Rockin' Out Brazilian Style
I think I’ve just flown around the world - twice.
We have finally landed in Brazil after a 5-hour flight to pick up my sister at JFK and a 10-hour flight to Sao Paulo and a 1.5-hour flight to Florianopolis. But we are finally here. And I really can’t bitch all that much as we were in first class the whole way (hell yah bitches, that's how we roll).
Considering it’s my sister’s first time out of the country, first-class ain’t too shabby. And I must admit, the Brazilians know how to spoil you. But I swear we looked like the Hillbillies come to first class with some of our behaviors.
When we first got on, we spent the first 20 minutes trying to figure out all of the buttons and gizmos in our seats. Good times. The foot rest was a bit of a challenge as we both have 34” inseams, and I think it maxes out at about 32” but our legs were more than happy to take one for the team as the seats reclined into almost flat positions. Unfortunately when I was fully reclined and trying to lift my legrest, I hit the retract lever and almost plowed myself at G-force speed into the seat in front of me. Smooth.
My favorite was when the attendant came around offering hot towels. Little Jill McJill thought that it was for her face. I came back from the restroom and she said, “I thought it was for some open pore action.” I almost peed myself but that could have also been due to the 2 glasses of champagne and OJ we downed before the flight even took off.
They stuffed us full of food. Everytime I opened my eyes (as I slept for 7 of the 10 hour flight), there was more food in front of me. And pretty bomb ass airplane food if I do say so myself! But by the end of the long leg, we were so stuffed and minorly intoxicated that we thought we were going to have to be rolled off the plane. But again, I’m not complaining.
But now we are here - in the city that speaks no English. The city of Florianopolis is gorgeous. We’re rocking a sweet condo with a washing machine that we can’t figure out that overlooks the ocean.
Life is good and so is the beer.
We have finally landed in Brazil after a 5-hour flight to pick up my sister at JFK and a 10-hour flight to Sao Paulo and a 1.5-hour flight to Florianopolis. But we are finally here. And I really can’t bitch all that much as we were in first class the whole way (hell yah bitches, that's how we roll).
Considering it’s my sister’s first time out of the country, first-class ain’t too shabby. And I must admit, the Brazilians know how to spoil you. But I swear we looked like the Hillbillies come to first class with some of our behaviors.
When we first got on, we spent the first 20 minutes trying to figure out all of the buttons and gizmos in our seats. Good times. The foot rest was a bit of a challenge as we both have 34” inseams, and I think it maxes out at about 32” but our legs were more than happy to take one for the team as the seats reclined into almost flat positions. Unfortunately when I was fully reclined and trying to lift my legrest, I hit the retract lever and almost plowed myself at G-force speed into the seat in front of me. Smooth.
My favorite was when the attendant came around offering hot towels. Little Jill McJill thought that it was for her face. I came back from the restroom and she said, “I thought it was for some open pore action.” I almost peed myself but that could have also been due to the 2 glasses of champagne and OJ we downed before the flight even took off.
They stuffed us full of food. Everytime I opened my eyes (as I slept for 7 of the 10 hour flight), there was more food in front of me. And pretty bomb ass airplane food if I do say so myself! But by the end of the long leg, we were so stuffed and minorly intoxicated that we thought we were going to have to be rolled off the plane. But again, I’m not complaining.
But now we are here - in the city that speaks no English. The city of Florianopolis is gorgeous. We’re rocking a sweet condo with a washing machine that we can’t figure out that overlooks the ocean.
Life is good and so is the beer.
posted by Rach2LA @ 5:31 AM
1 Comments:
At 12:30 PM,
Anonymous said…
Rachel, it sounds like you are having a great time! I still read your blog everyday!!! Tara
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