This week I thought I'd say a little bit about electricity.
Back in England when you want to use something electrical, you take one of these...
Over here in São Paulo things are not quite so simple. As a broad rule, Brazil uses a 110v supply, though in a few states it's actually 127v. This is not that big a deal as anything that runs on 110v will also run perfectly well on 127v. But sometimes they don't use 110v or 127v but prefer to go with 220v - as is the case in Fortaleza in the state of Ceará up in the Northeast.
In São Paulo, needless to say, we have all three. Some buildings, like the newer hotels and apartment blocks, seem to run on 220v. Many of the older houses are 127v. In our house we have both and unless there's something obvious I'm missing, there seems to be no way of telling which is which apart from trial and error.
The lights run on 110v, or 127v, as do most of the standard sockets around the walls. In the kitchen, it's also 127v, except for the cooker which is 220v. But then there's a socket which runs directly off the cooker supply so that's probably 220v as well - except that when I try to run something rated at 220v off it it runs as if it's actually 110v. And the water heater for the sink is also 220v which, given the wiring, must mean the water filter and the fridge/freezer are also 220v.
The fuse box is no help, unless the different colours mean more than simply that was what the electrician could get his hands on at the time. Also, the last time anyone did anything in there it was our landlord's handyman and not a qualified electrician so who knows what's going on in there?
Which is all very well, except that we're not about to rewire the entire house and, surprise surprise, the new plug doesn't fit into any of our existing sockets.
Except the ones that only run on 240v. For these we have two options. Either pack them away in the cupboard for the next four years and buy a local version, or else use a step-up/down transformer. We've actually ended up doing both and both have been a qualified success.
Not all the electronic stuff is the same however. The DVD player and the Wii only run at 240v so they need transforming. This is fine as they don't really draw that much power and the rather expensive and somewhat ugly transformers you can pick up out here will do the job no problem. So far I've bought three and one of them is still going strong after eight months - the other two fell victim to a combination of overwork and user incompetence. And this would be a good point to remind anyone reading this for hints before moving out here... READ THE INSTRUCTIONS VERY CAREFULLY - even if they're written in portuguese. They only plug in one way round. And if you start to get the melting plastic smell, it's probably a good idea to unplug.
And then there's the TV. We also knew before coming out that the TV wouldn't work out here as it was PAL and the system in Brazil is NTSC and anyway, our nice landlord left us with not one but five televisions and a sixth would have just been showing off. But, it's not just the TV of course. It's the DVD player as well. And the Wii. They also run on the PAL system - and they're much more fussy when it comes to running at a different frequency. We spent six months playing black and white and flickering games on the Wii and only watching DVDs on the computer before I bought my magic box of miracles. I've written about this before (back in January's "Home again, home again" post) so I won't go into details here, but it really is a fabulous piece of kit - and it even runs on 110v, 127v and 240v!
As mentioned earlier, the other solution to all these problems is simply to buy locally and we probably would have done a lot more of this if things hadn't been so stupidly expensive over here. But they are, so we didn't. As it is we've ended up having to buy a few things we really couldn't do without and I would be doing the Brazilian manufacturing industry a disservice if I said they were all rubbish, but it would have been nice if some of them could perhaps have lasted a little longer before falling apart.
But anyway, 110v is just rubbish. Our newest kettle takes so long to boil I quite often forget I've actually put it on, and as the automatic off switch packed up shortly after we bought it, it has, on occasion, merrily boiled itself dry before I remember. Our hair clippers struggles to cope with giving me even a modest trim every three months or so, despite the fact that (apparently) I'm nowhere near as 'full on top' as I once was, but it just gives up the ghost completely when we put it anywhere near the children's abundant thatch. And as for the fan heater...
Still, I really shouldn't complain. So what if it takes me a little bit of scrabbling around on my hands and knees and a bucket-full of different adaptors to get my stuff connected? At least we actually have electricity, which millions of Brazilians still don't, and we haven't even had any power cuts for, oh, weeks now!
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
But we found it in the end. It's a stunning enough site anyway, but became even more famous when it was used for one of the scenes in Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves with Kevin Costner and Morgan Freeman.
And here it is in all its glory.
So we did all this, and more, and shopping as well. Not bad for little over a week really. No wonder I now feel like I need a holiday to recover. Still, the boys are back at school now so I have my days to myself and plenty of time for all my little projects. After such a long break I was wondering how I would feel coming back to São Paulo and the truth is I was pleasantly surprised by how much it now feels like home. One week back and it's as if I never left.
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
When we were thinking of going back to Europe over the winter almost everyone we spoke to told us we should go for longer. Because there is really nothing to recommend São Paulo in the winter. At least in Europe the cold, miserable bit has Christmas to keep you busy and give the holiday some sense of purpose. Here there's nothing. And worse, it's nothing in a cold city, in a cold concrete house designed to keep you cold whenever possible. Louvered windows that are fixed open and no central heating may seem like brilliant ideas when it's 35 degrees, but not when it's down to single figures. Honestly, when I was thinking about living in Brazil I never thought my most treasured possession was going to be a hot-water bottle.
As it was, we didn't spend that much time here after all and we've just arrived back from three weeks 'up north', divided pretty much evenly between England and Ireland so that both sets of grandparents could be given their dose of rarely-seen grandchildren. For now I'll just stick to Ireland and the England bit can wait till next week.
Home in Ireland is a lovely little seaside town called Bray, about ten miles down the coast from Dublin. To compare it to Rio de Janeiro is perhaps stretching things slightly, but it does possess a nice long beach and is surrounded by mountains. And it even has its own version of Corcovado.
|Corcovado! - if you look really carefully.|
The other thing we always have to do whenever we're in Bray over the summer is visit the funfair that sets up along the seafront. And when I say visit, what I actually mean is visit every day, sometimes twice, and stay for as long as it takes for two budding adrenalin junkies to work their way through all the money I have in both pockets. Still, I was happy enough to pay the money just so long as I didn't have to share the rides.
Sadly, ten days didn't seem like nearly enough time for all the stuff we wanted to do and all the people we wanted to see, but we did at least manage to convince some of the adventurous aunties and uncles to come and pay us a visit over here - although for some reason they all said they'd prefer to meet us in Rio rather than come over to São Paulo. I wonder why?