Around 5.30 am on the 13th of June I woke up, after quite an uncomfortable night on the 20 hours long bus ride between Ilheus in Bahia and Rio de Janeiro, just in time to see the sun going up as we were driving over the bridge between Rio de Janeiro and Niterói. It was one of these magic moments when everything around you is quiet, apart from the humming sound from the engine of the bus, and you have the feeling of being the only person experiencing the city taking it’s first few breaths of the new day. Watching the silhouettes of Rio, the mountain peaks, the sea, the buildings, the beaches, and the forests I think I fell in love at once. For an active person like myself I had of course ended up
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