So the flight was pretty fun, was pretty raucous because we were near this massive group of Asian guys who drank fuckloads throughout the entire flight. Me and Lizzie ended up standing right in the middle of them for 45 minutes at checkout with them drunkenly talking about us -about how posh we were, how they wanted to marry us, how our hair was nice although you need to watch out for girls with alice bands etc etc...

is on top of the biggest steepest hill ever which we have to walk up every single day. We live in a really sick artsy bohemiany neighborhood though where the houses and buildings look colonial and old-world european. There are no tourists where we live, its a very local area with only cariocas (people from rio) so we stick out like a sore thumb whenever we go out and get lots of stares. But its good because already we're experiencing a side of Rio that that tourists don't get.

When we got to the house from the ariport, we were greeted by the lovely Lina who owns it and by sounds of a massive party - loud samba music, laughing, screaming - and were told that her 21 yr old son (PHWOAR) was shooting for his film project so the next 2 nights would be very loud. We later learnt that the film was about a group of people taking LSD and the end scene would consist of a massive orgy.

We were also greeted by this very old Alaskan dog which I actually touched and then later found out it has fleas. It is aaawwwful, I hate it. It smells of dog and I hate dog. Yuk.