September 12, 2011

We Moved (Again)

Hello family, friends and thousands of faithful worldwide followers (o.k. an exaggeration but one can dream). We moved... again! In case you're thinking, "Didn't those Joneses just move to Brazil? They moved again?" that would be YES! We moved to Brazil in July and just moved (again) to our PERMANENT HOME in São Paulo, sadly leaving behind our temporary flat smaller than an average American garage. We're presently in the thick of unpacking with a seemingly endless amount to go but don't mistake this comment as a complaint. I'm not complaining but rather rejoicing, largely because our container didn't sink in the middle of the Atlantic! I haven't seen some of our beloved stuff in more than 2 years (i.e. holiday decorations) because we left most of our possessions in Salt Lake City when we moved to Boston in 2009. Because of this unpacking feels like a mix between an awesome garage sale and Christmas morning. Also thank you Opa Davis for all the hand-me-downs, I'm confident you single-handedly furnished 75% of our home. Lucky for us you have good taste!

I L-O-V-E organizing so unpacking (not to be mistaken with cleaning) is fun for neurotic people like me. For the time being I'm taking a short hiatus from blogging to let my inner-OCD tendencies roam free organizing and getting settled into our new neighborhood. Happy unpacking and see you next month! 

September 4, 2011

Stomatitis Strikes the Joneses

 Dear God: The next time I secretly wish for a decreased appetite please don't take me so seriously ...


You might recall in my last update that I briefly shared (make that over-shared) about our family's health since arriving in Brazil, in particular that our mouths hurt. It appears titling that post "the good, bad and ugly" wasn't far from the truth because Porter and I in fact both contracted a nasty and painful virus called stomatitis, estomatite in Portuguese. What an unattractive sounding word, it sounds like some kind of plague and there were moments I was convinced it was indeed just that. Also do not, I repeat DO NOT google image this condition! The pictures scared me to death and look absolutely nothing like what we experienced, in fact when we peeked inside our mouths nothing seemed amiss, it just hurt like h*ll. Let it also be known this virus is as common in the U.S. as it is in Brazil. You can get it anywhere, it's not a dramatic Amazonian jungle disease so don't panic if you live in Brazil or plan to visit. I do however recommend refraining from sharing our cups, utensils and toothbrushes. We probably shouldn't kiss mouth-to-mouth in the coming weeks either, sorry to disappoint.
Uplifting artwork compliments of Tea Cozy.
P.S. We DON'T have the plague, I'm just inappropriately sarcastic.   

It started two weeks ago when Porter complained of having a bad case of canker sores. He hardly ate all week because of his discomfort but didn't think much of it because he and his siblings frequently get crankers. Sorry babe if this was a family secret. Then last weekend I noticed my mouth felt weird and cottony (is that a word?) but I blamed it on the salty feijoda we ate earlier that day (I'm usually dehydrated after eating out in São Paulo because there's no drink refills. Hate that!) The next day my tongue was very sensitive and by Tuesday there was significant pain and my mouth felt uncomfortably warm. Food had no flavor and was downright unenjoyable because of the discomfort in my mouth. Wednesday the intensity increased 10 times over and my mouth was on fire, like a jalapeño had been rubbed on the entire surface! Moving my tongue to drink, talk or even swallow was excruciatingly painful and eating was downright torture. My personal physician who's coincidentally my husband and the original family stomatitis suspect diagnosed my condition as a virus (what's funny is he still thought he only had cankers). He said unfortunately the only thing that heals a virus is time. Do nothing and wait until it goes away? Sounds like an enjoyable way to spend the next week!

I lamented about my ailing mouth with my dentist friend Fernanda and she instantly knew I had stomatitis (truthfully this was the first time I ever heard of this common virus). She recommended a medicated mouth wash to help alleviate some pain but confirmed that unfortunately there's no medication or cure. I went online to WebMD and every description of stomatosis matched my symptoms. Despite practically panting like a dog by day 4 (your welcome for the attractive mental image), I felt relieved that this uncomfortable party happening inside my mouth had a name and no dad, it's not jungle mouth nor is it contracted through bad water.

