The girl from Ipanema

The girl from Ipanema

Arraial do Cabo, my home in Brazil, was just as sleepy as it must have been back in the day when Vespucci got stranded here. A port, fishermen, some charmingly derelict streets and a crumbling ‘plaza’. The latter offered weekend entertainment in form of a...
The dog on the hot tin roof.

The dog on the hot tin roof.

Is it only Tuesday? Has it really only been three days since I boarded a plane? And four nights since I sat in my room wondering if I was really ‘going for it’ or if my whole trip planning for the next few months wasn’t, in fact, a horrible, silly...