Today is meant to be my last day, so I just have to venture up Pao de Acucar aka Sugarloaf. It’d be a crime not too. Unfortunately, the weather gods don’t like me being in Rio as it is now back to its drizzly best.
Luke, CJ and I decide to head on over anyway. There isn’t many people due to the weather. And the line up to buy tickets and get onto the gondala are not huge, and we’re swiftly on our way up.
The Sugarloaf experience is split into two. There are two mountains, so two cable car experiences. The first one drops you off on Morro de Urca. Its a bigger area than atop Sugarloaf, so theres room to move about.
Those as we move towards the second cable car, it starts to rain. And rain pretty badly. Its more downpour than drizzle. So whats a gringo to do? Grab a beer, and wait it out.
The rain dries, and the clouds start to dissipate, so we venture off into the second cable car station and head on up to Pao de Açucar.
The top. I thought Corcovado had amazing views. This takes the cake. The clouds are absolutely wonderfully sculptured over the green of Rio. There isn’t much to say but, just simple, wow. Its stunning. And the fact that we’re pretty much here by ourselves is incredible.