After Monday's melancholic ending, Tuesday ended up being a fantastic day. I found my favorite neighborhood in Rio (I think)-- Jardim Botanico. It's like a small oasis in the chaos and hubbub of Rio; it reminds me of home with the lush trees, shaded streets, and small shops that line the main street. If only I could find a place to live there. A justaswonderful place, Humaita, is slightly less posh, but a little more in my price range for rent. I've started running around with my head cut off, trying to find an apartment for rent there, but as the high season is just around the corner, it's becoming incredibly difficult to find a place to stay. I've really got just one month to find housing-- I'm hoping something comes up by then.
Ah-- back to Monday. Yes, I walked around Jardim, Urca, spend some time at Praia Vermelha (the Yellow Beach) at Urca, and had a lovely--albeit choppy-- conversation with a university student and a 14 year old. Neither spoke English, but we had a good time conversing about simple things. It really takes speaking in another language to realize how much words help you express your thoughts and emotions. But it also takes speaking in another language to realize how far you can get with hand gestures and body language.
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