I head out of the room, locking it firmly behind me, and putting the key in my pocket. Shared bathroom at the end of the dark corridor. The floor filthy, as I walk along and push open the door.
A broken toilet, no seat or lid, dirty too, the smell from the room hitting me. Drains. A sink, and what looks like or should be a shower. A small hole in the wall with a tap attached, about six foot up. How the hell am I gona reach that, I laugh.
I turn on the tap at the sink and the pipes vibrate as the noise echos throught them, and a drizzle of cold murky water splurges out. Hhmm maybe not I think, as I run my hands under the substance and then through my hair. Pulling a band of my wrist I tie my hair up, the best I could with no mirror.
Right time to venture out, I want to get a look at the view, watch the wildlife and maybe take the train up to the Ferro do Corcovado.
My adventure has really begun.
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