Now England, our dear homeland, is really quite far away;
We left her in the spring and now she’s passed the longest day.
Here in Brazil it’s winter, but we’ve kept the gloves at bay
For it is hot, hot, hot, hot, HOT: plus 30 every day.
On Monday we tried to atone for recent dallying
And leapt forward 800 k´s – twas most encouraging.
On Tuesday our first driver whisked us in his speedy car
To meet a new friend-of-a-friend in cool Brasília.
Brasília’s the capital (not Rio as you thought);
When planning, 50 years ago, a fun design was sought.
A bird? A plane? Yes actually – the latter won the shout.
There’s symmetry and lots of space and funky sites throughout.
When Wednesday came, “Vamos!” we cried and spent a cheery day
With nine drivers who, one by one, helped put us on our way.
We caught one hitch whilst driving: one trucker yelled to the next;
Some cops helped too, most friendly chaps, so no need to be vexed.
We spent two nights in odd locales (as we are wont to do):
A truck container, first of all – a bit bizarre, it’s true.
Then after heading on, with time out watching Team Brazil,
Our tent came out – first time since March! Sleep hours? … Well, more than nil.
So here we are then, record set: our longest week to date
With many drivers on the way we’ve set the path to straight.
Our final truckers brought us east to Rondonópolis.
… Now you try rhyming that without using ‘metropolis’…
Total number of lifts: 134
Week Sixteen distance travelled: 2307 km
Total distance travelled: 17,866 km