We are here and par for the course, we are exhausted, our brains are foggy, and our internal clocks are way off. We had a 10:19 pm flight out of Atlanta. At that hour any reasonable person would think that sleeping at least some part of the 9 hour flight would be easy, and it was for most passengers, but no, not for Stan and me. Except for a few moments of dozing, we just sat there. We were met by a driver in Rio and delivered to our hotel around noon time. ...