Going to Convento With My Portuguese MySpace Buddy Helder

In the evening I called my MySpace buddy Helder. Well I should say acquaintance because I only started talking to him the week before and communication was difficult cos my Portuguese isn’t all that. However he seemed to know a lot of clubs in Lisbon and offered to take us to a club in Santo Amaro called ConVento.

Benachin in Parcelles Assainies

Jacob’s family welcomed us with open arms. At the car dealership we met Laurent and Janet, and then when we got back to the house we met the other two siblings, Angelique and Thomas. We also met their parents, otherwise known as Tante and Oncle. Like I said the house was huge. The neighbourhood felt very safe and there were always children playing outside, as well as groups of adults congregated having a natter.

Haggling For A Taxi In Senegambia

Gambian Cab

We hailed a cab from outside the hotel which took us directly to the tourist strip. There were not many people out as most of them were probably at the concert. We started off drinking at a Pizzeria. The man serving the drinks seemed to take a liking to me and served me a triple shot instead of a single. (RESULT!) He said he was 28. I thought he was lying because he looked about 40. Deborah said that he must have just had a hard life. Anyhow it made me chuckle. When he served the next drink as a single instead of adding a little extra I was time to move on.

Riding The Marta You Meet The Funniest Characters

MARTA TRAIN

The night started off at Django’s… It was meant to be crunk… or so Obi told me… but… it wasn’t. It was Salsa night… and my ass can’t salsa, so you know that wasn’t happening. Tamara lost the heel end on her shoe so we left there within half an hour so she could go change her shoes at the hotel.