Hottie, at Rio Sul, the infamous mall in Rio. We werent as facinated with the mall after the kind of taxi ride we had getting to and from it. Most unbelievable driving I have ever had the chance of experiencing. Trudy and I just braced ourselves. We didnt want to get ripped off, so we told the driver that he was to take us home in the same amount of time if took for us to get there...5 minutes...5 minutos we said. He didnt speak English...but you could clearly tell he was trying to tell us it will be a little longer...and in telling us that, he was driving with panic and fear and anxiety, trying his darndest to get us back in the time we required of him. I tried my best to tell him to calm down, but he kept on goin with his unknown language and panic, until we arrived. Alive. Barely breathing. Poor guy. |
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I'm SO glad (and jealous) you could get away together!
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