Bus number 497. From Lapa, where our hotel is, to the corcovada train station where we were to get a trolley up the hill to the infamous statue. The waiting room was full of flags and we had a cafe gelado (iced coffee) as we waited. Incidentally bermuda is not important enough to make it into the world of flags. Oh and while we laughed that Australia's flag had been rolled up, the only flag tag they misspelled was New Zealand or "New Zeland".
Christo Redentor was much larger than we had expected. Crowded with tourists taking unoriginal photos of the statue...ok yeah we took some too. If this is off season then I definitely do NOT want to see it when its packed!
Jumped on a bus and had a lot of Portuguese yelled at us when James managed to have difficulties with the very simple machine called a turnstile and had to jump off the bus and get in through the back. Apparently once you have been counted NO MISTAKES ARE ALLOWED!! No room for error here unfortunately. Got a very disappointed head shake from the ticket man on his pedestal (really, he sits on a pedestal to the side).
Quick dip in the water at Parque de Flamengo (James, not me...waaaay too cold for that). Beautiful beach with a few typical cariocas in speedos and women in thongs on the beach.
Back to the hotel for a dip in the much smaller than advertised pool and my first warm shower since getting here.
A beer, dinner, and maybe some samba!
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