Never thought the most beautiful view I would get in Paris so far was at CDG airport, but have to admit, sunrises are quite nice everywhere, irrespective of the things around you. Offshore cranes, helipads, gas flares or terminals and aeroplanes, it’s still something special about it. However, the remote light houses with dolphins at the horizon still beats them all.
On arrival, Rio showed one of its less good sides, rain, rain, rain and more rain. By the time I was dropped of at my home to be, the streets were flooding and the water was pouring down like in a shower. At least the weather can only improve from this and compared to some of my new colleagues I shouldn’t complain. Nothing was dripping from the ceiling in my flat, and my bed was still standing on a dry solid floor, and not floating around on it’s way out on the back porch.
Don’t know if it should be comforting or worrying, but apparently it’s company policy that all employees should travel to the airport in bullet-proof vehicles. It’s kind of James Bond coolish, as long as you don’t think about the reasons for why this was implemented in the first place.
The flat made a good first impression on me, hotel like of course, but nice set-up with guest room, two bathrooms, washing machine and most things you could think of. And luckily enough, someone made sure to equip my kitchen with five pair of scissors, just in case the first four might brake when I’m trying to cut something.
I wonder if you can slice tomatoes with a pair of scissors? Might try since a knife that could cut anything but butter, does not seem to be part of the standard Brazilian kitchen equipment.
On arrival, Rio showed one of its less good sides, rain, rain, rain and more rain. By the time I was dropped of at my home to be, the streets were flooding and the water was pouring down like in a shower. At least the weather can only improve from this and compared to some of my new colleagues I shouldn’t complain. Nothing was dripping from the ceiling in my flat, and my bed was still standing on a dry solid floor, and not floating around on it’s way out on the back porch.
Don’t know if it should be comforting or worrying, but apparently it’s company policy that all employees should travel to the airport in bullet-proof vehicles. It’s kind of James Bond coolish, as long as you don’t think about the reasons for why this was implemented in the first place.
The flat made a good first impression on me, hotel like of course, but nice set-up with guest room, two bathrooms, washing machine and most things you could think of. And luckily enough, someone made sure to equip my kitchen with five pair of scissors, just in case the first four might brake when I’m trying to cut something.
I wonder if you can slice tomatoes with a pair of scissors? Might try since a knife that could cut anything but butter, does not seem to be part of the standard Brazilian kitchen equipment.
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