After 22 or so hours of travel, I'm finally here in Salvador, Brasil. No major hiccups, everything went smooth. I even sat next to an ex KUFO Portland DJ who went by Richard on the flight from Chicago to Sao Paulo. He was headed to Fortaleza then driving 3 more hours from there to some remote bungalow hideaway on the coast that his friend owns. Sounded pretty cool to me. We talked a bit about how KUFO was shut down and it sounded like the new owners did a great job of running it into the ground. He words, "They didn't have a f'n clue how to run a rock station".
As for no major hiccups; there was a slight one here at the airport in Salvador. I had requested a taxi through the hotel to pick me up when I arrived in Salvador. I walked out the departure exit and didn't see my name anywhere. Wondered around a bit and figured there was a screw up, so I sat down and fired up my laptop to get the hotel address. Just as I was getting ready to go over to the taxi stand to order a cab, a guy holding a sign with my name on it walks by. It turned out he was over at the domestic gate exit and for some reason my flight, which was from Sao Paulo to Salvador, arrived at the international gate. The poor guy was standing around waiting for me and thought I ditched him while I thought he ditched me. He explained to me in Portuguese what happened and I picked up "Doméstico" and "Internaciona" and knew exactly what he was talking about.
My plan tonight? Sleep. My plan tomorrow? Enjoy the beach which is 20 yards away. Day after tomorrow? I'll figure that out sometime tomorrow.
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