so, granted, there was the 19 some hour with layovers included flight to get to sao paulo.
but i think i traveled a little stylish. givin myself some props:
and what was on the other side?
why am i standing on a big yellow dot, you ask?
why, i was waiting for my next "mode of travel":
what? you didn't see the helicopter coming?
yep. that's how we go from port to hotel here in brazil, baby.
just me, richard, and sara:
takin pics of each other along the way:
the precarious land on the roof of the hotel emiliano.
we bobbed twice before settling. i think the net was to catch richard's screams of horror:
i know, i know.
but i'm kind of getting into this helicopter life.