When we landed in Rio Charlie said it felt like we had just gone into the butterfly house at landmark - which i thought was very cute. Our first day, Sunday, had torrential tropical rains. We walked all the way up and down cocacobano beach. Had an amazing buffet lunch. Then returned to the less enjoyable cooking on a budget in a 1950s miniature oven and hob. Even had to get out Dave’s leatherman to open a tin of sweetcorn. Today (Monday) we had a pre booked tour round the city and up to see Christ the redeemer which is spectacular. When I suggested to the boys to be quiet and consider how massive the Christ is, they replied they were considering how cute the monkeys were! Their favourite part of the day was definitely the monkeys. We are off now to explore the night markets. Buenos noches. Mary ...
We arrived at a hostel and had a great time playing cards with Becky and Keen who were on a trek as well. After dinner we went to bed in our rooms. Dad was complaining about there being generator fumes in the room but I wasn’t fussed so soon I fell asleep. I woke up with mum and dad shaking me. I didn't know where I was, who I was or what I was doing there. I wanted to sleep but I felt horrendous. Mum half carried me half dragged me outside where I threw up . Mum and dad stood beside me, steadying me. Soon I could stand after 20 mins later I went back inside to a new room and went back to sleep. We woke up and drove to Uyuni hospital where Charlie got oxygen. blue lines The driving tour company gave me and dad oxygen. I personally felt worse after but dad felt better. A fterwards we chilled out at are new hotel. Finlay Monday 16th June was the worst night of my life....
We were staying in cocacobana. Rio is absolutely enormous spreading out in all directions. We didn’t really explore elsewhere other than cocacobana, which is a city in itself. The beach is incredible, very sandy for literally miles. The boys played for hours in the waves. There were red danger signs everywhere with massive waves but that didn’t stop us nor the hundreds of others playing in the sea. It was quite scary. I went a little deeper to swim properly and quickly realised it was very hard going to get back. It is known for its dangerous rip tides. We all got knocked over and sucked under by the waves in the shallows resulting in grazed knees. Rio is so full of energy and diversity. All shapes, sizes, ages, colours and creeds of people hang out at the beach. The one thing everyone has in common is how little clothing i...
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