Ipanema

Landing at Galeão International Airport this morning, we learnt that only one of our two bags had made the trip to the southern hemisphere and that the other was not even loaded into the system. Unfortunately, the person working at the lost baggage desk entered the wrong contact information so I am afraid that this may well be the end of our globetrotting Muji bag. Undeterred, we took a taxi along the Red Line expressway, passing some of the city’s most infamous favelas before arriving at our hotel in upscale Copacabana. 

After a quick change of clothes, we then walked the four kilometres over to Zara in Ipanema for some emergency shopping for Anna. At least, with the temperature around 30 degrees, a bikini for Anna and a pair of swimming trunks for me will go a long way. 

Afterwards, it was time for my long-awaited run along Copacabana, a run that I was more than happy to share with Anna who impressed me with her fast pace despite the tropical heat. Unlike our previous trips that have been fairly maxed out, this one is all about staying in the same place and taking in the different neighbourhoods.