There's two types of stomatitis viruses, one is contagious and one is not. Porter and I swap spit on a daily basis so it's no surprise it passed between us and based on my limited reading it's more common in kids and people who suffer from cankers or suppressed immune systems. It appears little Po dodged the bullet and I plead daily in fervent prayer it stays that way--I shudder to imagine how a toddler would handle it. I continue boiling and sanitizing everything before it goes in his mouth and haven't kissed him all week. I miss kissing my baby.

Today is the best I've felt in a week and Porter still has a some minor discomfort but can almost taste food again. I think we're on the mends which is good because we'll need our energy this Thursday. Why? We're moving to our new apartment! The apartment contract was finally signed last Friday and the painters will finish on Tuesday thanks to an enticing bonus as added incentive. Wednesday is Brazil's National Independence Day so Thursday is THE DAY. After more than seven weeks in a hotel in addition to three weeks as vagabonds in Utah, we almost have a place to call home in Brazil.

August 29, 2011

6 Weeks: The Good, The Bad & the Ugly

This previous weekend marked our 6-week anniversary moving to São Paulo (P.S. I'm really into milestones). Since the last update little Po and I survived one week ALONE when Porter went to the US and collectively all 3 of us have been sick since day 4. We're convinced our immune systems are acclimating to new Brazilian bugs because holy smokes, one of us is constantly sick! Right now little Po has no voice and both Porter and I have painful tiny bumps on our tongues. Sorry, TMI? Come to think our friends said, "always wash your produce in water treated with special chlorine drops and never plain tap water." Hmm, maybe that's why? 

I sometimes feel slightly directionless living in a hotel but the good news is acclimating has been about 80% ups to 20% downs, however for little Po I think it's more 65/35 which tugs at my mommy heartstrings. He non-coincidentally morphed into a cuddler the moment we arrived (imagine our surprise, this kid abandoned cuddling when he went mobile at 8 months) and sadly there isn't the usual array of activities he enjoys. No playgrounds or day-to-day toddler friends to see (but he has new friends we go visit), just mom, some toys, cable tv and the ipad. It's not a good thing when your toddler is the household Angry Birds expert. 
Initially little Po was his happy self but I think his little spark sometimes feels snuffed when he can't get his wiggles out. Don't misunderstand, we love São Paulo but it's not easy getting around or particularly safe so I'm hesitant tromping around alone without a car. We're working on that puzzle piece but in the interim I feel a tad like a caged bird. I'm not lazy, complaining or looking for pity, just stating facts. I hesitate sharing these minor hardships because I worry it makes Brazil sound scary and "Third World" (which it's NOT!) or makes Porter seem like the bad guy for bringing us here. He didn't offer bribes although looking back I should've seized the opportunity. It was a mutual decision and now he juggles a crazy schedule + a crazy wife. I feel guilty about the times I've been crabby, he deserves better. I think I've eased up lately? I hope so.
I smiled when a piece of Boston found me on my way to the US Embassy to file little Po's paperwork so he isn't deported. Good news, he can stay!
Allow me to stress that every expat's experiences moving to São Paulo drastically vary and contrary to what seems like "whoa is me" I truthfully feel grateful for our temporary albeit humble abode. I know expats in São Paulo who lived in flats for 2 months then moved into their permanent homes with rental furniture and waited for their containers another 4-6 months. Other expats we know moved directly into their apartments in July with only inflatable mattresses, no furniture or appliances and are still waiting for customs to release their containers. I don't actually know anyone whose container arrived in Brazil before them but it's certainly not out of the realm of possibility if it's shipped early enough. Generally I've heard it takes 8-12 weeks to ship containers from the States but ours was both shipped and released from customs in only 6 weeks. Our shipping company is awesome! (No free-99 advertising here so contact me if you'd like more information). 

So why after 6 weeks do we still live in a flat? Yes we both selected an apartment and our container is waiting in storage but bureaucracy rigamarole between our lawyer and the apartment owner Ricardo is keeping the contract in limbo. We're not in jeopardy of losing the apartment it's just a matter of WHEN we can move in. Initially we planned to move in August 15 and now September 1 but who knows, it could change again. Although it doesn't make the situation less annoying I expected roadblocks and am not surprised there's a hang up. 

