The idea of travelling is of course not as thrilling as the act of travelling, but when not travelling is the only option your imagination has to take you to places you’ve never been.
There are many places in the world that I would call ‘dream destinations’ and up there near the top would have to be Rio de Janiero, Brazil.
Being half Peruvian myself (more on that in another post I’m sure) the allure of South America has always been strong for me and Rio, with its images of Carnival and Samba dancing, is a place I hope to turn from dream to reality.
It is hard to describe, in what is essentially a travel blog, a place you haven’t been to but those I’ve spoken to who have been lucky enough to have visited have filled my head with images that almost make it real.
My first image is of the famous Copacabana beach. At 4km in length it seems to be a sunbather’s dream with white sand as far as the eye can see. I also imagine beautiful Brazilian men and women unabashedly walking through the sand unaware of their natural beauty.
From the beach I imagine a view of Sugarloaf Mountain, with those wanting a view of Rio ascending its peak. But this is of course not to be rivalled by the view found from Rio’s other high point – the site of Christ the Redeemer. This is where I would imagine being awestruck by the view as well as having the feeling of slight insignificance next to the great statue.
At night I would stay up all hours dancing and drinking the night away in a quirky Brazilian club before having a stroll back along the beach as the sunrises.
But is this true of what Rio is like? With attention being brought to the city from the Football World Cup and of course this years Olympics and Paralympics you can imagine many more tourists wanting to visit such a place. With this in mind I hope the culture and atmosphere of ‘Brazilian’-ness is still alive and well and that one day I get to experience it in all its glory.
Auf Wiedersehen for now,