View of Rio from Sugarloaf Mountain

Weekly Photo Challenge: Descent

It may have been a cloudy day in Rio de Janeiro, but standing at the top of Sugarloaf Mountain looking down at the city’s iconic landscape, the view was still jaw dropping.

We spent a while wandering around, pointing out all the sights we could see from the beaches of Copacabana and Ipanema with their long stretches of white sand, to the tightly packed favelas with their bright and colourful buildings.  I was so disappointed that we couldn’t see Christ the Redeemer through all the foggy clouds and this is just one of the many reasons why I want to make a trip back to this amazing city.

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My Favourite Beaches Around The World

Seeing as we’ve had a fair bit of sunshine and hot weather in London recently, I thought I’d continue the sunny theme on the blog.  It’s no surprises that this weather has had me daydreaming about sunning myself on a tropical beach somewhere with the cool sea to jump into whenever it takes my fancy.  Instead, I’m stuck in the office, shivering from the air-con that’s on at full blast, and by the time I get home and can enjoy the little bit of evening sunshine that’s left, I’m way too hot and sticky from the horrid commute.

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Football Fever in Brazil

I am not a football fan. At all. The closest I’ve ever got to being interested in football was watching Alex play on Sunday mornings, but now I much prefer staying in bed till he gets home at noon 😉

Alex, on the other hand, is football crazy. He teaches it every day in his job, he plays football every week, he even collects football stickers like the big kid he really is. So going to Brazil during the World Cup was completely his idea. Not mine. While he was looking forward to the World Cup like it was the most exciting thing in his life to ever happen, I was just looking forward to relaxing on the beach sipping a Caipirinha.

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Extra, Extra

On our three week trip in South America, we had planned on visiting three countries – Peru, Argentina and Brazil.  When we arrived at our brief one night stopover on the Argentinian side of Iguazu Falls, little did we know that we could actually step foot in a fourth country.

Puerto Iguazu, the little town that is home to the Falls, is nestled in the corner of Argentina where Brazil and Paraguay meet.  Not much marks the spot where the three join, apart from a small brick structure, but of course we had to make a stop there, where we could view all three countries across the river.

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