We got on the bus and had a reasonable journey back to BH (apart from the overheating alarm going off and us having to slow right down each time we started to go up a hill). We arrived at the bus station and went to get tickets for the bus to the airport (our hotel is near the airport - we have an early start). We'd missed one by five mins and didn't fancy hanging around BH bus depot for an hour for the next one. So we got a taxi to our hotel.
Our driver was rubbish. Capping off a really annoying journey, where I had to tell him where to go all the time (like I knew!) he then tried to stiff us into paying for him to go back too. This is quite a common tourist scam and we were foolish to not check with him when we got in that we'd just be paying the fare on the meter. (In our defence, we've not had a single driver try this on us all trip and so we kind of got a bit lax about it.) After making it clear to the bloke that we weren't born yesterday and a masterful stroke of command by T, demanding - and getting - our bags from the boot so that we weren't held hostage to his outrageous demands, we ended with a compromise that suited neither of us. He got an extra tenner from us, but that was nothing compared to what he demanded. He stayed around the hotel lobby bemoaning to anyone who would listen (precisely nobody) for a bit, then drove off.
We checked in.
The room was OK, just. The road outside was busy and noisy; the hot water wasn't; the food was about 90% salt; the "Games Room" had a concrete floor and was directly above our room and the corridors seemed to echo and magnify any sound. Including people leaving at 4:00 am.
And it rained all night.
We got a reasonably priced cab to the airport and boarded our flight to Salvador. Even the possibility of seeing Brasilia from the air was ruled out by the appalling weather we had. We weren't in the best of moods as we arrived at Salvador airport and collected our luggage.
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