It could be the beaches:
Max Relaxing at Ipanema
It could be the mountains which encircle the beaches:
Ipanema with the mountains known as Dois Irmaos (Two Brothers) in the background
It could be the juice culture:
It could be wonderfully hospitable friends who make amazing french toast with nutella topping, and who happen to have a stash of peanut butter!
It probably wouldn't be the fast food that people seem to subsist on when there not having their acai:
Hot Dog with Raisins
It might have something to do with the really cool graffiti and murals throughout the city (in all seriousness):
Unfortunately, it no longer can be linked to the neat little cable car that ran through the Santa Teresa neighborhood where my friends live. The cable car, which I vaguely remember from my time in Rio before, was shut down this last year after a cable car accident left 8 people dead. The neighborhood seems to be incredibly upset about the absence of the cable car, which is known as the Bonde (pronounced bon-gee) after James Bond due to a film of his that was filmed here.
and yes, given the above reasons, this blog post is part 1 for there will surely be a part 2, if not a part 3, and part 4 as various family members and friends earn their gold stars by making the trip to the southern half to watch the toilets flush counter-clockwise.
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