I didn't really realize that Friday was Valentine's Day but somehow I ended up treating myself to a nice sushi dinner at Geisha Hi-Tech, a restaurant I discovered whilst walking through a shopping mall. If I remember correctly, I hadn't had any sushi since my trip to LA in November!
They had a nice selection of dishes going around on the conveyor belt.
Usually I'm very happy with basic salmon and tuna maki / nigiri.
This dessert was so delicious that I had two of these.
This mini tarte was quite sweet and runny. One helping was enough though.
Randomly 'discovering' eateries is either a hit or a miss; in this case, it was definitely a hit.
And this is what I looked like after my very unromantic confrontation and fight with a mugger. After dinner I walked back to my hotel through a tunnel between Botafogo and Copacabana. A guy was walking in the same direction in front of me. At some point he turned around and came towards me. He said something in Brazilian and I understood that he wanted something from me.
I tried to stay calm but when he pulled out a small nail file, I realized that I was being mugged. It's one of those situations when all of a sudden everything happens quickly but you live it in slow motion. It's the fight or flight moment. And clearly, I am not a flight person, as I learned.
I was going to give him all my cash but each time I reached into my bag, he became very tense and aggressive as he was probably scared that I was going to pull out a weapon. Then he grabbed my arm (I cannot stand it when a stranger touches me) and I got really angry. He tried to reach into my bag (all he wanted was my phone), which I moved away from him, then he wanted to tear it off me but he couldn't since I was wearing it across my body. We were scuffling and I was screaming as if I was about to be butchered.
At that point, a guy who was walking on the other side of the tunnel (we were separated by two car lanes), was shouting. It was enough for the mugger to let go and run away. You cannot believe how relieved I was. When I reached the end of the tunnel, my saviour caught up with me and I thanked him. He told me that a month ago he was in Paris and he got his wallet stolen. Isn't it ironic... don't you think?
I went back to the hotel, straight to the bar as I needed a drink. A caipirinha, of course. And then I realized that I looked like a total mess: my face was dirty and so were my arms. I apologized to the barmen. One of them told me that in such a situation one has to give up everything and just run. He had once been attacked by ten guys.
Lesson learned: avoid walking alone through tunnels, don't resist the mugger, never carry anything with you that you aren't prepared to lose.
I was still upset wanted to go back to find the guy and kick his a.. but what good would have come out of this? I just let it be.
Definitely a Valentine's Day with a special guy that got my heart beating faster. I will forever remember it.
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Rio de Janeiro