After the sights of yesterday, the mundane task of flying to re-join the ship in Rio was a little bit of a let down. However, the ship had laid on a spectacular mini-Rio Carnaval on deck to welcome us back and re-energise us.
We saw some amazingly energetic dancing, an athletic capoieira show, some ridiculously over-the-top costumes, and some ridiculously skimpy costumes too. How the buxom ladies gyrating furiously didn't fall out of their tiny sequinned costumes was a real wonder.
Normally, these local shows have to work hard to coax the passengers up to dance with them, but the beats were so infectiously energetic that people were rushing up to join in (of course, I had strategically placed my rhythmically-challenged self in a place where it was impossible to be forced to join in).
For 45 minutes, we were transplanted into the chaos and fun-loving mayhem of the Rio Carnaval – I don't think I've got the energy for the full thing.