Landing again after dark at Julio Cesar SBJC, and after having barely shut down the engine on the apron between two
jetliners and finished the refuelling process, a heavy tropical rain started to pour down in buckets.

Different countries, different customs, languages and administrative hurdles, was what we had to experience this time!

Nobody seemed to speak any English, French or German. After enter­ing the terminal building, it took us the best part of
three hours to negotiate us through Customs, Health Service and the fiscal control office.

Around 10 p.m. that night, we were finally sitting in a taxi on the way from the airport downtown to our hotel.
After check-in, we took the same taxi to a nice restaurant in the middle of Belem Harbour on the Amazon River,
for a few cold beers and a delicious late dinner.

Delicious dinner

The following day, we had the long distance of 1,700 kilometres to cover to reach Recife on the north-eastern coast of Brazil.