I arrived in Rio last night after a rather bumpy flight; I kind of like a bit of turbulence, as it does make it feel like you're really flying, rather than just sitting in a long aluminium tube (I had a rather heated debate recently with some of my American colleagues about the correct spelling and pronunciation of alumunium as opposed to aluminum; I suggested, rather cheekily, that the 28th ammendment to the US constitution should be the right to drop vowels).

Brazil is one of my favorite places, the people are so friendly, the food is so great, and all the taxi drivers seem to think that the spirit of Ayrton Senna lives on in them. I managed to get to Marius for dinner last night so I am one churascaria up so far this trip.