Landing on my feet again
August 8th 2008 The plane to Rio was delayed by three hours, so I had the dubious pleasure of arriving in Rio at 1:00am!
I had organized a Hotel in an outer area up a gigantic hill called Santa Teresa, an arty community perched above a favella. I had passed through it on my way to the Cristo statue thing on my first visit to Rio.
I paid for a radio taxi, the safest option, but we got hopelessly lost trying to
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