It didn´t take me long to realize that Brazil as a whole is in an eternal state of construction. The World Cup and Olympics are fast approaching, so it´s time to finish that metro that has been 10 years in the making (not even an exaggeration!) and improve the rugged roads. The clang and drill of this work seems to be inescapable when I´m asleep... but when I´m up and about the sites are deserted... and boys play football in the closed off lanes.
The Presidential Elections are also soon upon us. How do Brazilians disseminate propaganda? Why, by strapping sound systems to a car emblazoned with photographs of the candidate of choice and playing jingles at an ear splitting level whilst circulating the city, of course!
When at home, if the television or radio is on, it must be on loud - regardless of whether there is another set blaring out from a different corner of the house. In the streets, dogs yap, women gossip with their neighbours, and scold their disobedient children.
It´s all in good humour though - the noise is just another facet to the Brazilian´s unshakeably cheerful lifestyle, it seems to go unnoticed as they bustle about their daily lives. I just tend to turn the volume down when noone´s looking.
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