Rio : The Voyage Home

Mural depicting a somewhat idealised view of Rio.

Almost done with Brazil... I've had a great time here, so glad I came, but... it's going to be good to get home.  I am really quite tired of Portuguese now.  Anyway... no huge hurry, I'm booked on an overnight bus, so, sit around, pack, drink lots of coffee.  Really ought to get going, oh, mine host is getting the churrasco going again .. OK, a plate of meat, rice and beans won't hurt, and then we say our, largely mutually incomprehensible, goodbyes.  Fair play to these people, they've been excellent hosts - in my gratitude I gift them my only slightly broken bicycle - I think it's appreciated.  Hell, I'm sure it's worth something.

Mexico City!  This being the impressive Palacio de Bellas Artes.

Only a three or four mile walk to the bus station, though it seems longer, I've bought a big kit bag, with all my stuff in it this thing is heavy.  Well, easy enough to break the journey up, I stop at various bars, and watch the women's football final in one - Germany somewhat predictably winning.  The bus - is fine, I sleep well enough, though it's an early start in Sao Paulo, 6:30am.  Only a mile to my hotel, via a cafe for a coffee or three... hotel is nothing special, mirror on my bedroom ceiling suggesting the place used to charge by the hour, but not any more.  They let me check in at nine anyway, this is good.

In front of the Angel de la Independencia.

Don't do much with my time in Sao Paulo, not least it rains pretty much the whole time I am there, I do at least find a bar for a last bit of Olympic sport, the men's football gold medal match - Brazil win of course.  I spend much of the next day at the airport, after giving up on trying to buy a bus ticket for later rather than right now.  Well there are worse places to be, and I'm sure not going to miss my flight, farewell Brazil then, it's been fun.

One night flight later and I'm in... Mexico City!  Cheapest option home involved a sixteen hour layover here, OK, time to make a virtue out of necessity then.  I take the metro into the centre, and then that stalwart of city tourism, a hop-on hop-off open top bus, well why not.  And, as it turns out, Mexico City is quite awesome, a veritable smorgasbord of palaces, cathedrals and so forth.  The Zokalo!  Various massive monuments to independence!  Also massive, and cheap, cake.  I have a pleasant day, before retiring to a bar for local beer and many, many nibbles.  They're even showing a repeat of the Olympic closing ceremony which seems appropriate.  Then back to the airport, and a trouble-free flight to Heathrow.  Britain!  Feels like I've been away a long time...

Monkey!

Photos from my trip to Mexico can be found here.

Rio Olympics : Triathlon

Open water swimming is perhaps not the best spectator sport...

Last bit of live sport!  And, a good one for me, having actually done a few triathlons - much more slowly than these guys (yes, male athletes today) of course.  Interesting course they've come up with... I'd have expected the swim to be in the Lagoa, but in fact it's the ill-reputed water off Copacabana beach, and then cycling and running up and down the seafront a few times.  Makes for easy spectating, I even get on to the beach to watch the competitors run into the sea.

Biking Brownlees!

Then a bit of a struggle to find a good viewing spot along the front, seems this event has attracted a big crowd, I guess it being a popular location helps.  I manage anyway, in time to watch the lead riders come around for the first time - there are even a few other Brits here, we discuss the events we've seen in between cheering on the Brownlee brothers.  A short course this, they go round eight times, I suppose that means not many places to watch from so maybe that's why there seem to be more people than for, say, the marathon.

Alastair.

The brothers both seem near the front as they ride past for the eighth time, right, off to find a good spot for the running.  Hmm, think I'm confused about the route, looks like they are indeed just running up and down the front, had thought there was an uphill section... well, no matter, I find a spot, pretty near the finish in fact, in time for the last two laps.  Alastair Brownlee is leading, younger brother James in third, in the event they finish first and second respectively, go Team GB!  In fact, this is turning into an incredible medal haul for Great Britain, in the end we garner twenty-seven gold medals, twenty-three silver and seventeen bronze, only the USA doing better.

James.

Sport over, this is my last full day in Rio, well, last visit to Casa Airbnb then.  I don't usually do product endorsements, but thumbs up to Airbnb - I could not have afforded the prices hotels here were asking.  More than that, customer service was good when I had a last minute panic re. getting keys for my room, and the Casa is the icing on the cake, a lovely little place near the Lagoa.  Have been there a few times just to chill and watch some sport on TV, oh and drink free beer, what is not to like.  Have also enjoyed burger tasting, brigadeiro (sweet, chocolatey local specialities) making, and now they have craft beer tasting, oh yes.

Photos to go with this post can be found here.