That night, we walked along Copacabana beach browsing the street vendor's wares. We were all looking for costumes to wear to the Sambadrome Carnaval parade on Monday. I found a really cool feather headband. We ended up at a cafe in the red light district. All the women there (and some of the "women" - i.e. men dressed as women) were hookers. Yep. And when we sat down, half the people thought we (the girls in the group) were hookers and the other half thought we were just dumb tourists who didn't realize where we were. It was awkward, uncomfortable, sketchy, and potentially dangerous. But when in Rio...
Friday, February 27, 2009
The Sights (Rio Day 4)
February 22, 2009
On Sunday, we viewed the main sights of Rio. We first visited the mountain Corcovada and saw the iconic statue of Cristo Redentor. The statue is huge and the sights were absolutely amazing. To get up to the top, we took a ride on the funicular railway. A random fact: the statue was voted into the "New Seven Wonders of the World."
After lunch, we went up to Sugar Loaf Mountain in a cable car. And I actually kept my eyes open! Random fact: the Sugar Loaf is the highest point above sea level in Rio. On the way down, we saw rock climbers climbing up the mountain, something that I would never do :)
That night, we walked along Copacabana beach browsing the street vendor's wares. We were all looking for costumes to wear to the Sambadrome Carnaval parade on Monday. I found a really cool feather headband. We ended up at a cafe in the red light district. All the women there (and some of the "women" - i.e. men dressed as women) were hookers. Yep. And when we sat down, half the people thought we (the girls in the group) were hookers and the other half thought we were just dumb tourists who didn't realize where we were. It was awkward, uncomfortable, sketchy, and potentially dangerous. But when in Rio...
That night, we walked along Copacabana beach browsing the street vendor's wares. We were all looking for costumes to wear to the Sambadrome Carnaval parade on Monday. I found a really cool feather headband. We ended up at a cafe in the red light district. All the women there (and some of the "women" - i.e. men dressed as women) were hookers. Yep. And when we sat down, half the people thought we (the girls in the group) were hookers and the other half thought we were just dumb tourists who didn't realize where we were. It was awkward, uncomfortable, sketchy, and potentially dangerous. But when in Rio...
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