loads of people having a good time the whole weekend. The only thing that was off about this wonderful place was the pushy people on the street. It´s like the people get more agressive the souther you go in Brazil. People literally follow you to wait for you to give them some money.
After Salvador we flyed to Rio de Janeiro. Our flight was at 4:20 in the morning so that night we hardly got any sleep. We arrived in a domestic airport so of course there was no tourist info in sight. So we decided to take the bus to Cobacobana, the most well known beach in the city, and start walking around to find a hostel. Everything was rediculously expensive and we ended up walking for about 3 hours looking for something with all our stuff on the back and resless from a sleepless night. Luckely we ran into one woman who was renting an appartment to tourists for a cheaper price than a room in a hostel. Of course we took the offer and are now staying in a very cozy place just by Ipanema beach. Rio is very beautiful and really too many things to see.

So this is it for now. The city is waiting for me.

On the road

The adventure has started and there is no day I can possibly say that is boring. After staying in Fortaleza for one week, we finally hit the road into the south. Second place we visited was the amazing paradise beach town, Canoa Quebrada. There we stayed in a very charming hostel which was ownd by a dutch guy. The only thing I can say about this place is that when I was there I had the feeling like everything was perfect. I didn´t need anything more. The grass was greenest on my side. After a few days of heaven we went to Natal, a big city just like Fortaleza. We stayed there only a couple of days, checked out the city, drink some cocktail from a pineapple and then hit the road again. Then we went to Pipa, also a very cute beachtown but slightly bigger and more touristic than Canoa Quebrada. It started out very good, we found a very homey hostel which was ownd by one woman. There we could use the kitchen and of course we took the opperatunity and made a dinner. But.. after the meal I started to be a little bit tired, also Luis so we took a siesta. That siesta lasted me almost 48 hourse with a break of going to the toilet and eating a few peices of fruit. The meat we had gotten that night we made the dinner was supposed to be something else than pork, but apparently it was. So I got fucking food poisoning and had to stay in bed almost the whole time I was there. After that wicked adventure we left again to Joa pessoa. W stayed there one night and went then to Jacuma, to get to Tambaba, a nude beach, which was suggested to us by a friend of the woman in the hostel in Pipa (total lunatic). On the way we met a woman who hooked us up with one room in Jacuma. We are now still here and I´m desperate to leave this room after my big war against the musquietos. The first night they attacked and I was vulnarable. I decided than I would not give in so easy so the next night I taped a t-shirt to cover one whole that lead outside, I oversprayed myself before sleep with a repellent and even slept in a sleeping bag the whole night so they couldn´t get me. I woke up today almost cooked alive I was so warm, but only one bite! I won!
And now we are going to leave this very strange town and heading to Salvador.

First days in Fortaleza

I´m sitting in a small internet café near my hostel waiting until the rain stops. Of course I forgot to bring the unbrella like an idiot since it has been mostly raining since I came here. There have been some sunny moments however and sunday was absolutely wonderful. I went to this very nice beach with the woman who owns the hostel I´m staying at with her friend with her baby and brother. Drinking beer, eating crabs and drinking coconut water was amazing. I swam in the warm sea and had a fantastic time. On saturday I went out with the woman, her name is Caritas, and her friend. I tasted a rather funky drink, beer and red wine mixed together and then loads of caipirinhas which were to my surprise cheaper than beer. We went to this one night club where I met another friend of hers who is an english techer in a University and asked me to come to his class on tuesday and talk to the students. So yesterday he picked me up and I went with him to class and was a "teacher" for one hour. It was totally awesome. The guy said I am a natural born teacher haha. In between all this I´ve been walking around trying to get by with my limited portugese and everything takes 10 times longer when you cannot talk with the people. For exaple, trying to get a simple phone card to call europe took me 3 days until finally I ran into this friendly guy in the supermarket who luckily for me had lived in New Zealand for a while and he took me all over the place to get me this silly car which worked out in the end and I could finally call Luis. He is coming tonight and I can´t wait!
It has really been so fun to be here and most of the people I meet are very kind and friendly, offering me things and asking nothing in return. But I suppose it´s not going to be the same everywhere. This is a big country andFortaleza is actually small city compared to other ones, even though it has around 2,5 million inhabitants.
This has been a great start and I have all the rest of the continent to explore!

Finally there - BRAZIL

Well well, lovely people. I´m here at last in S-America. I arrived to Fortaleza last night, without any clue what to expect. And to make it a little bit more exciting I didn´t book a place to sleep and didn´t have any info on the city since I had to leave my lovely south america guide book in Germany when I had my flight to Portugal. It was too heavy to take with me. So I landed and was a bit freaked out to see all those people with medical masks and big posters about the pig flu. But understandable that they do it on the airport, because I haven´t seen anybody wearing that in the city. So I got through and found this tourist info spot and tried to ask for a hostel. The woman didn´t speak a word of english of course so I tried my limited portugese which I had gotten from staying in Portugal for almost 3 weeks. The woman wasn´t very helpful but this random guy who supposedly works in the airport booked a place for me and showed me the taxi. I arrived at the hotel and was totally dead. Today it has been raining like crazy and I´ve been around a bit getting soaking wet. I checked out another hostel that belongs to a woman I found on Couchsurfing and she invited me to lunch and to meet her friends. So later I will meet up with them but in the mean time I´ll recover from my icecold shower, yeah yeah welcome to Brazil.

