Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
So much to tell, so little energy to even choose a photo wisely. I’m writing this post at the end of another phenomenal day that I don’t have the wherewithal to tell you about so I’ll just give you the bottom line with another IOU for further and better particulars.
I’m in Rio de Janeiro at another beautiful boutique hotel with the big Jesus looking down on me, a favela party going off up the hill competing with the sounds of crickets reminding me that we’re surrounded by lush rainforest. Add to that, I flew across the Andes not once, but twice today to be here!
Hopefully you can appreciate that the very idea of all of that is exhausting, never mind that the day began at 4.00am with another heartbreaking farewell as I waved Rachael off in Mendoza.
Then there were two…
Wishing you all a happy easter and anzac day where applicable.