in transit, part II

sao paolo airport.

ok why is chaka khan sounding so damn good to me right about now? two excellent reasons: 1. i know what the hell she is saying (although i am a little too zapped to understand it) and 2. i know she looks a lot like me (read: curvy, curly and Black.) everyone here (so far) is so freaking stylish. i swear i have seen two 70plus women still rocking stillettos. here i am in some beat up yet sturdy brown clogs.

SP airport has tons of security, especially with regards to americans. we have a whole seperate line in customs. i thought it was to speed things up. no. it´s solely recipricol treatment to our stupid homeland security act. after you get a photo and fingerprint taken, you have to go right back to the main line.

i had to wait in the "baggage claim" twice. that´s a grand total of 45 minutes idle time. seems as though my bag was not in fact checked from atl to salvador. i didn´t know this until i went through the first time. oy! at least there was a cute 6´2 brasiliero holding line parallel to me.