My last day in Rio de Janeiro, here’s some pictures. The first bunch taken wandering around the Santa Teresa area.
The tram viaduct.
And Ipanema beach.
Six days ago I arrived in Rio de Janeiro, a bit nervous about the tales of danger on the streets and beaches here. And while I’m still a bit wary, I’ve gone from someone who forced himself to come here out of duty to see the city, into someone who loves it here. It’s such a beautiful city. Walking around, taking the bus, or in a cab. All fantastic. And it’s impossible for me to put my finger on what it is about the place. It’s a stunning landscape, of course, and there are beautiful people everywhere, and the weather makes things agreeable; but that’s not it. I’m not sure I want to be able to put my finger on it, but whatever it is, Rio is great. Really, really great. I’ve still got some grains of sand on my flip flops, and I don’t wanna brush them off.