goodbye to de jefe, for that matter mexico and central america!
sao paulo airport fills me with comfort and dread, the familiarity of disorganisation all around, a token israeli and the words caiprinha and samba flying around but i cannot speak a word of portugese and suddenly realise how much my spanish had come on from talking quite freely to an array of blank faces and i´m once more a gibbering wreck like 3 months before.
well after battling my way through the streets of rio to find a well hidden hostel and eventually meet raech after a wee mix up with plane times! i arrive...Rio; sequins, tassels, beautiful people and beach again at last!
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