Rio, Brazil
The journey back on the ferry was rough and the jolly music turned up loud to cover the sound of vomiting. We were lucky as we picked good seats between the doors with a breeze in the centre where there was only a gentle roll so we closed our eyes and pretended we were on a hammock for 2 and a half hours. We had a final day in Rio before heading home spent by the beach and by the large lake behind it, getting caught in a tremendous thunder storm just as we needed...