BRAZIL

Rio de Janeiro (23.3.-25.3.)

Seven million inhabitants of this Brazilian metropolis, the cultural and tourist center of Brazil (even though not its capitol), live in one of the most beautifully located cities in the world. Rio is squeezed between the Atlantic and steep slopes of many coastal hills. People from around the world come here for its excellent beaches and relaxed atmosphere. Brazilians like to party and the annual Carnival became a famous (or for some infamous) event known around the world. However, we did not find the city itself, as seen from the streets, very attractive - lot's of traffic and noise.

We were scheduled to arrive in Rio de Janeiro on March 23, around noon. Unfortunately, our departure from Santiago de Chile was delayed by four hours due to a non-functioning heating element at one of the cockpit windows. At the airport Information Desk, we found out that most affordable hotels are completely full. We joined in with a couple from New Zealand for a taxi ride to the city and hoped that we could get a discount when we book two rooms at the same time. It did not work out. We ended up paying $40 for a tiny room with just a very old bed and one chair. The worst value/money ratio of our entire trip. Only later, we discovered that, in Rio, one has to book hotels through travel agencies. Travel agents can negotiate great discounts for their customers and therefore can offer same-price accommodation in beautiful three-star hotels directly on a beach. Well, next time. After checking in, we went out with our new friends from New Zealand, had dinner together and then went to bed.

The next day, on March 24, we took a morning stroll along the most popular beach in Rio, the Copacabana. There were many people walking on this long, sandy beach. We noticed that instead of the typical beach volleyball courts, there were many, many beach soccer fields! We don't know why we were so surprised. In the end, we were in Brazil!
In the afternoon, we went to take a look at the city center. At first, we walked along uninspiring, wide streets with lots of traffic, but then we found a gem - Traversa de Comércio. Colonial houses along this narrow lane each had a different color and there were many restaurants and small cafés. Then we admired Paco Imperial, originally the royal palace and later the seat of the Portuguese government. The entrance reminded us of Greek architecture - the entrance above wide staircase with pillars and gracious statues.
While in Rio, we tested several types of Brazilian eateries. Some say that restaurants in Brazil serve the largest portions of food in the entire world. We would not go that far, but the portions were certainly huge. We liked buffet-style restaurants where they charged based on weight, regardless of the number of meals selected. Bar-style eateries, where clients sit along a bar counter, but instead of drinking alcohol eat chicken and fries, are also very popular.
About one hour before sunset, we moved to hill Pao de Acucar (Sugar Loaf), which is one of the two places to go to for excellent views of Rio de Janeiro. The other one is the hill with the famous statue of the Christ the Redeemer. As there is no trail leading up, we had to take a cable car. The views from there were stunning. They were the highlight of our stay in Rio.

When we returned to the hotel, Jitka was really tired, but Marek felt like taking a walk along the Capacabana beach. He went on his own and - he ended up being mugged, for the second time during our trip! Marek found a nice quiet place to sit down and watch the ocean - a well lit spot right under two huge street lights. But the light did not help. Soon, he noticed two shadows approaching him from behind. He jumped up, which scared the two guys, but not enough for them to leave. One of them threatened Marek with something knife-like looking in his hand. Marek was not in the mood to get injured again, so he gave in a let one of the two guys to reach for money into one of his pockets. Fortunately, anticipating possible troubles, Marek had taken nothing but little change with him. The two guys grabbed their loot and started to run away. However, Marek decided not to let them get away with it so easily. Roles have changed. The hunters became the hunted. When they reached the sidewalk, which was full of people, Marek started to call "police!". The guy with the knife-like thing in his hand, threw this thing at Marek, but Marek dodged and it missed him. Now that Marek knew that the guys were not armed, he approached them and with clear gestures suggested that they return the money to him. They lacked the will to do so, but calling the police paid off. As a flashing police car approached the scene, the guys panicked. The one with the money started to run away, but it was no problem for Marek to catch up with him. Finally he gave up, threw the money on the sidewalk, crossed a busy street and disappeared in the crowd. Marek decided that this was enough, picked up his change and returned to the hotel. Not surprisingly, even though the police was willing to scare the thieves away, they had no interest in leaving their car or trying to do anything else.

March 25 was our last day in Rio. In the morning, we went to the beach to absorb, for one last time, the ambiance of the city. After lunch, we boarded a bus for a 22-hour drive to Iguaçu Falls, which are located on the border between Brazil and Argentina and not far form their boarder with Paraguay. (You can read more about the falls in our diary from Argentina.)

 

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Population:  176 000 000
Area:   8 500 000  km2

Population growth:   0,87%
GDP per capita: $3 490,-

Literacy rate: 92,8%