32 degrees and humidity hovering upwards of 70%.
I've been busy and have had little time but did manage to carve out a visit to the Botanical Gardens. They're an oft overlooked landmark in the middle of the city and though it was hot the cool green light under the canopy of trees gave an illusion of something more comfortable.
You sweat but it doesn't feel that bad.
Founded in 1808 by King John IV of Portugal its in the south zone of the city.
Its at the foot of the Corcovado Mountain below the right arm of Christ the Redeemer, and has been known locally as the Christ's armpit district....or so I'm told.
Its 140 hectares contain 6,000-7000(depending on the source) species of plants from Brazil and all over the world as well as 140 species of birds.
It was declared a biosphere reserve by UNESCO in 1992.
Its a nice way to escape the Chaos of the city and posing of the beaches nearby.
It was as much a meeting place for old guys drinking coffee and arguing about football as it was a place of business.
My nonexistent Portuguese meant I was very much in the old guys hands.
I drew the line at the thick, greasy Pomade he wanted to slather on but given the difference between a good and a bad haircut for me is about 3 weeks, was $10 well spent.
Back to the gardens.
I'm in Sao Paulo after arriving to an overbooked hotel, apologetic Front Desk manager, and a long debate regarding the merits of having to share a room with my colleague at a hotel 20 minutes away.
"No I'm not doing that"
I'm not sure why he thought he could convince us this was a viable option.
I'm too old and to set in my ways for such things.
End result was two rooms were magically conjured up at a sister hotel 5 minutes away.