I have to say, although I only intended to stay in portugal for a few days and ended up staying there for almost 3 weeks I most certanly do not regret it. I had a great time and had the chance to learn a bit of portugese, I swear my portugese is probably better than my dutch. But Luis is still finishing some stuff over there and he will join me next week.

So this is the start and I will tell you all about my ways around this continent.

We'll be coming! We'll be coming! We'll be coming too Braziil!!

Nuna er timi minn i Amsterdam loksins lidinn undir lok. Eg er buin ad pakka aleigunni ofan i hlussu bakpokann og er tilbuin ad labba af stad. Buin ad skila lyklunum af ibudinni, haett i vinnunni og buin ad kvedja flesta. I kvold er seinasta kvoldid mitt her i thessari frabaeru borg. A morgun rulla eg af stad til Thyskalands med vinkonu minni thar sem vid munum hanga i heimabae hennar fram a sunnudag thegar eg flyg til portugal til ad joina vin minn sem mun fljuga med mer til Brazeliu.
Nu byrjar aevintyrid loksins aftur eftir dagoda bid. Eg er buin ad vera i amsterdam nuna 9 manudi og lidur sma eins og thegar eg kom heim fra Kanada. Ad thvi leyti ad eg hef myndad mer nytt lif i nyju landi og mun nuna yfirgefa thad. Fara i burtu fra ollu og ollum sem eg er farin ad thykja ohemju vaent um. En allt gott tekur enda og eg hef nad ad kveda thessa borg med stael thegar eg thrammadi ut um allar jardir i allan gaerdag og kvold fagnandi Queens day, thjodhatidar degi hollendinga. A thessum degi er borgin oll morandi i trylltum fullum appelsinugulklaeddum rugludollum sem er drullu sama um allt. Folk gerir hluti sem vanalega myndu ekki gerast. Sama med mig. Sennilega var thetta einn besti dagur i mjog langan tima. Eg a eftir ad sakna Amsterdam alveg gifurlega en nun er komid ad sudur ameriku ad njota kolbilada islendingsins sem laetur ekkert stoppa sig.

We'll be coming, we'll be coming, we'll be comiiing down the road!!

Til ykkar sem kvarta vegna bloggleysis.

Betra seint en aldrei. Eg hef verid ískyggilega léleg ad blogga sídustu mánudi en thad eru ástaedur fyrir thví. Thannig er thad ad ég er ekki ad ferdast og skoda milljón ólíka hluti á hverjum degi, heldur lifi ég rútínu lífi sem heldur ódum áfram. Thannig séd er ekki neitt svakalegt ad frétta nema ad ég vinn enn á pub-num Players og líkar vel. Frá áramótum hef ég verid ad vinna eins og skeppna til ad safna fyrir áframhaldandi aevintýri. Naesta stopp er S-Ameríka og ég mun kaupa mér flugmida í naestu viku. Eg verd farin hédan í seinasta lagi í lok apríl. Til gamans má geta ad ég hef lokkad fyrverandi ástmann minn í ad fljóta med og vid aetlum ad spekka thessa framandi heimsálfu í sameiningu. Heppilega vill til ad hann er portúgalskur og talar fluent spaensku, thannig ad ég mun ekki vera eins og týnd mús í ruglinu til ad byrja med. En ég hef aldrei almennilega ferdast svona med annarri manneskju svo hver veit, kannski verdum vid grútleid á hvort odru eftir e-h tíma og forum hvor sína leid. Ég finn ad ég er búin med Amsterdam en á samt eftir ad sakna reynslu minnar hér stórkostlega. Ad vissu leiti hef ég ekki drifid mig jafn mikid ad safna pening eins og ég aetladi mér heldur komid mér mjog vel fyrir og notid veru minnar hér í botn.

Á mánudaginn kemur mútta í heimsókn ádur en hún skondrar til íslands í frí og ég get satt ad segja ekki bedid. Thad verdur awesome ad sýna henni líf mitt og umhverfi sem ég hef myndad mér hér á thessum seinustu 8 mánudum.

Ég reyni ad láta heyra ogn oftar í mér hédan í frá en lofa engu.

P.s. Skotarnir bidja ad heilsa.

Gledileg Jol!

Gledileg jol ljufu eyjaskeggjar! Eg er nuna aftur komin til Amsterdam eftir stutta heimsokn a klakan. Helt min litlu jol og hlod Islands rafhloduna mina. Eftir ad eg kom aftur til baka fannst mer sannarlega eins og jolin vaeru buin. En eg for tho i jolabod til fyrrverandi asmanns mins og skiptist a gjofum vid hann og fjolskyldu hans. Pakkaflodid hja theim var alveg med olikindum, seinustu pakkarnir voru opnir rett fyrir 3 um nottina.
En nuna byrjar heljarinnar busy-time i vinnunni og eg er alveg ordin staurblonk eftir jolathvadrid og lifi nu a thjorfenu minu fram ad naestu utborgun. Eg er samt alveg skuggalega god eftir aedislega heimsokn heim tjaist ekki baun af heimthra.
Verd liklegast ad vinna fram a rauda nott a gamlarskvold og hlakka eiginlega bara til, hef aldrei unnid a thessum tima adur og eg held thad verdi svolitid frodlegt. En eftir aramot fer virkilegur sparnadur i gang thvi tha mun eg skunda loksins til sudur ameriku med vorinu.
Eg oska ykkur ollum gledilegra jola og farsaeldar a nyju ari! Sjaumst aftur vonandi adur en langt um lidur!