It’s only 6:21 pm here in Brazil and it feels late as hell. It’s winter right now so the sun set shortly after 5 pm. It’s no secret soccer is HUGE here, and the office closed at 1 pm today so that all the employees would be able to catch Brazil’s first 2010 World Cup match against North Korea. So basically I been drinking since 3 pm, got a good little buzz, and its dark outside, therefore making it feel like it’s past midnight already. That’s one of the reasons I’m back at the hotel already making this blog entry instead of partying with the rest of the city right now.
I brougth a Flip mini-camcorder with me to Brazil to document this trip and this World Cup experience in particular, but my dumb ass left it in the hotel when we went out to one of the bars to watch the game. I was going to walk back to the hotel, grab the Flip, and then document all the shenanigans going on after the game. But on the way back 3 different groups yelled “Coreano” at me even though I’m wearing a Brazilian shirt, and one dude even grabbed his crotch while calling me that. I figured this kind of racial BS would only become worse as people got more drunk, and I figured two scenarios would likely result, neither of which were positive. Either (1) I would get jumped by a group of drunk Brazilian haters or (2) I would lose my temper and doe somebody, and then possibly get arrested [if you know me, you know I have a short temper when it comes to racial stereotypes. See “2008 OU Weekend in Dallas” or “Jappy car incident on Washington”]. So anyways, I figured it’d be best for me to stay in tonight.
Things are nutso in the streets right now. Brazil defeated North Korea in their first World Cup contest of 2010. Nevertheless, people are popping fireworks and honking their horns like they just won the final World Cup match. There is a 4 block stretch in particular on the street where my hotel is on where cars are almost at a standstill, people with their heads out the window, yelling, waving their Brazilian flags, blowing horns, all that jazz. Several of the bars are packed, and there are a few people walking on the streets with their drinks still in their hands. I was walking and this group of people were chugging Johnnie Walker on the street when a girl that couldn’t have been more than 16 years old walked past them with an older woman. They passed the bottle to the young girl and she started chugging. The older woman made sure to help her out by holding the bottle for her.
Oh, and I think it’s worth mentioning that as soon as the game was done, the first song played at the bar I was at was “Baby” by Justin Bieber. The next song they mixed in was “Low” by Flo-rida. I found that amusing. And as I was walking, some cat was driving by, music on blast, real gangsta-like….jamming Ke$ha. I guess that’s just how they get down here.