On the bus to Vidigal Favela ...
Yes, we got some idiot with a big thumb to take out picture ...
When we first got up there it was cloudy once again ... pure whiteness ...
Dad rested disappointingly given the lack of view ...
... but then God must have seen his tears ... or drops of sweat streaming down his face ...
... and 20 minutes later, the view was clear as foggy glass ...
Next time we're going up Pedra da Gavea, right Dad?
Dad liked this jungle picture ...
On our way down we walked through the Favela and ...
... Dad concluded that the buildings were not up to structural engineering standards ...
Later that day, we enjoyed a cold drink at the Lagoa ... when Dad pointed out that he went all the way up there (see exactly where Dad's finger is pointing to).
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