Paramaribo - CARIBBEAN AMSTERDAM Gilles Brioni, the U.S. flight from Belem (city in Brazil, approx. Perevi.) In Paramaribo, was detained for 15 minutes, and found out that I was on it the only tourist - all others are Brazilians and of course , Surinamese. Strangest thing was that when we boarded the plane, all stewardesses were in protective masks, it felt like I was in hospital. A little later they all passengers sprinkled some disinfectant. During the flight we were given special forms for customs and immigration controls. Suddenly, people around intensified, they began to get up, walk back and forth. I was wondering what was happening, but then I realized that it was Brazilian workers, which, like in school, looked at each other how to correctly fill in the blanks that were in Suriname (ie, Dutch) and English, rather than familiar to them Portuguese. Perhaps some of them do not even know how to read and write. All this went on until the landing, we flew an hour forty five minutes. House in Paramaribo Somehow all necessarily have to leave the plane of the first, I do not know why. The bus drove us to the terminal, and we lined up. I understand that, stood in line for visitors, along with the Brazilians. Customs officer chided the majority of Brazilians, although I did not understand, what for, and gave them new forms. Family in front of me in full has been forced to re-fill them. The guy who stood before me in the queue was so nervous because of what he can do, "beating" that showed me your letterhead and asked him to check. I motioned to him that nothing in this do not understand. When my turn came, the whole procedure is finished and two minutes. I have not even asked about vaccination against yellow fever. Yes, it's outrageous! At the airport, Belem I still had to pay $ 42 a landing tax. I was simply enraged! The building of the Colonial Government on Independence Square After checking, I saw your name on the label, which had some Indian. It was my driver, who was supposed to take me to the hotel. I asked him to show where this ATM. However, we could not find I needed an ATM of the bank. The guidebook said that the international cards will only accept the Bank's ATMs RBTT. The driver said that we can stop at the ATM on the way you want. We stopped twice, but each time it was "foreign" ATMs. I told him several times said: "RBTT!" In English, he spoke pretty good, so is unlikely the case was a language barrier. I got out of the bag guide, showed him a card and asked to stay near the ATM, which is located near the hotel. He refused, saying that could only take me to the hotel, and the ATM is not on the road. I did not want to raise a stink, so I just stopped. Lim ul-a-Postraat When we got there, I saw that RBTT ATM is located three hundred meters from the hotel entrance. I left my backpack in the hotel lobby, and slowly walked to the ATM. I was not tortured conscience, just a driver issue with the intellect, even expects as much as I want. In fact, to take the money, it took me not even two minutes. From the bank, I watched as the driver walks back and forth and waiting when I get back. Angry, apparently. The fee for a taxi was 40 Surinamese dollars. I gave him 50, he had no change. I went to the receptionist at the hotel to exchange money, I traded some trifle, which was officially issued by the driver. Hard on this guy! Bridge on the River Suriname The hotel I was very welcome. It is called the "Albergo Albergo. At first, I have allocated a room with a fan, but despite this there was very hot, and I moved to other apartments, there was poprohladnee. Large selection of rooms in the hotel was not because they were almost all occupied, but the hotel has a swimming pool. Hooray! The first thing I found where you can eat. Next to the bank was a restaurant, "Burger King". I purchased the money and went out into the street, it turned out that my walk is held in complete isolation. There was not a soul, though it was 4 o'clock. Right ghost town of some sort. Must have been a siesta, because the heat was unbearable. The buildings are mostly made of wood. This colonial style, which reminded me of Amsterdam, just a little older. Maybe the style of the XVII century? Although the Amsterdam I have seen only in photographs. I was amazed at how the city was quiet. This is very different from my understanding of South America. It seemed to me that I'm in Western Europe. I walked around the city, looked at different sites, then went down to the port. On the road I met a lot of wooden houses, some of them were beautiful, others not so. For the most part I liked this city. He is in his own beautiful and nothing like the South American city. Laundry facilities at the hotel cost 20 dollars for a small bag of laundry. We had to buy soap to wash and arrange laundry in the sink of his hotel room. Deadline for material:
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