Well, friday and saturday were amazing.
We drove about 40 km out of Rio, flying though a hectic load of insane traffic and past the Maracana' stadium, along what seemed to be a never-ending beach dotted with people of all ages, and ended up in a small shack on the beachside.
The Maracana' with a flag waiver hired by the govenment to welcome my arrival
Here we proceeded to drink 4 beers, 3 caipirinas, 2 bottles of water, and eat a huge roast fish with salads and chips which generously fed 3 of us. The total bill was a staggering 20 euros...
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Smidgeons of coast
Ok so after a terribly harsh friday morning we decided to hit a field and try home remote-controlled helicopters.
Its an incredibly fun and hard sport.
Ideal for the energetically challenged
My father, confident of his abilities as a smart man bought a combustion engine remote control Helicopter a few months ago.
Fortunately the Engine was french and therefore on strike. Fortunately because this stopped my dad from assuming he could fly it and probably dumping 1000 euros worth of plastic and carbon fibre into the ocean.
Breakfast or Blender?
So there we sat, watching and learning for a couple of hours; whilst a royal eagle hovered overhead, curiously scanning the humming demonic machines that were invading its space, and probably wondering whether it was a predator or a prey.
Brazil Fun Fact #1: Drugs is "droga" and so is "crap!" made for a funny reaction on my behalf when I heard a guy at a serious (but informal) meeting saying "why do people allways hide my drugs!!!"
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