Day 2: Rio
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JR piece across from Botafogo beach |
Weather: Breezy at the beach, a bit of
humidity, from mid 60s to low 70s
QOTD:
Tony always tended bar
Across the crowded floor, they worked from eight til four
They were young and they had each other
Who could ask for more?
Department of Amplification:
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Yesterday
we did something like 13-14K steps.
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- We ate
dinner at Americana’s
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regular milk (phew) |
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regular breakfast (Grape Nuts hiding under apple) |
Breakfast norm for THB: Grape Nuts and a very good apple on top, and a
piece of Firebrand sprouted rye toast. And, the milk is really milk!
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7 day pass: good for how long? |
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No crowds yet (it's a holiday) |
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Not like BART |
Early morning exchange with Rick: turns out that my phone ringer works,
the phone was on, and I answered it. A miracle! Then immediately THB asks him
to call DA, don’t want to use up those newly-found minutes too fast. DA and THB opt to head out on the town instead
of waiting for the torch to go within a few blocks of the apartment. As were
leaving, we run into Rick: he was out buying supplies for his mother-in-law.
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THB gets really deep |
Ed. Note: DB reported that there was a protest today that
interrupted the torch run. It’s always true: THB pays very little attention to
the O’s other than the events he’s attending. You (all of you) will know way
more than THB does about what is going on (like who will win the Golf medals). On the other hand, THB will be
really deep in a few select areas. Then THB condenses that deep experience into
a few trite sentences and oddball pictures. That’s what you loyal followers are
paying for: a very eclectic view of a meaningless experience.
We take our new metro cards and head down to General Osirio station at
9:30am. No problema: we fly through the turnstiles. Ooops, that is THB flies
through, DA needs help. Not sure if new card didn’t work or if DA forgot to
push through when he got the green light. We’ll have to find out tomorrow, that
first ride of the morning was the only one we took on the metro.
The Museu do Amanha: Museum of tomorrow
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So big THB can't really get it in one pic |
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Long lines waiting to pay to get in |
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Lone vehicle cleaning the harbor, slowly, very slowly |
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THB took this pic without realizing that this plane would be featured in Opening Ceremony... |
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Regular police were way outnumbered by military guys holding AK-47s (?) that THB did not want to take pics of |
It’s a newly minted National Holiday: Opening Ceremonies are tonight and
when we get to the Central District there are more guys with guns than
tourists. Way more guys with guns than tourists. THB has carefully plotted out
the stops today and DA is using his phone and guile to lead us around.
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Goldsworthy was/is in this building |
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now a drinking location? |
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Colonial church, also closed up |
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Light rail running on holiday |
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Not frequently enough, huge crowd waiting to get on |
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Another stop for DA and THB |
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The Dentist? |
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Also in Opening Ceremony |
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Up near our lunch spot in Santa Teresa |
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Good thing DA has new knees |
The short version: from the metro exit, we walk to the Calatrava Museu
do Amanha (Tomorrow) where lines to get in are long and thus we don’t go in;
walk to the Goldsworthy piece Domo de Argila (closed or gone); Uber to the Centro
Cultural Sao Francisco da Penitencia Edificio (closed, it’s a National Holiday for
the churches, too); walk to the Edificio Palacio Gustavo Capanema (closed; it
doesn’t matter if open or not because we’re there to see the mural on the
outside); walk a long way (uphill) to Tereze (open) in the Hotel Santa Teresa for
a long upscale lunch; walk a long way (downhill and flat) to see JR has a
great installation on top of an
abandoned building; taxi back to the apartment, arriving at 4:30pm.
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The white things are giant bleached Cheetos |
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Very pretty burrata |
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Ceviche duo |
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Lamb two ways |
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Macaquinho in tree next to Tereze |
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Just missed riding down the hill in old style trolley car |
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Butafogo beach |
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Sugarloaf is between Butafogo and Copacabana |
Even though much of what THB had planned wasn’t totally visited (i.e.,
closed), the views in and around the city, up close and distant, we’re worth
every step and “heehaw” (as the local currency is pronounced). We traversed a
lot of hoods, all safe.
THB showers up, and DA has driven us out for more steps, more miles, more G&Ts, and a light dinner.
Dinner is local, at Astors, just across the road from Ipanema beach (about 10 blocks from the apartment).
With our walk to/from dinner its enough that DA sets a new personal daily best: 27K steps and 13 miles. Even with THB’s ability to round up (let alone keep up), it’s pretty impressive.
G&Ts (always start with the most impressive part of the meal), oysters for DA and moules with frites for THB.
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Where Rainha Elizabeth meets Ipanema beach |
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Ginger G&T |
Now to watch the opening ceremonies. Hey, it’s in Portuguese! Damn! Now
we can watch the OC without sound. Wait, some of the places/things we saw today are in the OC!
More of the day in pictures (and of course those annoying captions):
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Table was surrounded by guys arguing with players |
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The stairs not taken |
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A satellite dish on every unit |
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Mark Bradford prototype |
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A bit more to the right? |
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No, not that far to the right, now down a bit |
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