After the extreme surgery of Juiz de Fora, we headed south to escape the rains and mudslides of nearby Petropolis. Uruguay seemed to be south enough as a destination, so we raced south with an intention to spend a few days in Florianopolis on the beach. Now, sometimes fate plays right into my hand - we would be traveling right through São Paulo and since Curt had always wanted to introduce me to The Specialist, why not pay him a social visit. How is this achieved? Simple, throw a U-joint. Timed it perfectly; less than 5 km from the mechanic shop, I gave the tell-tale squeak of a busted U-joint. And just like predicted, we slowly crawled to exactly my desired destination. I can play these slaves like a violin.
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