Cuiabá, Brazil: Humidity, Heat, and a Whole Lot of 'What Was That?'
okay, so i just landed back from cuiabá, brazil. it’s…a place. honestly, i’m still processing. i went chasing a rumor about a hidden vinyl shop, and ended up with a sunburn and a story. a really weird story.
first off, the numbers. i was given 3465038 and 1076112309. i have no idea what they mean, maybe a bus route? a lottery ticket? the number of mosquitos that tried to carry me away? who knows. but it felt important to include. the weather, though, that i can tell you about. i just checked and it’s…like walking into a warm, wet hug that doesn’t want to let go. 29.96°C, feels like 34.94°C, humidity at 70%. basically, your hair will have a mind of its own, and your clothes will be permanently damp. bring linen. seriously.
so, the vinyl shop. it doesn’t exist. or, it does exist, but it’s actually a front for a…well, i’m not entirely sure. i asked around, and someone told me - after a few caipirinhas, naturally - that old man silva sells more than just records. apparently, he’s a collector of “lost things,” which could be anything from antique buttons to…well, let’s just say things you wouldn’t want to find in your attic. i didn’t go inside. i value my sanity. you can find some reviews of local shops on Yelp.
but cuiabá isn’t just about mysterious old men and questionable record stores. the *Pantanal is close by, which is insane. i didn’t have time to go this trip, but i’m already planning a return. i heard from a guide that you can see jaguars just chilling on the riverbanks. apparently, it’s a photographer’s dream. check out TripAdvisor for Pantanal tours.
my neighbors, if you get bored, chapada dos guimarães is just a short flight away. it’s supposed to be stunning, with waterfalls and canyons. i’m adding it to the list.
someone told me the best place to eat pequi is at a tiny hole-in-the-wall near the market. they said it’ll either be the best thing you’ve ever tasted or the worst. no in-between.
and the people! everyone was so friendly, even when i butchered the portuguese. i tried to order a coffee and accidentally asked for a “small horse.” it was a whole thing. i’ve been brushing up on my portuguese with Duolingo.
i overheard a group of locals arguing about the best place to get pastel*. apparently, it’s a serious matter. one guy swore by a street vendor named dona maria.
overall, cuiabá is…unexpected. it’s hot, it’s humid, it’s a little bit chaotic, and it’s full of surprises. it’s not a place you go for perfectly curated instagram photos. it’s a place you go to get lost, to stumble upon weirdness, and to embrace the heat. and maybe, just maybe, to find a lost thing or two. you can find more info on the local tourism board's website: Visit Cuiabá.
and one last thing: bring bug spray. seriously. you’ll thank me later.
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