Since arriving in Brazil over one month ago, bathroom showers have been cold and “poo tickets” required to be disposed of in the bin. Thankfully since arriving in Rio, it has offered reliable sewage and warm showers; two modest forms of luxury One takes for granted. A less modest form of luxury is where we have stayed the last couple of nights to celebrate, belatedly, Vivian’s birthday. This surprise experience was made possible by a little generosity from Ma and Pa and by utilising the resources of a friend back home.
He was able to collect a substantial amount of “Hilton Honors” points during countless Hilton hotel stays when he was a travelling executive so offered up some of these to me for Vivian.
Fabulous. Now, if only one of the two Hilton’s across the entire Rio state was positioned in a prime location…
Oh wait, one is and happens to be situated overlooking the 4KM stretch of beach known as Copacabana!
Now, I’m not someone that typically seeks out highly commercialised hotel chains as normally you can find more quality and guest satisfaction from independent and individualised hotels that offer more charm and attract less ‘fake’ people. Still, we were most thankful for this opportunity and most importantly, Vivian was truly surprised to be staying here so that made it all worth it.
We arrived early, as you would when staying somewhere like this, but was surprised to be allowed to check in before 10am! That’s a lottery win right there as any frequent hotel visitors will know. (We also ended up checking out as late as 5pm). Another victory. All good fortune and coincidence or part of being a pseudo Hilton Honors member? I’m not really sure but no complaints either way!
Actually, come to think about it, both mornings at breakfast we were ushered to a highly desired window seat so maybe, just maybe the Honors points does do that bit extra. Also being greeted each morning as Mr Kennedy was mildly amusing.
The hotel’s signature piece is a pool and chillout zone on the roof. It also offers a second pool on the 4th floor seen here in the daylight and the night-time, along with evening views of the street and the beach of an evening.
Determined to make full use of the roof-top pool, we ate breakfast early and reserved a sun lounger – a system Mother taught me as a young boy and it worked a treat. It wasn’t long before people slowly start to trickle to the pool baffled as to why there’s no room for them by late morning. Snooze you lose.
As you can see, we managed to grab the best spot and did not leave until well into the afternoon – largely thanks to the sacred trinity of cocktails, sunshine and pool. Yes, even I couldn’t resist the hotel-priced enticements so I eventually surrendered to a passionfruit Caipirinha, then the strawberry Caipirinha then back to the passionfruit. When in Rome and all…
I had a glorious few hours and mildly intoxicated helped but I would pay heavily for my over indulgence and pay I did in multiple senses of the word.
Now, I’m not used to being known as having a pasty complexion compared to most but to Vivian I definitely am.
I randomly took these two shots below on the bus last Friday which shows how little sunshine I’ve received compared to her. That said, I definitely do not look like that anymore but how I wish I did lol.
So here’s a BEFORE shot. Look at the difference LOL.
And now here’s the current to-date AFTER shot.
Trust me, it was a surprise for me too as I did not know I could burn like that but apparently I can, just like the rest of you.
As embarrassed as I am, I can say that this has never ever happened to me before. Has this to any of you? Even if not as severe. Let’s just say I’ve been in pain for two days now and it has literally hampered our plans to visit the beach. Instead, I’m hiding inside afraid of the sun just like an albino.
I’ll for sure remember to stay off the cocktails next time so I don’t forget to wear sunscreen! Lesson learnt.
So I’m gonna have to take it easy for a couple of days and rest-up although you can be assured that when I’m back and able to move again, we will be looking for more treks and sights to bring you as there’s still a few more things ‘to do’ before we look to move on, somewhere, anywhere (we still have no idea where that will be).
I’ll leave you with our three favourite shots from the weekend.
Next time you hear from me or maybe even Vivian it’ll hopefully be with less sore legs and another exploration.