Intro to: Salvador de Bahia, Brazil
On arrival in Salvador, all I knew was that I had enrolled myself to study at the Universidade Federal da Bahia. What I was going to study was a mystery, as was how I was going to find the university. I was picked up at the airport by the hotel, which I was located in the Pelourinho, the historic centre of the city. Inexplicably, vehicles could not access the hotel. When I arrived, it turned out that every Tuesday, the streets of the historic centre were filled with music, food, drink and dance. It was my first exposure to Afro-Brazilian music, and was an overwhelming experience.
I tried to call home from the hotel lobby but as the noise from the streets was very loud, and phone connections very bad, it was difficult to communicate. I had logged in though.
The decision to arrive in Salvador before starting my travels was because I was due to arrive back just in time for Carnival, and rumour was it that finding accomodation during Carnival time as madness. In fact, Carnival time was madness. I had decided to search for a flat.
Without much help from the University, who told me that they could not help, I began my search in the newspaper and the tourist office. Without too much trouble, I found a small flat with two flatmates, Rodrigo, a Brazilian boy from Cuiaba, and Tamsin, a Scottish girl teaching English. The situation appeared normal. It turned out not to be..........
To hear about psycho flat situation
Everyday life in Salvador