When you dilly dally in Brazil be prepared to sweat. I mean, it’s steamy hot which may explain why the bikinis are so small and the food is so delicious it may explain why the butts are so big…namely mine.
The trip started in Sao Paolo where Ken had work to do and I had shopping to do. The local designers have incredible shops filled with unique designs from Carlos Miele, Antonio Bernardo, Huis Clos, Rosa Cha and of course the famous Havaianas, which come in every color, shape and form. After Ken’s work was done we headed out to our friend’s place at the beach near Paraty to relax on the beach, swim, hike and get our heads together before getting on the boat to Rio where all hell breaks loose for Carnivale. And in the meantime I’ve discovered my undying love for cachaca.
A few pieces from the Pinacoteca Museum in Sao Paolo
On the way to beaches of Paraty
The “road” to Rio
A hike at the mountain at Copacabana Beach
Carnivale…can’t be explained or captured on film, you just have to experience it, but here goes.