The Samsung B-2700 must be one of the best, if not THE best mobile phone an adventurer such as myself could ever ask for. (JMHO)
Meet my two most loyal travel companions…
Ever since I arrived in this immense and diverse country called Brazil, I have been relying on two things to find my way to far away places and back home again. I say ‘things” because that’s what they are… I’m talking about the Global Positioning System, commonly referred to as the GPS…
As the title of this post implies, I am using two of these babies:
- On the Motorcycle and in the car: A Garmin Zumo 550
- On hikes and mountain bike rides: A Garmin GPSmap 60C
“even though it was raining most of the time during my trip, I still enjoyed every second of it.”
In my never-ending quest for new interesting places, I stumbled upon an ancient road, called “Caminho do Imperador” wich connects the municipality of Miguel Pereira and the Imperial city of Petrópolis.
Doing some research afterwards, I learned that this road had been opened in the early 17th century as one of the first links between the city of Rio de Janeiro and the gold and diamond mines in the interior of Minas Gerais.
The Pedra Branca Massive is with its 12 hectares of rain forest clad mountains currently the biggest urban forest in the world and one of the best places for experienced hikers in the city of Rio de Janeiro. Continue reading
Rio de Janeiro is a wonderful city, but getting there is usually a struggle, because of the hectic traffic…
From my home town (Volta Redonda) to, say Copacabana, is about 120km. In normal circumstances I would cover that distance in – give or take – 2 hours… However, depending on the time of day, and the traffic situation, it could take anywhere from 3 to 5 hours.
Imagine this: you are having a great time in a club or other place, meet a good looking Brazilian girl or guy who is “totally into you”, and before you know it, things heat up and you think you scored big time… or did you?
“One can only try to imagine what people living here must have gone through when all hell broke loose in the middle of that fatal night in January 2011.”
Almost a year after I visited Nova Friburgo, a city with some distinct Swiss features in the “região serrana” of Rio de Janeiro State, I’m back in the lingerie capital of Brazil…
Nobody could imagine that just a few weeks after my previous visit (in December 2010), torrential rainfall, floods and mudslides would turn this city into a war zone and kill over 900 people.