I left Rio on Saturday night and as is the way of these things the sun finally made an appearance the day I was leaving. The weather was still unsettled enough that a planned helicopter ride had to be ditched.
We did what most people do in Rio when they have time on their hands....we went to the beach.
They're part of childhood memories for many from Rio and are as much part of the beach as the surf and lack of cloth in the bathing suits.
Having been forced from the favelas I'm told that violence has begun to make its presence felt on the beach. Apparently all that sand is a convenient hiding place for knives with which to separate fat Germans tourists from their valuables. I didn't see or feel anything threatening.
I was in Leblon mind you.
Along with Chanel and Apple stores the neighbourhood has its own police beach patrol.
Like many cities, you get a different perspective when you gain a little altitude. One of the things to strike me about the city in summer is the amount of greenery that goes relatively unnoticed at ground level. The canopy of trees enclosing the streets only really stand out when viewed from above.
That's it for today.
Next stop London and Glasgow.
Stay well everyone.