Water is the Stuff of Life
We spent yesterday at one of the beaches that go on forever in the Jurere International area where Brazilian Jet Setters live in eye popping white mansions. Everything was over the top: the houses, the women, and their attire. If you are in the 20s-30s, single and on the move demographic, you live for weekends on the beach. If you don't own a car, you take a bus. You go to be seen -- to strut your stuff. If you are a women you will enhance your upper and lower body.
Most women wear "butt thongs." Bob says that they pay in gold per square centimetre for their togs. Not one full suit on the whole beach. It was a sight to behold.
A planet away from the slums of Sao Paulo
Saphira didn't think she'd make it.
stones hanging out
Saphira and Brian -- a step away from the house
A Land of Oysters
The Romans farmed oysters in the 1st century BCE on the Italian peninsula. Eventually the Barbarian invasions ended the industry. Now 2000 years later many oyster farms are flourishing in places like Florianopolis.
oyster shacks in the background
nets by the sea
scrubbing an oyster boat
an oyster farm
Bob and I have been "commuting" for an hour and a half a day to Brian's place in the north. In one way it's given us a chance to be closer to downtown and to get to know a different area of the island. But it's also taxing -- especially twice a day on the hair pin turns. On Tuesday we're booked into a resort in the north. Will be fun.
Tonight for the first time we nailed our turn off back to the hotel. Instead of over passes to reach the other side of the highway, you ease over to a Retorno, if you can find it, turn around and drive back in the same direction you just came, sometimes for more than a kilometre. It's weird.
All the driving with days on the move in between has meant little time to post blogs. Lo siento. I have the photo issues mostly solved and will post more often from now on.
We think of home. Be well and keep warm.
Lynda
Beautiful. Happy ur still alive. Did you get a thong?
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