...and get down.
OK so after Mendoza and Bariloche - still trying to decide whether I like Mendoza - diary will follow later on - but for now, all I care about is that I am in Rio. The moment I saw the meandering rivers on landing, and the moment I literally stepped foot in this amazing city, I have been in love.
I am in love with Rio de Janeiro.
Now look, I have had two caipirinhas on Copacabana Beach. I am staying a block away from the beach, and they serve them in little stalls alongside a setting resplendent of mountains filled with, like, lush jungle and favelas or slums dotting these mountains, but seriously, I am absolutely struck by this place. I have always wanted to go to Brazil, and especially Rio. And now am in a caipirinha´d awe-struck daze, whistling to myself The Girl From Ipanema.
You talk to yourself a lot when travelling alone. I miss Dad, but this is an experience I tell ya.
I am in love.