Back to black in Brazil

The dark eyes and the dark hair. They say Brazil is all sun and fun, but I dress in black … More

From me to you

Who do you want to go with he asks and I point at M. It’s an impromptu night with a … More

It doesn’t matter what I tell myself. At the end of the day we are still the same you and … More

I do love the red barns The hippies with grey pony tails Driving through the woods on Mountain Rest Road … More

I fell so hard for you and I’m still there you know. How will it ever be like it was … More

I miss my yoga teacher Ana Paula in Campo Grande Who speaks slowly to make sure I understand her Portuguese … More

I wanted to spend the evening writing posts about life and travels But my heart is elsewhere Somewhere in Mato … More

I stay put walking the streets and listening to the sound of Portuguese I travel to the Pantanal Ride horses … More

My alarm goes off at 4am and still pitch black outside, I get dressed and get out to the kitchen. … More

Thank god for the horses Who are always there When I need them