Blame it on Rio for this smoker's cough I've had since I got back to Santiago. The proximity to ocean breezes keeps the carioca air clean. My lungs have yet to re-adapt to Santiago's smog-choked atmosphere. They probably won't 'til I'm once again in clean, crisp Kentucky air.
Blame it on Rio for this nice jet-setter's tan I got. I just hope it lasts a while.
Blame it on Rio for my recent lack of enthusiasm for participating in any of Santiago's sparse nighttime diversions. Everything seems really boring after the classy samba club in Rio.
Blame it on Rio for being sick of bland, spice-fearing, carb-heavy Chilean cuisine. Most of the food in Brazil (especially the juices and fresh fruit) was really good and different.
Blame it on Rio for me not having any more money. Plane tix + tourist visa + hotel in Ipanema + weak US dollar = going way over the budget, in a "totally worth it" kind of way.
Blame it on Rio for the purchase of a new bathing suit that I would probably never wear in the States.
Blame it on Rio for me thinking Brazilians are some of the most friendly people around.
Blame it on Rio for me writing this article and instilling within you the urge to go to Rio.
2 comments:
I have that song "Girl from Ipanema" playing in my head now. It's funny how you talk about the food in Chile being bland and carb-heavy. Sounds a bit like some Thanksgiving food here!
I think "Blame it on Rio" for that smile on your face. G
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