Rio, Rio, Rio. What a place, after another 27 hour slog on a bus, we missed Flamengo Vs Sao Paulo. Took us three hours to get through bloody border police due to some idiots who weren´t allowed in so had to sit, for three hours slowly realising that the game was slowly drifting away. Worse still was speaking to all the guy in the bar when they got back telling us just how great it was! Moan aside it was a thew best place so far. We met up with Julio´s daughter Luine and her boyfriend diego for a local night out which was great, though took a while to get used to the ticket system in clubs. You get a ticket when you go in, don´t pay for any drinks just get a mark on
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