It was not quite my expectation. Rio was battered by wind and rain. Ipanema beach was windspread. We took a cable car and headed up into the mist. All around me was tropical rainforest.
Above us Christ The Redeemer loomed out of the mist. One minute it was gone the next a hazy figure appeared. There was no view over to Sugar Mountain. Everything was enshrouded in fog.
On the way down we had a glimpse of the favellas – the bright coloured slums of Brazil.