After a (not that) late night at the bar, we rolled out of bed and made our way down to the heart of the city. We took the subway there. It was much cleaner and newer than the T. They displayed the time until the next train arrived, and even showed which cars of the train were full. I was very impressed, Professor Pfluger told us that the train only serves the rich areas of the city. The poorer areas are left to take buses and other forms of transit. This is pretty similar to Boston, where Roxbury and Dorchester have to rely on bus service to get around.
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| 40 seconds until the train comes!!! Get to the first or last cars!! |
The Avenida Paulista is a wide street in the business district. Every Sunday, it is closed to cars and pedestrians, bikers, and dogs roam freely along the avenue, soaking up live music, craft vendors, and fresh food. We meandered a mile or two down the street, then stopped to get fresh squeezed juice.
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Look at the bikes!! (all 4)
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| 'Look ma no hands' - This building, probably |
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| Lambs to the slaughter... |
We walked a few blocks away from the avenue to a little alley filled with food trucks. I met some nice Brazilian dudes selling kebab, ate a mediocre wrap, and then had a delicious churro. Here's said churro for you to drool over.
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| Nutella stock just went up 25% |
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