Rio de Emocion

What's it like to be a fattie who doesn't give a smurf and eats whatever he wants? I've had that thought running through my head for a while. Maybe because this whole country has a general atmosphere of nobody giving a smurf.


A bag of red kaviar flavored chips. It's not nearly as good as it sounds.

Two greasy kebabs, a double burger (a great $6 one, though), a troutload of snickers, chips, a bag of chocolate candies, beans, buckwheat, rice and unions filled my stomach, accompanied by a couple of beers, cola, and Jaguar, a russian alcoholic energy drink that is known for being the favourite of 'gopniks'. It comes with extra added vitamins which is a plus, I guess.

Turns out being a pig isn't for me. The entire night I felt like puking, which admittedly was my goal after eating so much, but I just couldn't. So instead, I spent my night feeling like trout. I've left my home country behind and all I can come up with to write is this garbage. That's all for today folks!