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Are those banjoes I hear? Nah, this South is so much deeper than that. The Earth has seven continents, and one is vastly different from the rest. There will be no polar bears, no igloos and no Father Christmases where I'm heading. Quite the opposite.
The best way to get there is via South America, and while I'm in the neighbourhood I might as well pick up where I left, roughly four years ago, and continue the trek through planos, pampas and pantanals. As icing on this southern exposure cake, I get to spend New Year's in one of the world's most commonly recognised party cosmopoles, Rio.