After some laughs in the airport we decided to go home. Bartolomeu and the other guy that I was always forgetting the name, were a bit in a hurry and the flight delayed fifteen minutes due to some problem in Frankfurt. It was already night when I landed and I was wasted. The guys wanted to go out for a beer that’s why they were in such a hurry, but I needed a shower and a bed urgently. They took also a jacket and gloves to the poor Brazilian that was using only the brown jacket that would be good only for spring. I wouldn’t handle the -5 degrees. So when we were leaving the airport I asked:
- Are we going by car or taxi?
The guys laughed. I just looked at their face understanding nothing, but they were a bit drunk and car in that condition wouldn’t be a good idea.
- Here in Prague you don’t need a car. The city is well organized, it’s not like Salvador dude. You will see. – Bartolomeu said laughing.
The public transport in Salvador is a joke, but they shouldn’t humiliate my city, right? So we headed for a bus stop and quickly got in one bus that was waiting there. After three minutes we went out and got to the metro station. Everything was really quick. I was carrying my bag covered in the plastic and they were carrying my smaller bags so we could walk quicker.
- Why do you have this big bag pack all in cling film, Belino? – Bartolomeu asked facing the strange situation.
- It’s simple, in the airport in Salvador we have that place to pack your bag with plastic for it not to get dirty. You have to pay around 20 reais (around 13 dollars) for that, that’s too expensive. So I made it at home with just 1 real (0,60 cents of dollar) by myself and have the same effect. Hehe.
Playing the poor guy was really shameful, but to pay 20 reais just to pack your luggage is too much. I learned how to manage with few money in the pocket (sometimes) with my ex-fiancĂ©e that always said that I wasn’t reach because I spent too much with food and unnecessary things. Haha, for some things the past relationship worthies, at least I learned how to save some money.
- So why don’t you put this damn thing on your back?
I would put if the bag pack wasn’t from the popular market and worth 55 reais (around 42 dollars). Do you really think I would put that heavy thing on my back and then see the strap break on the street? It would be really shameful, wouldn’t it? So of course I wouldn’t put it on my back. I carried like the old Baianas and African ladies used to do, on my head.
- No, no. I have some pain in my back because of the plane, I don’t think I could handle it. – that was the best excuse I could find at the moment.
During our way to the metro we were talking about our lives. Both of the guys were single and said that they needed women. Who cares? Stop drinking and fight for what you want idiot. But I also heard something interesting.
- Here in Prague the women are really pretty and you will be in a good position with them. They like black guys so much that they can’t even see one without shivering. But when someone like you, with your skin I mean, appears no black guy can handle them, you will be “the one” in the place.
Hmm, interesting. That means that an 100% black guy wasn’t that accepted but a 50% was the best.
- Besides, Brazilians here are not that common so that’s an advantage for you. With you in our team, we will pick up all women in this city. – he said laughing loud.
He must be kidding me. So I was kind of a magnetic device for them to get some women? It wasn’t for giving moral support or being a wing man but to attract the girls. This was crazy but explainable. The Czech girls doesn’t like Russian or German guys that much, maybe that was the reason of their failure. But anyway, I couldn’t complain or say anything. I would have a bed to sleep and food, maybe some beer, it was ok, I guess.
- That’s fine, but please don’t disappoint me, ok? – I said with a smile on my face.
- OK, don’t worry about that. So today we are going to Duplex.
Duplex is a famous and expensive club in Prague . It is located in Wenceslas Square in the city center and there just the best of the best women appears, so if you have some extra money and you are in Prague go there because you will like. Of course in expensive places you will find bossy women, but nothing that a Brazilian cheap talk wouldn’t solve. It would be really nice to go if I wasn’t that tired and had another problem. The “smart” guy here had lots of money in cash, and I’m not kidding, but it was Brazilian money, Real. One Real worth 10 Czech Crowns but we have to remember that I was still in Europe and 10 crowns is nothing but a coin that you don’t even pay the metro ticket.
Now you must you must be thinking: “This Belino is a dumbass, how can he travel to Europe with Brazilian money in his pocket?”. It’s simple. As in Czech Rep. they don’t have Euro and I didn’t find a place in Salvador to exchange to their money I thought: “If I exchange to Euro and then to Crowns I will lose more money than normal. I need to have money in cash because if they stop me at the immigration desk and ask about it I will be doomed, it’s better to put something in the bank account and take part of the money with me. There I will figure out how to exchange it”.
And that’s what I’ve done. But… DON’T DO THIS! Exchange your money for Euro, Pounds or Dollars, because it was terrible to find a place to exchange that damn Real money. I was lucky to find at least 3 in Prague close to the main station. In the first one 1 real = 7 crowns, the second 1 real = 8 crowns and the third one 1 real = 9 crowns. It had to be the third one, but don’t do this at all, it’s crazy.
After we arrived at home, I had a beer, took my shower and went to bed. The guys were disappointed because I didn’t have strength to go out, but they understood the situation. They had to work in the morning anyway so it wasn’t a good idea to go out drinking in the beginning of the week. The only thing that’s important is that after all I passed I finally had some hours of sleep…
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