Pissed

Last night i got drunk. I got really drunk. Or, as Simone (my Brazillian friend who speaks with an English accent) i got pissed. We went to an irish put "O'Malley's" -- it was just like home. Just a group of rowdy, drunk, loud, rude americans. We had to take three cabs for everyone to get there--unfortunately one of the cabs didn't make it to the bar. Simone started getting worried and made phone calls because, she said to me calmly "i just want to make sure they were not kidnapped... because that happens here." haha!


We left the bar and it was light outside.

Ok here;s some pics--
there were three cabs on the street next to the hotel, lights on, but no drivers.


and then the drivers came and we all celebrated! On the way the cabbies were honking and playing with each other. Thanks sao paulo, for not having any road laws at all, it was fun.

Then the rest of the night blurred together... uhh...