On a gorgeous day just after Ash Wednesday, the streets of
Rio de Janeiro were rather quiet. The frenetic activity of Carnival and the
samba contests was over. The city and the beaches of
Copacabana had returned to some sort of normalcy. The height of the tourist season was over as the seriousness of Lent replaced the frivolity of
Carnival.
This is the Rio I experienced--a quieter, more laid back visit to Copacabana where local families and tourists mingled along the long paths following the curves and sweep of the ocean beaches; where, with the bulk of tourists gone, those of us remaining, had the pleasure of visiting the city's famous landmarks and fabulous seafood restaurants less impeded.
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| Statue of Christ the Redeemer |
It is on one of these explorations of the city of Rio that I realized there were little furry faces peering out from palm fronds and the jungle vegetation everywhere. Riding the slow cog railway up
Corcovado Mountain through the
Tijuca Rain Forest to eventually arrive at the statue of
Christ the Redeemer afforded many close-up encounters with these lithe, curious, quick little creatures: the
capuchin monkeys.
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| Capuchin Monkey |
What was most amazing about that experience? The awesome size and presence of the Christ statue? The incredible views from the top of Corcovado Mountain of Copacabana Beach and the Sambadome? or those dozens and dozens of curious monkey little faces looking at all the equally curious tourists?
In this high mountain town of Kandy, Sri Lanka, monkeys were everywhere--charming, intriguing and cute--and an absolutely unique and rare accompaniment to our music.
