In February of last year, on the last day of my trip to Rio de Janeiro, I had the entire day to myself. I spent the morning riding skycars up to the Sugar Loaf Mountain and traipsing around a series of fetching wooded paths populated by tiny monkeys the size of squirrels. In the afternoon,…
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Just a Few More Pictures
The End of my Rio Trip
My two days off in Rio – bullet point and run-on sentence style: A hungover taxi ride up a mountainside to Santa Teresa – my tender stomach will not recover from this for hours. We go shopping for souvenirs and generally wander. It is the most delightful little quiet hilltop neighborhood. Beautiful murals, weathered and…
More on Rio
Rio seems a million miles away, but here are my collected memories from the trip. I just ate half a block of Velveeta and drank a glass of white wine, so I’m ready to write this thing before it flies out of my brain. Here’s hoping I’ve only retained the best ones, and only lost…
Snippets of Rio
A few snippets, and a few pictures, until I have time for a more proper update. I toddle and trip over a mile of mosaic cobblestone sidewalks to my metro stop, then climb aboard the women-only car, which is painted pink. On the other side I end up exiting the metro from a different exit…