After years of planning, dreaming & rescheduling our trip to Corey's old stomping grounds, we finally decided to just do it! Shay was, of course, the nervous, neurotic one of the bunch - shocking, huh?! We had to get some shots & passports - none of which were a very pleasant experience for Shay. Then looking around the tanned faces in Atlanta, before boarding the plane to Brazil, and not understanding a word which was being spoken - Shay's face must have been an awful shade of gray & she was paralyzed with dread ... which made her second, third & fourth guess the decision to go. But, being the good sport that she is (Ha!) - she still agreed to go ... and it was one of the better decisions she has made.
Once we arrived in Brazil, we stepped out from the terminal to 10s of people cat-calling & whistling at us. I am, of course, used to that sort of attention ... but, then I realized they were yelling "TAXI?" and instantly wanted to return home. :)
Our driver, Leonardo, was supposed to be there to pick us up, but we weren't able to find him for a little while. Which again made me nervous - but once Leonardo showed up, my nerves were calmed & pretty much everything was smooth sailing from there.
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