Day 14: Call Me JoJo
14.01.09: Got up nice and early after a surprising restful sleep and headed to the border. I was first to be stamped through and I headed to the nearest bank to get some Brazilian Reals. Only the bank doesn't take foreign cards, so now I'm in the back of a shared taxi on the two-hour journey to Boa Vista on a wing and a prayer and a promise that I'll pay the taxi driver after we find a bank that will take my cards. Luckily enough for me, I'm sitting next to a particularly yummy mummy from Brazil who keeps breast feeding her six month old baby Jojo. Not the most unpleasant seatmate of the Odyssey I have to say. Oh, she's doing it again - don't look, don't look, don't... oh, bugger it, this is GREAT! Welcome to Brazil! It's almost enough to make me…