Look honey its the....

It´s dusk in Rio, I sit (slouch) atop of the infamous Sugar Loaf Mountain. The sea glistening on scrapers.

I´m waiting...

...Waiting for that fiery ball to disappear into the Horizon.

Its visually stunning.

I´ve been doing this all day (...the sight seeing thing that is). This morning was spent at the Corcovado (the Christ Redeemer), went to Copacabana beach and now I´m here (Sugar Loaf Mountain).
My Camera has taken many a postcard photo and yet something isn´t sitting right with me...

Is this travel? ...Collecting photos of the sights?
We´ve all sat through a long video or a collection of photos (¨this is me... next to something...¨), normally by an (expectant) friend or a loved one...

.... generally seeking your Ooos and arrrs.

* a lizard passes my foot *... immediately I´m surrounded by foreign language and the clicks and bleeps of their cameras.

*Some time passes *

Suddenly I reach for my camera... The Sun has changed for a fiery orange ball unto a rose tinted melting blob...

(... were close.)

I´ve spent the day paying through the teeth, watching fellow tourists stuff their faces with ice cream and I´m left feeling a bit disillusioned...Almost cattle like....

But when that ¨rose tinted blob¨finally disappeared for that days earth rotation...the sky filled with an array of pastel colours.

Was it worth it? (....that cattle like feeling)

...totally.



Some Photos...

http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=185472&id=637432796&l=c4742d9546

(Oooo Arrrr)