The word means hose. What this has to do with the name of a samba school, I have no idea. Maria and I picked this school because it’s parade slot was at a decent hour for us old folk at 11:10 p.m. and because we like the colors of the school (pink and green). The colors of the school have nothing to do with the colors of the costumes. Everyone, from the milk man to the hairdresser, is impressed at our choice. Cheering for a samba school is second only to cheering for a soccer team in Brazil; loyalty is essential. The Mangueira samba school won the first Carnaval parade competition in the early 1930s.
The photo above gives you the idea of the type of costumes we will be wearing. I am not posting the actual costume because then Mr. Understanding and his friend, the Orthodontist, might not get on the plane for Rio, let alone don the costumes. Suffice it to say, the costumes will be big. Lots of caipirinhas have been promised to alleviate any possible embarrassment. They say alcohol impairs one’s judgment, a fact Maria and I are banking on.
Click on this link to see the actual costume possibilites: http://www.mangueira.com.br/2007/Fantasia.asp?id=6788&
Maria and I really wanted figurino #30 costumes but they were sold out. I am not telling which ones were selected but, please, by all means, submit your vote. Mr. Understanding will be delighted with your selection.