Salvadoooor

Hello dearest friendlings. I write to you from Salvador or as they say in Portuguese Salvadooor :). It is warm, very warm but nicely so. Last night we nearly got set upon by some fruit. I like it already. Speaking of fruit, Brazil seems to be home to the humble Umbu - also known as yummy yummy sour fruit that Mario loves now. I also had some pineapple soaked in lime juice last night, I could really get used to the place even if it was only for the fruit, but enough about food! I've met up with my other travel companions, incl my bro who was good enough to come and collect me in my semi conscious state from the airport - saved me thinking which I always like :) and the lovely Amber and Christine (sorry if I spelled your name wrong!) who so graciously fed me with plantains, potato and other choice foods when I arrived. The coffee is also excellent and not at all like the acetone flavoured Tesco finest Brazilian blend .
Perhaps I should explain the fruit attack. We were sitting by the promenade, I eating papaya and sipping Agua de Coco and the others sipping and supping on other lovely foodstuffs when a storm, which had been threatening with it's flashy displays for some time, arrived. Rather suddenly. It blew a large parasol onto the beach some 30-40 metres away and started a concerted assault against terrace dwellers by means of fruit. Luckily we didn't stick around to be brained. Seems fruit will be an important theme in Salvador :)
I will stick the pics up now and you may wonder at the lovely view from our 9th floor apartment . I think I'll leave it there for now. More adventures with foodstuffs to follow. Watch this space! Oh and it looks like I needn't have worried about the supplies, I have all I need except a phone that works! Damn you thieving meteor! If anyone wants my o2 no. email me.