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Selecting a honeymoon destination involved a few non-negotiable criteria: somewhere we could have an adventure, somewhere warm and someplace we should go now before children would prevent us from going to this place....Brazil was the only place on our wish list that fit all three!
After nearly 10 hours of flying, we arrived in Rio and settled into the Santa Teresa district which was described to us as the 'artistic', 'quaint' and 'bohemian' neighborhood. Among the cobblestone streets,we stayed at a 'pousada', or guesthouse, situated up in the jungley mountains, overlooking the city. Our hosts Bill and Susan, expats from London, had a refreshing bottle of bubbly waiting for us to enjoy on our balcony.
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There are no squirrels in Rio, so we had a treat awakening to the resident marmosets waiting for us on the balcony, hungry for little bananas. This guy, in particular, was one greedy little fella!
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Rio is a city of hustle and bustle, Portuguese flying around, out of control taxis whizzing by and lots, lots, LOTS of 'Meat and Cheese' to be consumed. The Caipirinha is the Brazilian Mojito of sorts, made with lime, sugar and the potent Cachaca - or sugar cane liquor. They sure make your mouth pucker, but proved to be a reliable treat at the end of a honeymooning day!
If we were to do it over again, maybe we would consider more a tranquil honeymoon destination, but we are still happy to have experienced Brazil. The scenery was magnificent, a bustling yet beautiful combination of beaches, skyscrapers and mountains.
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One of the highlights of our stay in Rio was hang-gliding from 1,700 feet off the Pedra Bonita Ridge. Although our guides spoke little English (mostly 'um, dois, tres...JUMP!'), we were able to decipher the fact that we would be strapped on with 2 caribeaners and simply had to run down the platform and jump off the mountain edge. It was well worth the nerves, flying with a bird's-eye view over Rio, Copacabana and the ocean - dramatically landing on Pepino Beach.


If you have seen the movie City of God, you know what a favela is. Our innkeeper Bob brought us into a favela to visit the home of his scruffy expat friend Bill, another memorable experience. Widely recognized as the Brazilian 'slums', favelas occupy a large portion of the city. Rooms are built upon rooms, higher and higher, nestled in among the sides of the mountains and landscape. In years past, the favelas were dangerous, seedy places well accustomed to violent crime. Although they have a long way to go, slowly, there has been improvement as the 'Boppy' or 'Good Police' are cleaning up the areas.
Bill welcomed us into his home, fed us Cervejas (beers!) and all kinds of crazy stories. Being an artist, his favela style apartment took on a look of nothing we had ever seen. We kept climbing up and up past little nooks and crannies until we reached to roof, where we enjoyed a breathtaking view of the city. The advantage of living in this particular favela include no rent, free utilites hi-jacked from the few people that actually pay for them, and of course, the beautiful views of Sugarloaf moutain.
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Our visit in Rio would not have been complete without a jaunt up to Mount Corcovado to see the iconic Christ the Redeemer statue. The statue overlooks Rio, with open stretched arms to take care of the city. High on the peak of Corcovado, you will see from these photos that He can be seen from just about any point in Rio, at any time of day.
The funicular tram brings you to straight up, to the best view of the city. Can you believe we were the first ones to pose in such a creative stance?
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After spending the first leg of our journey in hectic Rio, we were ready to head to the islands for some slow beach time. Before we left for Ihla Grande though, we pulled ourselves our for one last night of dancing under the (slightly seedy) Arcos de Lapa to the best samba beats in Rio. We didn't really know what we were doing, but after a few Caipirinhas, nothing could hold us back!