who doesn't like lists? they give you the feeling that you're in control. so, here's a list of random numbers, composed back in amsterdam after 6 weeks in rio.
88228535 - my telephone number in rio. something tangible and real. a connection to the outside world. several numbers already stored in the memory - the careful beginnings of a new circle of friends.
1000's - sandgrains i brought back to the apartment from ipanema beach. they're everywhere. in my clothes, my bag, my book. sometimes one wonders how it is possible that there is any beach left, what with so many visitors to the beach each bringing back home so much sand. slowly the whole of rio ought to turn into one big beach.
702 - the apartment number where i have been living the past 6 weeks. where i have been writing my previous blogs. where i have woken up with a hang-over. where i have learned to like my boyfriends strange, favorite breakfast (mashed bananas with oats). where carlos has woken me up during carnaval with coffee - and coca cola. where a certain mike has stayed over. and carol, after the manu chao concert. where i have felt lonely, watching the godfather parts 1 and 2, whilst the boyfriend was away in far far away curitiba (eventhough i could still appreciate the quality of the films). where i have felt so hot. where i have solved quite a few sudoku's. where i have not been able to enter a certain night, because the boyfriend had lost the key. where we have been living in the dark for 2 days because we got cut off from electricity. where i have made a start.
123 - the favorite busline of the boyfriend and me. for a mere R$2,20 (€0,75) it is a true tourist attraction. open the windows and enjoy the fresh air in your face. the 123 races from the centre past the flamengo parc and the beaches of flamengo, botafogo and copacabana - straight to ipanema.
41 - degrees celcius. the hightest temperature in rio since i arrived so far.
30 - protection factor of the sunlotion i use. i want to stay nice and white - and also: not get skincancer.
5 - entrance fee in reais to the botanical garden. a true tropical paradise. in a city with too much noise and dirt it is a blessing to have a place where you can get away from it all. and eventhough i did not get to see the monkeys that i was promised by the guidebook, i did get to see squirles and orchids. nice too.
2 - number of keys gone missing. 1 lost by the boyfriend, 1 stolen from me.
0 - regrets i have so far of this adventure.
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