Last Day

It was my last day at the creche - at least for the time being - and I got very emotional when we said goodbye, especially because I got these really sweet little gifts from the ladies and they were emotional themselves. I promised them that I would come back, which will not be hard because Rio has become one of my two favourite cities: it is right up there with New York. I always feel that you can really only get the vibe of a city just walking around on your own by day, and taking it in, and then hanging out with people who live there at night. This is what I did in New York in the summer of 1994 and it absolutely stole my heart, and the same thing happened with this place.

What worries me: last night, in my dream I was hanging out in the jungle, standing on a trunk when a tiger or leopard ran towards me and bit my hand really hard, but oddly, nothing happened to me. I think this is a sign of over-confidence...need to be careful with the crocodiles.