We got up at a sensible time and trolled down to the bus station to pick up our bus to Rio. After helping to avoid a near disaster (some silly tourist standing in the way of a bus) we boarded the bus. The first thing that struck us was the other passengers. Gone was the Argentine reserve, in its place was the party spirit.
We stopped at a service station and got food and provisions. We saw Sao Paulo through sleepy eyes and finally arrived in the main bus station in Rio at a reasonable time (1pm).
Our Bus
Watching our possessions like hawks, we got a taxi to our hotel. As we passed through the streets of Rio at speeds approaching Earth Orbit escape velocity, we saw some of the sights we had only seen on TV or in magazines. Christ the Redeemer was clearly visible, rising above the streets.
We passed through endless tunnels and ended up at our hotel. The beach across the street was stunning. There were people surfing and playing volleyball - just like you might expect. There were a few too many blokes in Speedos for the common good though.
The Beach in Rio
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