…may be a small word to describe the way I feel right now.
I was out from 9:30 am until after 19:00 hs.
Most of those hours (with due stops at the shops and banks and what have you) driving.
Most of that driving I had Betty's twins (3 years old and full of beans) in the back seat.
And, of course, Betty herself in the passenger seat.
I'm not sure who I need more energy for: the twins or the mum, but anyway.
My physiotherapist wont be so happy, as she insist I should not do stuff this way, but reality is a bitch of a life, and it was either today or never.
I did buy Sarita some Xmas pressies (which I will not write here as she will, of course, find her way to read)
I also managed to get my saved money for a Xmas present for ME.
One thing strikes in London streets though: The complete, absolute absence of the festivity feeling…..
what a shame……
Maybe because *he* is in Rio giving it all to the poor Cariocas who ll have to confront a difficult one?
They say, after all, That God is Brazilian 🙂
Picture taken by Yours Trully, and (just in case, though I do know you fellow Voxers are quiet on the know), this is the Statue of Christ The Redeemer, top of the Corcovado Mountain, Floresta da Tijuca, Rio de Janeiro….
Enjoy, my beautiful, beautiful Rio….
I'll be back, though maybe not so soon.
Merry [ insert-the-name-of-your-festivity-here]
to you all 🙂