don't cry for me argentina
Stato: ARGENTINA (AR)
BRAZIL, Argentina, PARAGUAY 2009
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08.01.2009 Rome (ITALY)
A month ago, after returning from Hong Kong, and dined at the home of Nick suddenly the phone rings ... Brazilians who were distant relatives called to say goodbye to these cousins ??as they heard tales of the old grandmother, but who had never met ...
I just turn on a light bulb ... "Let's go find", I propose now ... Even though I had nothing to do ... nothing.
And here we are now waiting for our flight Air France via Paris, en route to San Paolo.
Oh, and the new entry, or as I dubbed myself, collaboration: Nick's father, on his first flight!
Is about to begin a new adventure! Silence in the room ...
The flight to Paris is a walk but once landed in the French capital, we discover that the time at our disposal is very limited, the situation worsens when the checkpoints earth begin to strike because they risk losing the cold ... Fortunately the flight ... everything is resolved for the better and, although belatedly, after a while 'we are on board our Boeing 777 flights to South America ....
09.01.2009 Guarulhos (Brazil)
Set foot in Brazil: what a party! We are to take Nicolina, Peter and his son Joseph. Nick will be the first family of a long and wonderful list.
Immediately begins the tour of several houses, appear anywhere: aunts, uncles, cousins, nephews and everywhere kisses, hugs, bright eyes, cake, cola ... Calabrian-long talks in Portuguese ... I'm so happy, I will read from his eyes ...
I feel a bit 'like' Tourists by chance "on a visit to our countrymen abroad!
10.01.2009 Sao Paulo (Brazil)
As soon as there is already awake and Fernanda Veronica waiting for for a quick visit to the immense city of Sao Paulo, the country of Kaka! We're talking about a cluster that with all the hinterland has about 20 million ... 1 / 3 of the population of Italy!
It is half an hour from here but with the help of Veronica sport in less than 20 minutes we arrive at their destination!
The first thing that strikes me are the many garages, the parking attendants waving their arms in the middle of the road is to be noticed by motorists ... you can not park along the roadside?!?
Soon as we stop to visit the "Mercado Municipal" It felt like the colorful stalls selling tropical fruit, so pretty and shiny it looked fake!
Chat with a salesperson: Francisco, who just feel that we are Italian, him, the son of Calabrian immigrants, it begins to make us taste all kinds of fruit possible and imaginable! Colombian passion fruit, mango, papaya, Lixia, bananas from the ground, giant cherries ... Delicious!
Immediately after the turn is the specialty of the place: the "de bacalhau bolinho", a mixture of fried cod, potatoes and parsley. "But-ra-we-know-LHO"! The crocodile meat that we have offered the reserve for another time!
From there we continue the visit to the vault of the cathedral and the Bovespa. The Stock Exchange of Brazil. After the Hang Seng in Hong Kong here we are again in the financial heart of a nation!
We can even fit into a space dedicated to the visitors and once again the warmth and kindness of this people is striking!
Outside it's too hot. The thermometer marked 31 °! It takes quite a cool Caipirinha relaxed to "Hello Jorge" while I, a teetotaler, I taste a good shake "and abacaxi Hortelano" (pineapple and mint), with orchestra playing environment that welcomes the romantic melodies carioche!
Across the Avenida Paulista, which is a main road, we stop at "Bolinha", a delightful restaurant whose specialty is the "fajolada", a bean soup with sausages, pork fat, offal, and so on and various and so forth, as good as heavy ...
Chatting discover that St. Paul has three football teams quite important: Palmeiras, Corinthians and Sao Paulo, has just purchased this last phenomenon Ronaldo!
Finally, after a long walk in the Ibirapuera Park, we conclude the day at home with many relatives of Nicolina between a pizza and a song by Domenico Modugno and Claudio Villa.
What wonderful people. Most of them have never been in Italy, some have not even clear about the geography of our country but all admire with nostalgia that little "boot" ... Who knows how it feels to know that all the ancestors have lived in a land far away and their other hand, for one reason or another are born and brought up in another world ...
Some have framed postcards of Rome or Catanzaro on display along the corridors of the house, the Italian flag sticker next to the license plate, who the key holder shaped like a boot flag ....
Among the music CDs you can not find samba or pagode, perhaps in those of children, yes, but they have only the old Villa Modugno and it seems that their time has stopped in 1956 when that distant aunt Rosina, her husband and son a few, with cardboard suitcases have arrived in this distant land!
Migrants in search of fortune!
We are preparing for the evening ... Saturday night in Brazil ... Meet at midnight, but after a little 'tired we lay so much that when Veronica and Fernanda, all dressed up, pick us up, we will not make it to even get up from What ... read good!
11.01.2009 Sao Paulo (Brazil)
This morning, Veronica and Fernanda returned to the attack and this time the Japanese area to visit with his "Praça da Liberdade"! Wander in the beautiful market while Veronica told me of his city's problems, first of all: the drug. Buy here a gram of cocaine costs just 10 Real (3 euros) and consequently widely spread, and she, who is a nurse, I see all the colors ...
Today is eaten by the sympathetic Savior. Lunch and in the most ancient Calabrian tradition. Large table while I, as a spectator, I admired the spirit which united all the people who were already beginning to come into my heart. The light that shone in their eyes, that gleam, those tears often ran down, the memories that filled the table and were often followed by moments of silence with eyes staring into space ...
12.01.2009 Sao Paulo (Brazil)
Wake up with a nasty surprise ... Pino, Nick's father, no longer the portfolio that was carefully hidden in the suitcase for fear of being robbed on the streets of St. Paul ... Tragedy ...
About thieves: every building here has guards 24 hours operating on 24, double-gate (like bank) cameras at various strategic points of the building that you can even keep track of you sitting comfortably in a chair directly in front of your television!
Leandro call (other relative) who works as an investigator to see it even if everything seems but a cop! He immediately gave the idea of ??a drug dealer, as I call it a joke. Gold chains around his neck, gun at his belt, the other attached to the calf, tattoos ... I explained that to dress well to blend and mix among the people ...
With the Jeep go directly to the police station for reporting ... Even the bureaucracy here is no joke and we end up spending the entire morning at the police station and petty thieves sometimes I handcuffed and paraded in front of a nice lady proudly showed me his new machinery, building in Italy, to report all arrested!
In the evening, as I walk along the main street of Guarulhos, I am