Hot again and decided to take the Shuttle Bus (free), from the ship to Copacabana Beach.
It was an interesting drive, through the modern, residential parts of the city. Big change from the port area, with wide roads and fancy apartment blocks.
Wandered around the shopping area and came across a hairdresser’s that advertised men’s haircuts.
Tried to escape but Lynne dragged me in and was told to bring me back in half an hour – just enough time for her to pop into another shop to buy a dress.
It would be a bit silly for me to invent a dialogue with the barber, where he asks “what sort of haircut do you want?” I reply “a normal Brazilian haircut” and he asks me to take off my trousers, so I won’t do that.
In fact, the haircut was quite good and done with scissors, rather than having to guess which number on the shears would least damage. Charged £5, much less than Lynne’s visit to the ship’s beauty salon.
Went for a walk along Copacabana Beach, which is amazing and very scantily clothed. Decided to paddle along, dipping our feet into the warm surf but lost concentration and was almost bowled over by a freak wave.
Stopped at a beachside bar for a snack and a drink. Someone had told me that I must try the Brazilian national drink – a Capri – something – piranha. Couldn’t resist. Very nice but mostly vodka with a bit of lime juice. Thought a bar in that location would be expensive but the total bill was around £15 – Rio is a great place and cheap!
