Yesterday was the first day since I began the blog when I haven`t written to you, so suffering mild withdrawal symptoms, I have sought out a cyber-cafe on Copacabana beach just to say: hi.
I jumped on a 2-hour flight from Salvador to Rio on Thursday, and had two hours at the airport to wait for my buddy Andreas to arrive on a later flight. I took the opportunity to stand at the arrivals gate with a hand-made sign, asking for a ticket to the Final in four languages.
Surprisingly, four different people came to me telling me they had them: two were asking silly money, two took my number and said they would get back in touch.
They haven`t.
Yet.
All aboard the Doron-mobile…
The past48-hours must have happened because it`s now Saturday afternoon, and I am about to head to the enormous Fanfest on the famous beach here to watch Holland vs Brazil in the pointless 3rd/4th place play off. But all I really remember about it is the lovely, fun, crazy people I´ve met and hung around with, the rain which has been torrential, and lots and lots of beer and caipirinha.
If anyone needs a place to stay in Rio, I know the name of a good 24-hour bar in the city centre.
So, no new photos today as they are all still in my phone, and I don´t know when next I will get to a computer, so amuse yourselves with past blogs, and wish me luck as I spend the next 24-hours online, on forums, on people´s shoulders on the street, and on tenderhooks searching for that elusive ticket…
And don´t forget to sign up for details of the forthcoming Benfica to Brazil book!
Benfica to Brazil 
Don’t forget to visit the Benfica beach bar at Ipanema beach… it’s the one with the big Benfica flags… can’t miss it!
Sweeeeet!! I´ll have to look for that today…
Go(o)d luck Doron! =D