In the Interim ...
Experts say "embracing change and establishing a routine" are the keys to expat success! So I have, starting with scheduling in military time. 
(P.S. I hate military time! I'm completely incapable of telling time in Brazil.)
7:00 - This was my workout time but the only treadmill at the hotel tragically broke 2 weeks ago with no apparent sign of being repaired. I check everyday, I miss you exercise ...
8:00 to 12:00 - Get Porter off to work, breakfast, playtime, ipad and undoubtedly some Disney Channel (in Portuguese, it makes me feel less guilty).
12:00 to 15:00 - Books, quiet time and glorious naps during which I write, read, and peruse my favorite websites, how I love NM Mid-Day Dash, Gilt, Ruelala & Zulily ... wait, that is IF the internet is working. I had better success getting an internet connection in India than São Paulo, one of the largest cities in the WORLD! What's up with that?
15:00 to 19:00 - Meet up with friends, go to the mall for treats and grocery shopping, play soccer in the hotel courtyard or when it's cold like last week, barricade ourselves inside with movies, treats and nerf balls. 
19:00 to 21:00 - Porter comes home and I prepare dinner in my cold-war era kitchen where I've learned the true meaning of improvisation. Diapers as oven mitts, pot lids as baking sheets, forks as spatulas, no hot water or microwave plus the oven is so fabulous that I successfully both burned and undercooked a batch of brownies in the same pan. It's a little like camping.
21:00 - Nighty night little Po, sweet dreams.
21:00 to 22:30 - Adult time which generally results in watching a fascinating program about the assassination attempts on Hitler or making of Bugatti Veyrons. Couples with children are SO predictable!
Like my baking sheets? They're pot lids. Diapers also make excellent oven mitts but watch out, extreme heat burns through. Notice anything else? Porter brought me PAM from the US! That stuff is worth its' weight in gold, I can't fathom life without it.

TGIF: Thank Goodness it's Friday!
The beauty of our weekend routine is there ISN'T ONE! We do whatever, whenever and sometimes live on the edge and forego little Po's naps. I know, we're daredevils. Porter's job is demanding but fortunately his weekends are 100% free, which is typical in Brazil. Brazilians work long weekday hours and then totally unplug on weekends. The weekends are so much fun which is motivating when I get a little lonesome during the week.  

I love going out on the weekends because restaurants are bustling with action and filled to capacity. Brazilians like reconnecting with family and friends on the weekends over festive meals and we meet up with friends or are invited to their family functions. There hasn't been a typical weekend other than some how it revolves around people and food--brunch, birthdays, wedding showers, charity benefits, family get-togethers and large meals involving lots of beef or pizza (São Paulo & NYC are the largest consumers of pizza in the world, even more than Rome. There are more than 6,000 pizzerias in São Paulo!) I also love walking with my boys to the Casablanca bakery near our flat for fresh breakfast rolls that we pair with salami and cremoso. Delisiosos! 
Believe it or not these colorful pictures are from a children's cancer benefit at a brewpub in São Paulo last weekend. There were 500+ people, kids dancing to the live Samba band and more varieties of Feijoada than I knew existed--THE cultural dish of Brazil. It was tons of fun yet very significant because sweet Lorenzo (pictured below) is on the mends from Retinoblastoma, a rare form of eye cancer that only strikes children under 5 (if you follow the Jazz or Lakers, it's the same cancer Derek Fisher's daughter had and Lorenzo was in fact treated by the same oncologists in NYC). Lorenzo is the son of our good friends Cristiane and Daniel (Porter works with Cris and they also live at our new condominio complex. They also have an adorable daughter named Karolina--Brazilian names are so pretty!) Lorenzo is possibly the most sweet natured baby I've met and after aggressive chemo is cancer free!!! Despite this difficult year they insisted on taking us under their wing and helped with so many logistics. I love this family and am thrilled to live near them very soon.
Big and little Po with Karolina and one of the sweet cancer patients honored at the benefit.
Happy 3rd Birthday to little Po's buddy Jack!
Despite its amateur appearance this picture was a significant challenge to capture.
Stephanie's 25th birthday brunch at Padaria Leticia with American expat friends, from left to right: Erin, me, Asialene, Erika and Stephanie (picture taken without permission from ThingsDaily.com, thanks Steph!)
Weekends with our Brazilian friends appropriately named the Pythons. Lunch at Bianca's mom's home, hot chocolate at Nopenhagen (the best!), little Po's first experience trying fresh coconut water and açaí pulp ice cream (David's favorite treat growing up in the Brazil, little Po loved it!) and in typical Brazilian fashion, some serious protein for dinner.
HBS Section-B Reunion
Jorge, David and Porter were sections mates at business school and it was great fun getting the gang together while Jorge was in São Paulo for business. We went to Fogo de Chão for dinner, voted the BEST churrascaria in São Paulo. It didn't disappoint--the best Pão de Queijo ever that were 3x's the size of ordinary Pão de Queijo! Obviously the meat was great but I'm all about carbs.
Thanks for "sticking" around 'til the end! Until next time I leave you with a tribute to Brazilian ingenuity.

