I’ve found a yoga place, 15 minutes from where I am staying. It’s a windy walk uphill through streets and stairs – I feel like I’m in snakes and ladders. There’s nothing straightforward about it and it’s very Brazilian.
Walking to the yoga studio crossing roads with no crosswalks when all the paulistas are coming back from work feels like an achievement. When I get to Julia’s lyengar yoga class on Rua São Gall I feel like I’ve already done my exercise for the day.