For those who spoke to me on the night before or the morning of my flight, they would know I was very emotional as I waved away to my easy western lifestyle and embarked on a hot and sweaty journey around a continent that I didn't know the language of.
Nath was my saviour last night in ensuring all was packed, and we were out of the house by 06.30am - getting to heathrow for 08.00am which was great as it was an hour before check in and allowed Nath and I to have a couple of hours together, pretty emotional to say the least.
Flight was a bit late but all was fine. Rio is a very hot place - probably hotter now that I'm in town. It's very humid and it's currently one in the morning. The cab journey was pleasent but probably too expensive (I stupidly forgot to get a yellow and blue taxi and instead booked with radio taxis who charge more) but my driver was fine, he 'welcomed' me to Brazil and in his broken English he pointed out Christ as well as a few fervelaz, however towards the end her just gave up and spoke to me in Portuguese which normally resulted in me saying 'no comprende' or 'okay'.
The hostel is not glamour but seems safe. Sorting everything out and hopefully see some young Brits tomorrow that I can annoy and feel a bit safer with.
Speak soon, tommy.
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