Perhaps I spoke too soon about my love for Brazil…
The taxi that I was traveling in from the Sao Paulo airport to the city got trapped in a protest in middle of the highway. Residents from the slums were protesting an earlier police raid by closing down the highway and setting fire to and throwing objects at civilian cars.
We got stopped just 15 feet away from the front of the protest where a car was set ablaze. The incoming traffic trapped us in the thick of the action, where a wooden pole was thrown at my taxi, and shattered the windshield.
I was able to contact my parents (via the Nextel international walkie-talkie that I luckily had set up specifically for the trip) who sent a letter into the Rebbe’s Ohel. Thank G-d, we miraculously escaped from the entire ordeal unharmed…the full details of which I’ll save for another time.
When the police arrived (after we escaped by driving off the side of the highway) it apparently got even worse, a bomb went off and injured a number of the policemen on the scene.
Here are some newspaper photos of the violence on the main highway connecting the city of Sao Paulo to its international airport.
Front page of the Sao Paulo Newspaper: