Pre Carnival Rio... Buzzin!
139, R. Silveira Martins, Catete, Rio De Janeiro, Brazil
The five hour bus journey gets us to Rio for about half three, from here we jump in a taxi to our hostel. The roads are gridlocked and the journey takes us about half hour. Once at hostel rebuplica we dump our bags and head out. We grab the metro to copocabana beach and chill there for an hour or so. We grab some food at the beach and catch the metro back to the hostel to find a place to watch the football. A tramp gets points us in the direction of Lapa to find a bar for the football, in exchange for all our shrapnel. As we get into Lapa the area gets more and more gritty. We don't find a bar however we do find Escadaria Selarón, the famous steps, it's a but dark by now so we take note where they are and decide to come back in the daylight. Walking back to the hostel we grab a few beers and spend the evening playing pool.
Waking up at 10.15 meant we missed breakfast but even worse missed all the free juice. U organised my bag into the locker and after about half an hour of half arsed exercise decided it was time to see what Rio was saying. First point of call was the Escadaria Selarón that we spotted the day before. As it was so close we walked there, walked to the top and took a few snaps. We then headed back to the metro and jumped on a train to Coco beach. It was earlier today so the beach was pretty busy still. We walk the whole length of the beach and just taking in the atmosphere. I have a couple dives of the pier at the end and we find a bar on the beach showing the football. We order a tower of beer and watch the evening draw in. By the end of the football the beers doing it's job and we grab some more from the shop and head back to the hostel and find a group playing ring of fire. Last time I played this it didn't end pretty but I play anyways. We head out about 10ish suitably drunk and with the bars of Rio calling our names.
The next day feeling a little worse for wear we mooch around the hostel until about 3 waiting for the headache to wear off. I'd also realised that I'd lost my wallet the night before which wouldn't have been a problem however my debit card was in there. Oh dear! Having absolutely no cash meant that we had to unblock Dyson's card and put money in there. Not the end of the world. We mooch around the coco beach waiting for dusk. We've seen the cable cars go up Sugar Loaf mountain and want to do that in the afternoon and wait up there till it gets dark. When 5pm finally tools round we make our way to the bottom which is just a case of following the base of the mountain. However this takes longer than expected. We finally make it there and the sun is still just about up. A two minute cable car ride takes us to the first point, about 215 meters up. The views of centro and flamingo are incredible and we chill out watching the world for about half hour. We then make our way to the second point, about 400 meters up which is Sugar Loaf. Whilst in the cable car the sun starts to set, it turns a vibrant reddy orange as it sets behind the Christ mountain. From the top of Sugar Loaf much more can be seen, basically the whole of Rio. We stay up here until it goes fully dark embracing the spectacular view as the city is plunged into darkness and a blanket of lights are switched on. Pretty cool! We head back down at about 9ish and get back to the hostel. Whilst chilling out upstairs the security guard comes up to me and asks me to follow him downstairs. By this point I think it's nothing but bad news however when u get down, there's my wallet, not only still with my debit card in but with a cheeky 25 reals in too. Bonus! The icing on top of a very high cake.