Trip Start Feb 15, 2011
24Trip End Apr 19, 2011
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Rio is an amazing city which needs much more time than four days to come to terms with. Rio bus drivers who all seem to have aspirations to drive for Ferrari ensuring the streets have a feeling of disorganised chaos. Everywhere is busy and bustling. But it's only when you have looked down on the city from one of the high mountains that you really get it.
Rio bins are so orange. Is there any local authority in UK with such bright orange wheelie bins. Also still trying to come to terms with the view from the window. Two days ago it was grey sky and damp garden. Now its Copocabana Beach and the South Atlantic.
But these Brazilians are devils for keep fit. There's a constant procession of the young, old, fit and infirm jogging, sprinting, cycling and waddling along the sand. Even the bike track has a turning circle at each end and regular distance markers so you can max out without missing any beach action. And we have to say that some of the bodies are impressive ... although there are plenty that restore your faith in a diet consisting entirely of beer and pasta!
OK so the sights - Sugarloaf Mountain and El Christo de Redenter (Christ the Redeemer) are must sees - just look at the pictures. Both give a near 360degree view across Rio, the sea and the mountains. Truely the most dramatic views you are ever likely to get of a city. Throw in a couple of cable car rides, a tricky little rack railway and a chaotic busride and you've got a great couple of trips out! But ... don't go to El Christo in the morning - loads of tours squeeze you into the corners!
And lets not forget the beaches. We've wandered Copocabana listening out for Barry Manilow and searched in vain for the girl from Ipanema. But in the end the surf and sand, the Caipirinha and the chopp (thats draft beer) are more than enough. Went in the sea yesterday to make sure I could add the South Atlantic to my list of oceans and got completely wiped out by enormous waves which just appear from nowhere, peak and crash on top of you. Sue held the flipflops and towels.
Off on our Intrepid travels tomorrow (Saturday) heading for the wilds of Brazil so not sure when we will blog again.