Anxious, excited, nervous, all mixed together forming a white-hot blob of lava about to explode out of the proverbial volcano. Toasting to better days, we strap in to the roller coaster. There’s no turning back now. Advertisements
I took a flight from Foz do Iguazu to Rio because it’s the end of my trip and I didn’t want to spend 26 hours on a bus. It was also cheaper than a bus ticket, so it made much more sense.
When traveling, most of the time things don’t go to plan. This is why I don’t like planning. I also don’t like planning because it’s impossible to predict if you’ll like a place or not and how long you’d want to stay for, never mind the huge amount of time it takes to plan. But … More 4 days, 3 buses and 30 hours of travel later || Paraty and São Paulo
While traveling, I try to spend as little money as possible because this means that I don’t have to work as much and as a result, get to travel more! This is one thing I do to save money on accomodation.
Rio, no doubt, is a magnificent city but I was glad to be leaving all the chaos behind for a, hopefully, more peaceful place. I headed South and after a bit of research, I hopped on a bus bound for Angra dos Reiswhich is about a 3 hour bus ride away from Rio. The main … More I fell in love with a place I almost didn’t go to – Ilha Grande
Seeing Jesus up close and personal was the thing I was most excited for. It was surreal for me to think that I was going to get to see something so exotic as the Christ the Redeemer statue, in Rio, the Cidade Maravilhosa (Marvelous City), atop the beautiful Corcovado mountain. Never in my wildest imagination.
It’s 8:30am when I wake up and check my phone. This confuses me at first because I know that I set my alarm for 6am. That’s until I check the alarms and realise that I set it for 6pm by accident. I fly out of bed and wake Felipe up because we were supposed to … More The buses in Rio are straight forward, except for the turnstiles on entry and priority seats for the obese
I flew into Rio to meet up with a Felipe, a Brazilian friend I met in Australia who offered to put me up at his place for carnival but said I could stay for as long as I wanted to. I landed at 1 in the morning and Felipe was nice enough to organise a … More “You’re a Gringo, you must wear sunblock”
“Ahhh, Melbourne” exclaims this man (I come to learn that his name is Matt) behind me as we exit the airport building to find the skybus to Melbourne city. I turn around and notice that he wasn’t talking to anybody in particular, so as not to make the situation awkward for him, I decide to … More Meeting Matt from Perth. And China. And Melbourne.
Overconfident… or was I cocky? This is a tale of how I was humbled by a bicycle ride.
