Walking home from the beach through the Quadrado in Trancoso, where I pass a group of teenagers singing Beija Flor, I wonder if it’s possible to love a country more than I love Brazil.
Trancoso, Brazil

an ode to travelling
Walking home from the beach through the Quadrado in Trancoso, where I pass a group of teenagers singing Beija Flor, I wonder if it’s possible to love a country more than I love Brazil.