Ah Brazil, the land of beautiful bodies, crazy parties and many, many people. Rio de janeiro After two long flights and a seven hour stopover at Sao Paulo airport, finally made it to my hotel in Rio de janeiro. Up to my airconditioned room where I was greeted by my new room mate, a great aussie chick, Liesel, who was to become my future tent buddy and a great friend on my up and coming 7 week tour of South America. The next few days in Rio were a blur of street parties, dancing, men on buses wearing nothing but jocks, locals on the beach wearing skimpy bikinis, crazy football games, urine smelling streets, homeless people sleeping on cardboard boxes in every nook and cranny, transvestites in mini skirts, keeping money safe in bras and avoiding
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