We did Rio. And by "did" I mean we got there, experienced teh city and didn't get robbed.
WE were tourists in the finest sense of the word. WE took the cable car to Pao de Azucar. WE climbed Corcovado. WE strolled the beaches of Cococabana and Impenema. WE saw Rio through rose-colored tourist sunglasses. WE saw the beauty Rio lays at the feet of her tourists. In our cococabana cove we were sheltered from 4/5 of Rio and all the not-so-beautiful of Brasil.
Well almost sheltered. Walking back from the beach two scrawny teenage boys tried to get us to give them our cameras. One showed Sarah a bullet between his teeth. WE shooed them away but remained slightly shaken by the brazen attempt at robbery in broad daylight on a crowded beach. We had a day and a half of beauty in Rio and 20 seconds of ugly that will always be part of Rio in our memories.But beyond the beauty and ugly of Brasil, we saw the beauty and ugly in ourselves and each other.
I learned I can let go although i would rather not.
Letting go is part of knowing and trusting yourself and others.
Letting go is trusting you will end up where you need to be; trusting where you need to be is where you want to be.I also learned that tempers and hair get ugly after 5 days of no sleep.
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