the caipirinha diaries, part 1

Here's a link to a google map showing where I'm.
The following was written at the end of a long, full day. There is nothing linear or even cohesive about what you may be about to read.
This is an awesome place. All of the food has been good. They've got Cuban cigars (as do I, a Montecristo). Traffic here makes me long for the comfort and safety of riding in a car through Manhattan. Everyone I've met has been great. I'm not doing so well with the language, but I'm getting by.
Two things that ended up happening on the first night included watching an American blues band and going to a house that was tuned to the American Fox tv rerun channel. Never saw nip/tuck before. Not entirely sure if I ever will again.
The mall was nice. Not too incredibly foreign (other than aforementioned languaga barrier). Bought some fancy-ass sunglasses & had a $2 beer at the Kalzone, I think it was called. Home of the AmeriKalzone. For real.
At the mall, I really wanted a cheap am/fm radio. The only one I could find was part of the Xuxa line of fine electronics.
There's a lot more to write about, butI'll have to do that later, hopefully tomorrow and hopefully with some pics.
I'll probably be mentioning such things as trying not to be too paranoid about standing under huge coconuts that would surely kill and how some of the buildings in the area are all gutted out & rotting on the inside and make me think of Half-Life 2.

Yeah. It's 2am. Feels kinda like 4. Back in my time zone, it's midnight. Hoping to maybe wake up in time for breakfast tomorrow. I hear there's these amazing tapioca crepes...