So I left you at sitting in the lobby before I set off to Copacobana.
Well I'm staying in Catete, a cool up and coming part of Rio - not quite the hip$ter centre like Shoreditch, but then again it's too hot to be wearing your grandad's old knitted jumper round here or to grow a beard. It's just south of the centre and we got the metro five stops to the beach. The metro here is very good - it's as efficient as London, cheaper and better air conditioned (for those that are wondering). The beaches are beautiful, and I immediately had to take some pictures when we made base, it was simply amazing.
The weather was scorching and I learnt the hard way the worst reason to travel alone - how your gonna put suncream on your back? I was soon burnt and now my back looks like some freak result of the Chernobyl explosion. But I guess it's not too bad, I got my charmander to level 12 on Pokemon red, learnt from the girls about their experiences in Rio and got to enjoy the sea, goodtimes. However every silver lining has an annoying posh 30 year old which saw her assume I wanted to have a conversation with her( Um hello? [knocks on table twice] I don't know you and your only wearing sunglasses that big cos your bun). She talked at us for a couple of hours about how she had travelled the world and been to the moon yada yada - we didn't even ask her about anything! However Joyce, the mickey mass, was very pleasent to her as she is always and the whole confrontation was over..... Or so I thought!
We got back and a pop-up cocktail bar was placed in the kitchen area/balcony place so I couldn't make my dinner. I took some inspiration from my university buddies and microwaved a lasagne which was beautiful. The cocktail bar was kinda cool, just barely anyone in the hostel was there, but that meant we got chatting to the workers and all was good. I made a new buddy, Jens, a Dutch 19 year old who loves Cusco (Peru) and was 3 months in to his journey. We enjoyed the night as Luciana, the Brazilian girl who works on the desk, came and sat with us and we chatted for hours which was very welcoming. Then the night began!!
I realise the post is long and don't want them to be this long, but it was a stupidly long day as you'll read. We were invited to someone's birthday do, they were celebrating it on the beach and we all gathered about midnight and made the short walknto the nearby beach. There was one surprising disappointment though - the annoying 30 year old from the beach, Tracy, had been in contact with Joyce and joined us! (get a life!) To be fair to her, it was fine as the atmosphere of the night was so memorable, it's just a shame that I became her target audience for the night as she continued to tell me about travelling as well as commenting on how I was so mature for my age (she was without a doubt a massive cougar) and also how she was fluent in pretty much all Latin languages, I replied that I got a B at GCSE German (even with the extensive work of Milan being responsibl for most of my grade) which interested her zero.
The atmosphere was literally amazing. There we all were, sitting on the beach chatting, some drinking with a big speaker playing Bob Marley throughout - with one less person it would've been bliss. As people began to leave, the core of my social circle, the 3 girls, Jens, Luciana and a few of the hostel workers stayed until sunrise. Got in at 7, showered, slept till 1045 to catch the end of breakfast, slept again and returned to the beach.
I started to think that maybe I should start to see Rio (so we rented out the film for a lazy Sunday night).
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