Today I’m sick. Bummer. But better to be sick today than on the plane tomorrow. Too much good living, i guess. Oh, maybe I’ll get a massage today. End it all well. Hoping on a plane tomorrow evening. Can’t wait to see y’all.
Tchau!

I should have stayed in Santa Teresa, a neighborhood north of the famed beaches of Copacabana and Ipanema (where I’m staying–bullied into staying there by Luciana and her sweet but overprotective family). I was nervous to leave the touristy womb of the beaches and it has taken me three days to blast out. Although, credit, Copacabana and Ipanema are marvelously beautiful and fun has certainly been had there.

Let me explain. I woke up at dawn this morning to watch the sunrise on Ipanema Beach and jog (a little-I am still …