Took the boat out, very posy indeed, and cruised out to moor up for lunch the other side of the bay. Whilst Johana was shopping the 3 of us sat in a Brazilian bar, watching a boat burst into flames, drift for 45 minutes before exploding and sinking. We think they got the people off OK…
So Steve has now gone back to the UK, and I find myself in a hotel in Rio. Taking it easy tonight as I seem to have got some sort of nasty earache/toothache combination which is killing me at the moment. I’m staying at Ipanema beach, just around the corner from the Copacabana. It was fun fighting my way through the touts at the airport, eventually found the bus and befriended a Brazilian geezer who bears an uncanny resemblance to Carlos Rey, who speaks no English but still managed to direct me to the hotel OK.
Off to bed to recover…