Brazil is hot. From the moment i stepped off the bus I could feel the change. Heat so hot you feel like you're wearing it as a coat. It weighs on you. Surrounds you. Makes it hard to breathe. Your lungs work, hard, to take in the nearly 100% humidity.
Fast forward to Rio and add a sun that literally feels like its a few feet away from you. This is what living on the sun is like.
Nights are hotter than the day for some strange reason. Its as if the wind stops blowing and the heat is just trapped in the city. Sitting on you like an elephant. Stale stagnant air. You sweat while you sleep. AC is a must. We tried not using it a night. That experiment ended at 4am.
But it's great. The heat is amazing. It makes you feel alive, even though it feels like its killing you. The beads of sweat trickling down your body while you sit in the shade. The burning sensation of your skin. The tanned bodies everywhere, just reminds you that you're not sitting at a desk anymore. The flourescent sun replaced by the real one.
Its a great feeling.
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