The airline options for travel between São Paulo and Rio de Janeiro were limited. We asked A.L. for advice on which company would ensure our safe arrival. Azul, named after my favorite color, won our votes. Our goal was to arrive in Rio in the least traumatic manner and within one hour. The flight was prompt, but the experience was not without its shortcomings. The plane was small, and the trip was shaky. I prepared for danger by saying a prayer, holding my breath, and curling into a ball. The attendant offered water. A.C. accepted our drinks with the hand that was free of my grasp. I was relieved to land at SDU. The driver greeted us with a sign bearing our names. Rio began to reveal itself as we moved towards Leblon.