August 24, 2011

Cultural Training 101

International Business and Globalization of the Firm were my favorite classes during business school at Westminster College. I loved the content and professor, she had very interesting insight about different cultures and expatriation and because of her influence I have a huge soft spot for the Lost Boys of Sudan and still enjoy the Geert Hofstede website. I remember her stories working abroad in Asia, such as when as project manager she watched from the the sidelines while her team negotiated a contract with an Asian firm (I'm purposefully leaving the exact country unnamed). Normally she would do the talking but strategically placed her male team members at the center of the discussions. Why? Because these businessmen wouldn't take negotiations seriously coming from a woman, even an American woman where it's not only normal but expected. It's not fair but it's not America, it's "somewhere in Asia" and if you want to be effective there you need to think and act accordingly. Fortunately Brazil has very strong gender equality but my professor's experience reminds me Brazil isn't America (no duh Maike!) and sometimes I'll need to bite my careless American tongue when something happens that makes me want to shout, "Hey, that's not fair! That's not how we do it in America!"
Before moving to Brazil I was fairly confident in my cultural awareness and coping skills. I moved to Boston from Utah with a newborn, traveled to 25 countries and come from a broken family--kids with divorced parents have enviable copying mechanisms. We've lived in Brazil a whopping 5 weeks and sometimes I'm confident the adjustment is taking shape at a normal pace and other moments I feel directionless and wonder, "Have I accomplished an inch?" Jevan and Ryan, one of my favorite couples we met living in Boston sent us a thoughtful email that I found insightful. "Everything you're experiencing emotionally is completely normal - give yourself the space to both be excited about your new life and grieve the one you left behind." J&R were expats in China for 3+ years and I take their counsel to heart. (Side Note: Thank you everyone who recently sent kind cards and emails, I love you for it!)
There's been occasions I lack patience and find something annoying or perplexing, like when store clerks continue talking louder and slower after I said I don't understand Portuguese, as if by doing so I will absorb their words through osmosis. Or why people seem to stare when I'm out with little Po, generally after I open my mouth. Porter said it's because Brazilians find Americans interesting but I also learned culturally they don't think it's rude to stare. I'm unsure if there's anything more faux pas than staring at someone in the US! It's also a difficult landscape to navigate as a non-Portuguese speaker. NO ONE speaks English although there's a big push to teach English so this will change in 10-20 years. For these reasons I eagerly anticipated the Global Line culture training Einstein coordinated just for us, we are after all the organization's first and only expats. Wahoo to being first! I was really excited for a break from the ordinary but more so the topic at hand. It was like stepping back in time to business school only more pertinent this time around.

"It's not better, it's not worse, it's just different."
Our trainer's insight about comparing Brazilian cultural differences to our own. I concur!
The training was helpful but bear in mind the miniscule insight we learned was 100% generalized and this can sometimes be perceived as offensive. Personally I don't like being generalized, like all Utahns are like this or all mormon moms are like that (the later being a particular pet peeve). It's also difficult to generalize Americans, we're a melting pot and vary greatly depending on our upbringing, beliefs and where in the country we call home. Do all Americans love supersize portions? OK bad example. Do all Americans love baseball, television, apple pie, BBQ and muscle cars? Personally I dislike pie and prefer football. Let's get personal for added measure. All Utahns love jell-o, skiing and come from huge mormon families. I'm a terrible skier and an only-child--take that stereotypes! It's clear generalizing can often make one look like an a**, that said here's a tidbit of what I learned about Brazilian culture.

