Rio is loco

After a mammoth journey via New York and Sao Paulo we finally touched down in Rio. Things didn´t start too well and never really improved much during our stay in Rio either. I´m just not a massive fan of big cities these days, neither of us are.

Straight after we arrived at our hostel we threw down our bags and headed straight for the Copacabana, one of the most recognisable beaches in the world. It was cracker day and the beach was packed. We were both pleasantly surprised. The beach really seems to play an integral part in the lives of a Rio de Janerion(?). The water was freezing but refreshing.

But then the weather turned and it would be the start of about 5 straight days of rain. We visited Ipanema beach, the Corcovado, where the famous Christ the Redeemer statue sits aloft, but unfortunately the visibility was ZERO and we could barely see the end of our own fingers it was so cloudy. Disappointing. Then we went on to the Maracana Football Stadium (home of Flamego Football), the place where they have Carnaval and finally Sugar Loaf mountain, which to me was the highlight because we could see a bit more from there. Rio is an incredibly picturesque city.

One of the nights we went to a Samba party on the outskirts of Rio (pic3). It was one of the craziest experiences of our lives but I´ll explain more another time when I´m less stressed from this computer I´m typing on.

PS Brad, we had a meat Rodizio and it was excellent, although at times I wasn´t sure of what meat I was eating!