What happens when a government starts to run out of money? What are they able to cut out? This is what I noticed when I was living in Brazil… First, goes the parks people. No one is cutting the grass, raking the leaves, pruning the bushes and planting flowers. In terms of importance for human survival and protection,…… Continue reading Life Behind Bars
Why is it that so many people live in cities, but whenever given the chance escape to small towns? Through the history of time, more and more people have been flocking to big cities. But somehow, I feel our hearts long for the tranquility of somewhere less hectic. Somewhere without the background noise of cars, horns, planes, and…… Continue reading Small Towns
1. Bike or run Copacabana & Ipanema on a Sunday – My favorite thing about Rio is that the main road right next to the beach is closed to cars all day Sunday, so that bikers, runners, and outdoor seekers can use it. Nothing quite like enjoying the views of Copacabana and Ipanema using your own two feet to get…… Continue reading Top 5 Things to Do in Rio de Janeiro
Do you ever think about what life would be like as a coconut? As I stroll down the black and white patterned walk of Ipanema, I wonder about the life of these coconuts. Maybe they grew up in a tree a few hours away, were picked off and rolled into a van on the way…… Continue reading I’d Be…a Coconut in Ipanema
Five days in Florianopolis, and I was starting to feel like I could get used to living in this slow, fisherman town. Little roads, soft, white sand beaches, mountainous terrain aside the tumultuous sea, and a leisurely pace of life. “A vacation for the vacation”, as I called it, since we weren’t taking any portuguese classes.…… Continue reading Go Fish!
Growing up in the heart of South Carolina, I thought I understood the buffet world. Mac and cheese, soggy vegetables, corn bread, mystery meat, and some bread pudding. Maybe if you went to Golden Coral you would wind up with something slightly different, but more or less, the idea of the American buffet is to consume…… Continue reading A Beckoning Buffet
My ears are ringing with noises coming from all directions, like I’ve steeped into a loud Italian market with people yelling at one another, raising their hands up, making gestures to negotiate prices with vendors. That’s exactly where I was, except in Porto Alegre. Porto Alegre is a city with about 1.5 million people in the South…… Continue reading A Glimpse of Porto Alegre