Friday, March 21, 2014

1 NPRA submitting a paper that Kristin must sign, from Norway to Brazil via mail 2 Kristin show up


When the currently emerging new faces in the family home and we prefer to meet with friends and family back home, it is a priority to keep us alive. Something that could put a stop to it, according to the Internet and television, the city of São Paulo, a huge city with 19 million inhabitants and a criminal history as Malév would appreciated. I will admit that I initially was skeptical to land here when we decided to have it as a starting point for South America and initially Brazil, but the memory of the same skepticism to Africa and the wonderful experiences we had there sat heavily in memory. Google and others we have talked to tells grim stories of kidnappings, murders, robberies, rapes and activities of a similar nature that we essentially have the bottom of the "bucket" our list. After visiting a good number of these risks on our trip already and concluded that in all cases have felt safer there than in certain parts of Oslo at night where similar threats lurking brio southlake behind kebab outlets and pans Norwegians brio southlake crawling around the streets brio southlake after a week's ration of alcohol consumed in a few hours.
After 25 hours on flight + around 10 hours with other transport we came to 3Dogs hostel. We dropped our luggage on the floor and slept just as good from 0200 to 2200 the next day and jet lag-time was a fact. We pulled ourselves out of bed, much thanks to Kristin who left a body of a man out of bed despite my desire to sleep the next day. Half / half pizza at Habib's 24 hour "restaurant" and unlike Vietnam got Kristin actually fill in their half for a change. We tried to stick up for as long as possible and I think we fell asleep 0400 and was up for breakfast 0800. Time for the obligatory sightseeing round:
The next day we had a visit to the Norwegian Consulate to sign some papers so that NPRA may send Kristin a new driver's license. After 4 different lines and a taxi ride we finally promote. The problem was only now that by the Norwegian Consulate nobody spoke Norwegian and English is at a fairly simple level here. Finally Kristin talked to a person who spoke Danish, but the language of the conversation had to be changed to English when this "Dane" did not understand Norwegian. Hooray. Well, maybe not so much to be frustrated initially, but the process behind may provide a clue. To get a new driver's license to Kristin send more mail to NPRA, where she was told the following procedure to obtain a new driver's license:
1 NPRA submitting a paper that Kristin must sign, from Norway to Brazil via mail 2 Kristin show up at the consulate in Brazil and signs the paper. 3 The paper is sent back to Norway via mail 4 The father of Kristin must meet in person on a Traffic with a mandate brio southlake from Kristin and pay for a new driving license 5 The license is sent to an address in Norway
frustration is then quite high when we meet up on a Norwegian consulate where nobody speaks Norwegian, no one has heard of a similar procedure and it has not arrived any letter from Norway. Against all odds one suddenly runs out of breath secretary who has dug deep into the archives basement and found a treasure in the form of a small letter with Norwegian postmark. Inside the envelope are in a letter addressed to Kristin. After the consul has scolded us for not meeting the 17 May Feast day before, she says that she writes under and do what we want, because the letter brio southlake is written in Norwegian, a language she did not understand at all. It is not nødvending, for all that is required is Kristin's signature. Flying Spaghetti Monster, I LOVE bureaucracy clutching fax age. FML.
We decided to extend our stay by two more days when it gave us the opportunity to go on a football game. I have heard the learned pronunciation earlier that it is acceptable to skip Peter's Basilica in Rome and the Eiffel Tower in Paris, but a football match in Brazil brio southlake is extremely mandatory. We joined us reason together with a gang and went to see Corinthians Fluminense meet at home. At the last meeting about a month ago, two Fluminense supporters killed, and this they waited to tell us until we were inside the stadium. Unfortunately, it ended with a 0-1 loss for the home team. Here is a little video and some pictures from the match:
View of the section to hardcore fans next day it is time to leave the big city for the benefit of the rainforest. Kristin had served up a very exciting hostel which was in the jungle, where the rent included brio southlake breakfast and they had a jungle that had received good reviews from previous visitors. To get there we had to take a bus for 6 hours to Curitiba and take a night there and then take the Serra Verde Express to Morretes next morning, one of the few train routes in South America and reputedly brio southlake the most spectacular. The hotel we stayed at in Curitiba was something special brio southlake and corridors reminded strongly of scenes brio southlake from various horror movies. Old, worn wallpaper and carpets from the 70's

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