Brazilians Value: 
People & Relationships (Americans value tasks. Brazilians are social and talk pleasantries before diving into business, Americans often find this unproductive)
Extended Family (Americans focus on nuclear family)
Need to Please--yes means yes/no/or maybe (Americans value honesty--yes means yes, no means no. Brazilians supposedly find this quality harsh and rude)
Expressing Emotion (think soccer matches!)
Nationalism (Americans are patriotic)
Interdependence (Americans are independent)
Collaboration & Collectiveness
Flexibilty

Brazilians Dislike:
Being called Latinos and collectively grouped with latin cultures
 When Americans compare Brazil to America--I'm working on this but for clarity it couldn't be avoided in this post!
Directness--can seem aggressive and arrogant (Never say no, beat around the bush. However it's perfectly acceptable to offer constructive criticism if a friend or family member gained weight and needs to lay off the Pão de Queijo)
Conflict--Brazil is geographically isolated (ocean, amazon) and because of this has a relatively peaceful history with no wars. This doesn't mean they didn't have colonization similar to the US, they just never fought back. 

Brazilian Cultural Qualities & Etiquette:
Pronounced class structure/hierarchy
Optimistic
Passive Decision-Makers
Lack of Planning--This stems from the warm climate and abundance of natural resources whereas colder regions culturally morphed into planners because of the need to prepare for winter. 
Value beauty and pride themselves in their appearance, typically dress elegantly for all night functions (always err on being overdressed to make a good impression).
Typically Arrive Late--30 min. late for dinner and meetings, 60 min. late for larger gatherings and parties (Sorry it's absolutely true!) On the flip-hand prepare to stay for many, many hours, especially at extended family functions. We went to a wedding shower on a Sunday afternoon that lasted 7+ hours to which our cultural trainer said, "That's all?"
In the words of little Po Brazil is "SOOO BIG!" Geographically it's the 5th largest country in the world. 
Just like the USA Brazil is huge, in fact every European country fits inside! Northern Brazilians are very different from southerners who are described as more patriotic and at one point wanted to become their own country ... hmm sounds familiar! São Paulo or "Paulistas" also have their own dynamic culture. They identify with NYC, are family-oriented and a heavily consumer driven city--think shopping, fashion and restaurants. São Paulo was voted World Capital of Gastronomy and has the largest private helicopter fleet in the world for all the big-wigs who are too important to wait in traffic. São Paulo is also massively diverse with the largest number of Japanese, Spanish, Lebanese, Italian and Portuguese descendants outside their respective countries.
The training focused heavily on the spouse because I'm the X-factor, only 25% of expats are defined as "successful" largely because the family doesn't adapt well. The working expat immediately walks into a network and routine whereas the spouse can feel isolated and perceive a loss of identity. This hasn't happened (yet) but I'll be in better shape when we're settled in our apartment and have a car, SP isn't a walking-friendly city (I'm not lazy, ask any Paulista!) I came away with some useful tools including my new "Point It" Dictionary and was encouraged to create an action plan--build a new routine, start postponed projects and be inquisitive, which I have been but can do more. Even though it's a lot to absorb I think the working expat doesn't get the credit they deserve. They have to deal with everything the spouse does PLUS adapt to a new work environment. That's a lot on one plate. Huge props to Porter who makes it looks so easy.
Love my Point It Dictionary! Never leave home without it or an iphone armed with Google Translate. NEVER!

August 17, 2011

House Hunters International: São Paulo

Great news! After visiting a handful of apartments over the span of 3 weeks our search for a new apartment is over--our offer for the penthouse at Quintas do Morumbi was accepted last week! Funny enough we picked the first apartment Porter ever saw in June. Isn't that how it goes, after trying on dozens of dresses the bride always picks the first one? Fortunately the apartment search is over but finalizing the rental contract with the owner is moving unsurprisingly slow thanks to Brazilian bureaucracy. All apartment contracts must be 30 months minimum and can take up to a month to finalize. Oiy vay! It's highly possible a Brazilian high school student could qualify easier than us because we have no credit history in Brazil or a foreigner RNE number yet. Our RNE interview is scheduled next month after which we can open bank accounts, credit cards and buy cars from dealerships. Until then cash is king! 

