Setting:
Saturday night. Rain. Two people. One car. One shopping centre.
Plan:
Get something to eat at an à la carte restaurant with a nice view over Botafogo bay and Pão de Açúcar, followed by going to the movies to see a film and then hopefully make it home not too late.
Outcome:
Three hours, one ½ ft Subway Club sandwich and one mango juice later, we were on our way home. In the car. In the rain. Still unaware of what the film would have been like.
Somehow, things can turn the most annoying ways in this country, and when they do, they do it all at ones, or perhaps more one by one, in chronological order: Rain. No film at right time. Hungry. Next cinema. No parking. Finally a spot. No tickets. Order taking too long. Ok juice. Order forgotten about. More hungry. Still no tickets. No other restaurants. Starving. Parking check-out closed. Next floor. Elevator out of order. Que to get out from parking. Still no restaurants. Traffic jam. Subway! Not hungry. Video store closed. Horn on car working extraordinary well. Second video store closed as well. Still raining. Whatever.
How hard can it be? Very apparently.
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