From the window of my bus. Another bus with an ad on the back for the one of the fanciest churrascurias (Brazilian steakhouse) in Salvador pulled up to a stoplight next to a group of men begging for change or food at the intersection. The men in the ad were dressed in full costume - gaucho style pants, tux shirts and ties and big hats - while the men outside the bus weren't wearing shoes, had ripped shirts and pants that were falling off. And they were asking for ten cents (about four American cents) so they could buy a piece of bread.
Also to get to one of the nicest beaches in the city (Playa do Flamenco - I went today) you have to drive on the highway between the two halves of one of the biggest favelas (slums) in town. About five minutes after passing the barrio you pull out onto the highway that parallels the coast and is lined by people's second (sometimes third) homes. From broken bicycles to BMWs in a few kilometers.
Oh and tomorrow is Children's day. Outside the Bompreco (which is advertising life size dolls for girls and mini replica motorcylces for boys) were two boys that were about thirteen years old. They had pulled up a mattress and were sleeping in the corner where the stairs meet the sidewalk.
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