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Published: June 14th 2017
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James was awake with the dawn this morning!! God knows why, but the view out of our window was beautiful! After he had had a shower, he was bouncing off the walls so went to forage for breakfast whilst I eventually came around!
Breakfast consisted of Ačai juice (an amazon fruit..... Blooming lovely!) and a bacon and chicken sandwich which was blooming huge!!! Job was a gooden! We proceeded to unpack, sort out washing now we were staying somewhere long enough to dry it and there was a knock on the door from the company who were taking us on the favela tour in the afternoon! We showed him the email but said give us 5 mins and we can be ready.... But a min later after a phone call he apologised and said they would pick us up in the afternoon as planned!
After all our stuff was sorted it was time to go scouting for the metro station and a supermarket (well the local equivalent!) on route we saw a poor homeless man, naked, facing the wall with a towel round this shoulders, covered in sores. Bless him. We found the metro and sussed out the pricing and
From the bottom
The blue tall building above James' head is where we started how it all worked, and then found our road with the shop on! Happy days! Armed with bread, Nutella, peach juice and washing powder, we returned to the flat to do the washing!! Boy was some of it MUCKY!!!
After lunch ( healthy bread and Nutella!!) we headed out to meet the tour guide (who's name escapes me!) to go to Rochina, a favela in western rio. I was a little apprehensive and only took my small camera with me and about £10 money just incase!!! The minibus dropped us at the top of the hill and we walked to the bottom to meet it again!
We managed to get up high both at beginning and end, just to see the vastness of where 78000 people live. All stacked ontop of each other and houses collapsing under the weight above daily. We had a little samba production by some of the children which was pretty awesome.... Video uploaded when I get home!! People selling cakes and jewellery to try and make the most of the tourists. Most the children waved and said hello as we passed them in the narrow, sometimes dark alleys. The younger men called the girls with blonde
hair 'Linder' which means beautiful and one even yelled show us your boobs.... Not sure the two blonde Aussie girls were overly impressed!!! The smell was certainly an interesting one, open sewers generally are.... But it was not as bad as I had imagined. At the bottom of the town there was a new bridge in the shape of a ladies bottom as the favelas are where carnival started and it represents a lady dancing samba!
On return to the flat, we needed to go on a mission for wifi to attempt to find location of where we pick up the sambadrome tickets for Sunday! Wifi is harder to find here than in Iran!!! We tried a Starbucks in the shopping mall but it didn't want to connect.... So cheekily in a waterstones equivalent, we looked on an iPad that was connected as a display model and took a photo of the map on James' phone!!!
We had tea in Fran's cafe.... Which consisted of a toastie and a green apple drink which was a shade of radioactive!!!
Time to chill and get ready for the day at the beach as long as the thunderstorm is over and the rain that bought the
muggyness has gone for a while!!
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