So, it was bank holiday Wednesday today, and I've had a mini weekender all in 24 hours. Last night (Tuesday, but effectively Friday) I hit the glorious Pavão Azul in Copacabana, and behaved precisely like it was Friday night. I was, after all celebrating having made it through 37 years relatively unscathed.
|Chicken, feijao and beer.|
|The Brama kiosk, just near Barraca 86 - Barraca de Fatima|
The he woke up, and I spent Sunday afternoon in the park with Jed (see what I did there?). And then our early evening scran was at the old favourite on Belford Roxo - Pizza and a bottle of Original to boot.
|And no Sunday on a Wednesday is complete without chasing after your child while he tries to drive...|