Narcisa nossa Snehora das cinzas

I’m sitting by my motorcycle at the end of the beach in Ipanema at the end of the day. The waves are breaking at my feet as the last human remnants of the frantic beach day scramble around before fading into the shadows of impending night. Everything is perfect here. The air temperature feels just […]

No, it’s not over yet… The pilot took us around the behemoth statue of Christ a few times and even over the ocean. Narcisa squeezed my hand. I didn’t mind, I was a little afraid of the whole situation too. Jonathan just laughed as he looked back at our aghast faces. Narcisa continued to squeal and bleat like […]