20 August 2010
Ramblings on Rio
The longer I stay in Rio de Janeiro, the more I'm reminded of Hong Kong.
There's the same sense of being squeezed between mountains and sea, the same vast views from hilltops across dense housing to bays, and areas of 60s six-floor apartments (although these are gradually vanishing in Hong Kong) studded with air conditioners. There's the same small-scale shopping, the same arctic air-con to shop and taxi interiors that is a shock after the brilliance outside, and there's a tram system, although only one line remains.
Hong Kong's shopping is far superior, and a great deal cheaper than Rio's. Rio's beaches are superb (one is said to be 18km long), and considering their proximity to the city centre the cleanliness (of some at least) is remarkable. I dislike beaches in general, but I find these irresistible.
The taxis are as hit-and-miss as Hong Kong, and there's the same language gap. The food is better in Hong Kong. But there's a lot more of Rio--it's like Hong Kong writ very large.
Hong Kong is undoubtedly safer than Rio, although Rio is safe enough for those who use a little caution, and who select when, and where, and how they travel. I spend time in Hong Kong almost every year, and I lived there briefly, but I'd certainly like to spend more time here. Ten days hasn't been enough.
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