Although transiting from ordinary Americans to expats has had its share of nuisances, such as living in a hotel since July 16, overall we feel very fortunate. Customs released our container on Monday, only 6 weeks from when it was packed in Boston. In these parts that's lightning speed! Unfortunately it's now in storage for 2 weeks while the contract negotiation runs its course but it could be worse. We met two American expat families who won't have RNE's until October and are prohibited from shipping their containers because of it. We however shipped our container with only proof of a visa, no RNE, no questions asked (that I know of). These families won't have their containers until Christmas, imagine living without your belongings for 6 months! My theory is every foreigner receives a different application.
We hemmed and hawed between Quintas and other apartments in Panamby, a neighborhood we liked further from the hospital, but ultimately Quintas felt like the best place to plant our roots. One reason is we can practically wave to Porter at work from our deck! Quintas is less than 2km away from Einstein whereas Panamby is 5-7km. This doesn't sound far but in São Paulo every kilometer matters because traffic is insane. Avenida Giovanni Gronchi is the only main avenue in Morumbi that never touches a favela (ghettos), so it becomes a parking lot during traffic. Unfortunately Porter needs the Avenida to reach Panamby from the hospital, however to reach Quintas he can use less congested but safe roads. I'm not 100% positive it's necessary to always avoid the favelas but every Brazilian I know wouldn't fathom going within one block via car or foot, especially during non-daylight hours--never! Paranoid? Realistic? Possibly a little of both but we'll take their advice for now (I'll elaborate in more detail about favelas in the next post about our transition. It's a sad yet fascinating aspect of Brazilian cities).
The Winner, Quintas do Morumbi!
I'll post before and after pictures of the apartment after we unpack. Here's a peek until then.
Other reasons we love Quintas: It's a larger condominio complex with 11 towers and many expats and native Brazilians live there, including a great friend from Einstein and her family. São Paulo lacks many public parks so people largely use their residential grounds. This is why it's helpful to live in larger complexes, especially with kids. Quintas has playgrounds, pools, tennis courts, a gym, restaurant (they deliver!), hair and nail salon, and on-site lessons including swimming, soccer, tennis, martial arts and piano. Across the street are neighborhood bakeries, markets, a pharmacy, restaurants and Porto Seguro is close, the preschool we like for little Po. Convenience is a plus, especially since we'll share one car until next year and public transportation is terrible. Fortunately this is improving as Brazil prepares for the World Cup and Olympics. 
Living room, kitchen, bathroom and private rooftop deck with churassco BBQ and small swimming pool. 
The door by the stairs in the living room leads to the kitchen, laundry and maid's quarters. Kitchens and laundry rooms are always concealed in Brazilian homes because remember, everyone has a maid, very opposite than Americans where we love to show off those fancy kitchens with granite counter tops! The gal in the blue dress on the rooftop is Vilma, the home owner's maid. She's very sweet and we're going to interview her to possibly be our empregada and babá (maid/nanny). This is one aspect of Brazilian culture I'm very excited to embrace plus I think little Po will learn Portuguese faster interacting with a native speaker at home.
Ultimately we picked this penthouse because we love the bright and open layout when most Brazilian apartments tend to be segmented and choppy. It's on the 17th floor with completely unobstructed views of São Paulo, two levels and almost 3,000 sq. feet including 3 outdoor decks. We love the huge rooftop deck, big enough for dinner parties and little Po to get his wiggles out--we just wish we had known to bring patio furniture from the States (argh, that won't be cheap here!) The apartment is 4 bedrooms with a large open loft that makes it function like it has 5 bedrooms. I really wanted a guest room to welcome everyone who PROMISED to come visit. Ya'll better of not lied! I also can't get over how many bathrooms Brazilian homes have, this apartment being no exception. We have 6 bathrooms!!! Formal 1/2 bath for company, 2 master baths, 1 hallway full-bath, upstairs guest bath and maid's bath. No wonder everyone has a maid, I can't imagine cleaning that many bathrooms! I asked our realtors why Brazilians like bathrooms so much and they simply shrugged. I think they were equally perplexed that I found it odd because it's completely normal to them, you know, in case everyone needs to use the restroom at the exact same time. Although we obviously don't need 6 bathrooms, more bathrooms in general will be a welcomed change because all 4 of the homes we've lived in since 2003 only had one bathroom each. Yikes, this girl is ready for some counter space!

