This weekend, I got to be a tourist in Brasil along with a healthy dose of my Canadian crew from Vancouver. Camstine (aka my brother Cameron and his girlfriend Christine) and my friend Trevor all descended upon Brazil for holidays and so there was only one destination that would do. Rio de Janeiro or bust!
And despite having visited Rio four times, I had never completed one of the important tourist visits to Pão de Açúcar (Sugarloaf mountain). While each time I’ve visited Rio, I’ve intended to visit the very cool Pão de Açúcar by bondinho (little gondola), somehow or other I never quite made it. In the same vein of trying to get to the Panama Canal, my good intentions were always over-ruled by a beautiful day at the beach, another bottle of wine at Hotel Santa Teresa or some other great pastime to while the day away. And such is the Carioca life! I think I could adjust to their beach-bound lifestyle. But, all good things and great weekends must come to an end eventually, and so here I am back to the grind in now-chilly Sao Paulo.
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