Sitting at gate C15 in Frankfurt waiting to board for Sao Paolo and it’s a whole different experience than when waiting for a plane to Sweden.
The majority of the passengers are Brazilian and it is reflected in the extremely high noise level here at the gate. No quiet contemplation and patient queuing here, but joyous raucous banter.
Then a priest arrives in white collar. He stops and addresses the whole gate with something jovial, a big smile on his face. Everyone laughs and many get out of their seats to shake his hand.
The flight is overbooked. They offer 600 Euros to anyone from economy who wants to give their seat up until tomorrow. Hysteria ensues. Several people want to and clamour around the counter, the remaining passengers start talking to each other in one giant Portuguese conversation.
The situation at Gate 15 is vibrant and alive.
If this is a taste of Brazil, I can’t wait to arrive.
That was a taste of Brazil I believe! I have lived in Brazil and now I live in Sweden. I know exactly what you mean…
Indeed..the warmth and the joyous smiles of the Brazilians is hard to forget ..as is sunrise in Rio…
I wonder what are your impressions AFTER visiting Brazil… I am Brazilian who has lived in Sweden and fell in love with Sverige… So, naturally, I admire the silence and organization… not the joyful Brazilian “soul”… 🙂