And now the end is near, its time to face the final curtain...

I´d loved Rio so much the first time that I felt I hadn´t given it long enough. So by plane I hopped up the coast to the City of Dreams; and the next two days didn´t dissapoint:

- Hand gliding over the beaches and favelas

- Nearly drowining in the currents of Ipanema

- Savouring the sushi at Sushi Leblon

- Catching the electric atmosphere at a local football game at the maracana

- Grinding to the beat of the best Favela funk DJ in the city

- Taking the Cog Train up to the Corcovado to drop my jaw at the view

- Plotting a documentary with a samba band from the UK

- Bigging up my last night in Lapa at a Bloco street party and samba in the Rio Scenarium

and there the tale ends.

or does it...