Tussitala and Me: My Life with Charles Henry Maxwell (English Edition)

He had left London on a cold, gloomy day and although
he was flying to São Paulo, his plane landed in Rio de Janeiro,
at Brazil’s only international airport. He was wearing a tweed
coat and carrying his tennis racket. From the minute he stepped
into the heat of the runway and saw the Outeiro da Glória
church, he had a gut feeling he was going to like Brazil
and he did.