Bumb Tire

The road to Congonhas is a bit treacherous to say the least. Actually, it is kind of miserable. Our little underpowered Fiat was struggling to get up the hills and pass these huge trucks which were going ever so slowly in the right lane. They were kicking up red dirt from the bushes on the side of the road and creating a cloud of redness that was difficult to navigate. If you are in the right lane, you also have to watch out for pot holes, some of which are huge and deep. One of the pot holes jumped up and knocked us so hard that the car started yelling for help. After stopping to figure out that our tire's rim was bent, we went on. When we finally stopped in the church at Congonhas, the tire decided to end it's life, and I had to replace it with the spare tire held right next to the engine, since there was so much extra room in the engine compartment.