From Aparecida, we drove through the mountains to the coast and to Rio. Tensions were high as we once again endured the sorting ceremony. As per usual with World Youth Day, all was not in order upon our arrival. I road herd on the pilgrims while Frs. Sparks and Christensen sorted all of that out. The neighborhood is quite safe, but it looks scary to any who have never visited a large city with ramshackle buildings, barbed wire wrapped walls, and graffitied walls. Luckily we are four or five to a house this time as opposed to just one or two.
I am housed with Colin Kling, Logan Pochop, and Andrew Sullivan. This house is lovely, and we are hosted by a family of four. The veranda is almost an apartment unto itself. After a bus drive and a change of clothes, the breeze blowing through the house was a welcome relief.
Having been fed again we are now getting our fix of American electronics. Bedtime is very soon. We gather tomorrow at 6:30 am. I will have more for you tomorrow.
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