Rio again

Feels good to be back ot Hostel 021, and see the staff again, almost feels like coming back home.
Back to the historical center, and this time I take the "bondinho" to climb up to Santa Teresa, which reminds a lot Montmartre.

  

  

Haven't done my homework so far, so I go to the post office in order to buy stamps for the postcards before heading back to the hostel and there, telling one of my roommates what I did during the day, I feel suddenly very old
"Why did you buy stamps?
- Well, to send my postcards.
- You are sending postcards? Seriously? Well, I imagine that it must be nice to receive one"

Yes dude, I send postcards, some of my friends and part of my family don't have Facebook, Whatsapp, Twitter or even a computer...
God, in a few years, youngsters won't even know what is a postcard.
If you have some of them, save them, it seems that they will soon become archeological objects.

The weather is getting worse every day, yesterday they handed out blankets at the hostel, and I must admit that I got really cold during the night.

This morning, I go back to the Sugarloaf, but not in order to take the cable car this time. There is a nice little walk to be done at the base of it, going around the mountain, where you can enjoy the wildlife (monkeys, birds...)

  

  

  

  

Time for the last glasses of coconut water (I got really addicted to it) and açai juice, I will give way to the Olympic athletes and their supporters, who will gather here in 2 weeks, may they have lots of fun!