Ok..my first few hours were shit for sure...as soon as I landed I felt i'd lost my social skills and wouldn't meet anyone. There was no one at the hostel when I arrived apart for an old danish guy who, as it happens, is always there. You know the type, those kind of old backpacker wanderers who wandered off one day and decided being a nomad bum was the answer...you know, like what I'll become. No, I'm serious... Feeling depressed, lonely, and that I'd made a mistake coming here, I decide to wander my new neighbourhood copacabana. Got a map, and with my lonely guide had loads of meat and beer for lunch at some boteco. I felt much better...but still anxious about spending my 1st evening alone... Four days later I'm waking up with my
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