

Brazil, Brazil
Well, disapointing start to Brazil. We got off the plane in Sao Paulo and it was raining! How am I meant to get a tan in the rain. We jumped in a taxi and headed to our hostel, 'Lime Time' along the chaotic roads of the city. As we drove through districts there is a mix of old and new, rich and poor on all the streets. There is much grafiti on the more run down buildings. When we stopped at traffic lights men came to the windows selling sweets and Brazilian flags...