1st Runner-Up, Ventana Panamby
Foreign real estate is fascinating to us Americans, hence why shows like House Hunters are so popular so I thought I'd share pictures of other apartments we considered. This gem is called Ventana Panamby. I saw it alone with our agent Claudia but Porter never saw it because the owner was unwilling to compromise on the overpriced rent. If rent was reasonable I'm still unsure if we would have selected it because of the distance from the hospital, but it definitely would have been something to consider. The apartment was brand new with the best kitchen of everything I saw. It was also in Panamby, the lovely upscale neighborhood that's incredibly popular because of its' close proximity to downtown São Paulo, quiet(er) neighborhoods and green space.
These are various views of the 10th floor apartment, including the large windowed in deck (many Brazilians convert their decks into sunrooms with sliding windows), kitchen, grounds and city views from the apartment which were really pretty. Little Po was incredibly fascinated watching the world outside, so much he had a massive tantrum when it was time to leave. Although I'm aware Quintas doesn't look as "sexy" as Ventana, overall I'm really glad we went with the penthouse because it has more to offer and is less expensive so there's extra cash for an empregada :)

2nd Runner-up, Laercio Corte
This apartment was nice, but the aerial views from the apartment, playground and pool significantly clouded my judgement. I went alone with Claudia and liked it so much we returned with Porter who hated it and bestowed its' nickname "the house of seven horrors." It wasn't that bad but he was right, it lacked some important fundamentals. First, the kitchen was practically non-existent with only one short row of counter space. Again, I blame my infatuation with the non-essentials that I failed to notice the kitchen, or rather lack thereof. However, the apartment got the evil nickname because of the flooring, it was different in literally every room and it wasn't because of a color-blind remodel. We looked at 4 additional apartments at the complex and indeed, they ALL had the same strange flooring selection. It was as if the builder couldn't make up their mind and decided to install all their favorites. 
But this 26th floor apartment had many wonderful features. The complex was perched on a hill and had the most amazing views I've seen in São Paulo. I felt like a bird flying over the city, it was a tremendous wow-factor. The playground was also delightful and there was a group of little girls playing dollies with no parents or nannies in sight. You don't see this in Brazil, parents and mothers in particular are very overprotective so clearly this complex was  very safe (it was a smaller complex with no roads, Quintas is larger with one small road). Finally the indoor pool felt like a hotel, but alas, these are things we can live without.
Typical Brazilian style closets, always constructed covering an entire wall (not ideal for furniture placement ...)

3rd Runner-Up, Diego de Castilho
Oh Diego, you had so many things going for you making it tragic you were missing one key item: a playground. No playground, not even a little dinky one, nothing! It's sad considering the apartment had so many positives, above all motivated owners who had already moved to Rio and priced it to rent quickly. Too bad they couldn't talk to management about the kid-unfriendly grounds. The neighborhood and views of Panamby were outstanding as well as the updated details like crown molding, windowed-in deck, hardwoods floors that stretched the entire space (no weird choppy-choppy floors) and little Po loved the yellow bedroom with Lightning McQueen wall borders. It was also spacious, clean and bright but after strong consideration we decided this complex wasn't right for our little Po.   

4th Runner-Up, Fabio Lopes dos Santos Luz
This final apartment was fabulous with one small hiccup, it only had 3 bedrooms and the living/dining space was not large enough to incorporate an office so there was a dilehma--where to put a future baby Jones? (All the other apartments shown are 4 bedrooms). Although a baby isn't in the immediate forecast little Po will eventually be a big brother and then what, bunk beds? Moving is no fun that we decided to only do so when and a huge IF we buy an apartment in São Paulo. "Why not get a 4 bedroom in this complex?" you might ask. Two words: too expensive.
Hello brand new construction with gorgeous views of Panamby! How deliciously clean and perfect you are, with lovely swimming pools and exciting outdoor spaces sure to please your youngest residents. We liked so much about this complex, the outdoor spaces, indoor AND outdoor playgrounds and cleanliness of every square inch. Alas 3 bedrooms wasn't ideal long-term.
Thank you Claudia, Fabio and Erika, the three agents who patiently showed and sometimes re-showed us apartments. Especially Claudia P. with Imóveis no Morumbi who took us to 75% of the apartments including everything in this post but Quintas. Claudia was awesome and we not-so-secretly wish she had shown the penthouse at Quintas so she could receive the commission. If we ever actually buy an apartment in this city, I promise we'll call you!