FUF correspondent Stella Monitor reflects on the more and less respectful ways that tourists choose to experience Rio de Janeiro.
I’m walking along the beach on Copacabana when a military green roofless jeep whizzes past me. Inside, tourists in safari hats can be seen, standing and giggling. Music blares from the speakers and wakes up the whole neighborhood.
When I first moved to Rio, I imagined that the jeeps and safari-clad tourists were headed for the large, beautiful national park that surrounds the city – it would have been reasonable given their choice of clothing and the size of the cameras around their necks.
But they are not going there. Nowadays, I know exactly where they are going, namely to one of the…


























