Rio (Part Two)

We woke up on Tuesday morning and the weather was a bit brighter so we decided it was time to go see Christ the Redeemer and Sugarloaf mountain. It was Chris and Jades last day anyways so it was basically now or never. We took a bus there and the driver was a maniac but arrived safely nonetheless. You take a train up to the top of the mountain and we were getting nervous because the coulds were coming in. We got to the top after a painstakingly slow ride and quickly took a few photos. Two minutes later the Chrsit was completely covered in clouds for the rest of the day, so we were very lucky. The statue was huge, like 13 stories high and if you dont know what im talking about think about the Christ statue in Romeo and Juliet that was in the middle of the city, basically hes there to bless Rio. The pope even visited the statue (not on the same day we were there of course). We ran into David and Sarah up at the top which was quite the coincidence. Then we raced over to SUgarloaf and you get up there by taking 2 different cable cars which kinda made me queasy. Jade and Chris rushed around taking pictures and then said goodbye because they had to go straight back to the hostel and go to the airport. Im so jealous of everyone whose going home, and there jealouse of me cuz im not...funny the way that works? We stayed up there and took our time. David and Sarah were there too so we decided to share a cab back to Copacabana with them.
We walked around a bit. Rhiannon had some last minute gits to buy so we did that and got back to the hostel around 5. Then we met up with her friends from Inca Trail (Tammy and John) again for dinner at 730. We wanted to go to the outback steakhouse (which actually ive never been to at home) but I asked the hostess how long the wait was and she talked to me in really fast portugeese and there were lots of people waitig so we decided to go to a ´world famous´burger place, although none of us had ever heard of it? The menu sud]ggested getting one of their milkshakes because its the best youll ever have...and you know what, i think it was. The menu didnt have any prices? so i was a bit worried, but it was also going to be my last big night out in bRazil so i didnt mind if it was expensive (wound up being $20). We all wrote farewell messages to eachother on our placemats (which John found really stupid, but signed them nonetheless). Rhiannon and I stayed up talking while she was packing. She stupidly bought 3 bottles of cachaça(to make capriniahs), which are each a litre and lots of other stuff so she was having a hard time fitting everything in.
In the morning we had brekfast together (and watched some Gilmore Girls, which Ive gotten her hooked on, its on tv here all the time) and then she left for the airport :( so now im the only person from the tour left in South America. It was really sad that she left actually because we spent so much time together and we had a lot of fun. Usually I have a great sence of direction, but in Rio its been horrible, I just cant figure this city out. Everytime I think we need to go one way...its the other. So now I dont have someone to hold my hand and take me places what am I gonna do? The weather is HORRIBLE and its not just raining, its pouring. Everyone whose left the hostel comes back drenched. So now I cant go hangliding and I cant do anything around town and...I cant do ANYTHING...bored bored bored. I fly out tommorow morning for Buenos Airesand hopefully (though colder) the weather will be nicer...hopefully?