Then I flew to Rio, which I didn't much care for. Again, the weather was drearily humid and interfered with getting any halfway decent photos. But more of the issue was that most of what Rio has is sun and sand and I can only manage an hour or so of beach at a time. Overall, I'd say Rio is like a misspelled Miami.
I am sure I will go back to Brazil at some point, since I love Brazilian music (but the good music is in the Bahia region) and I do want to go to the Amazon.
Trip home was just tedious. The last leg was from IAH to IAD and we had just pushed back from the gate when there was a medical emergency, so things ended up delayed a while.
But I got home and now I am in the swirl of new job transition, about which more later.
