Another day at Ipanema Beach — why do my kids like to be buried in the sand? The beach was a little more crowded this time. Not a lot of privacy! Beautiful viewpoint at the end of Ipanema. If you kept going toward the left (which is east) in the top picture, you’d reach Copacabana. Mary’s school friend, Carolina, is from Rio and was home for Christmas, so we met up for lunch. Her mother, Cristiane, is a very gracious person. This was the first time anyone had ever said to me, “Why don’t we meet at our yacht club?” Sugarloaf in the background.Their family doesn’t even own a boat these days, but I guess they’ve been members of this club for generations. It was a nice place to eat and fun to look around.