Street Art in Brazil

The street art pictured here is by HOW & NOSM. Wherever I am, I take pictures of street art–South Tyrol, Bali, New York City, Nice–but there’s no place on earth where the street art is more developed than in Brazil. As I was taking these pictures, I felt as if I were walking through the […]

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Safe in Rio de Janeiro?

Did you know that Carnaval in Rio actually lasts until the Sunday after Ash Wednesday? You did? Well, you’re smarter than I am. I was sure we’d get to Rio and find only the corpses, but there was still a few sparks, a few straggling revelers. There were also quite a lot of paint-slathered youths […]

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Free Photo Friday — Food

I can’t imagine anything in the world that excites me more than . . . food. What were you thinking? Food. I often go to restaurants alone so that I can enjoy the evening chewing and licking and swallowing food. And if you find that icky, well to each his own. If you say the […]

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Carnival in Berlin?

Ah, clowns. Aren’t they funny? We were supposed to be in Brazil this week, but things sometimes turn out differently from the way you plan. It’s a long story that I’m sure you don’t . . . what? You want to hear it? Really? You’re going to what? Twist my arm until I tell it? […]

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The Long and Disappearing Road…Part III

The reason there are no pictures of me for this story is that 1) I don’t know how to digitize stone-age photos and 2) I am a little out of shape in those stone-age photos. Bigger is better in Brazil. The women have large behinds and large breasts; the men have their liter-sized beers and […]

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The Long and Disappearing Road…Part II

Full-bellied and pointed in the right direction, we were back on the road to Salvador in minutes. It was around four in the afternoon, so we had plenty of time to reach the next village-with-hotel by nightfall. Yet no sooner had this ambitious goal crossed our minds than our car rolled to a stop behind […]

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The Long and Disappearing Road

The road from Rio de Janeiro to Salvador is long . . . and winding . . . and often just not there anymore. The first “just not there anymore” came in the form of a landslide that had taken a bite out of the road, leaving just enough room to scoot by, which we […]

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A Waiter Knows Best

(Important! If this post is cut off at the bottom, please reload the page. This usually solves the problem.) __________________________ Having worked in the restaurant business for twelve years back when I had longer hair and all the Eurythmics albums, I’ve had the pleasure of witnessing the beauty and wonder of humanity at its hungriest. […]

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The Best of my Worst Hotel Horrors

Over the next few weeks, I’ll be sharing some hotel horror stories (as well as a few silver linings). As an adorably obsessed traveller, I’ve stayed in just about every form of accommodation, from pup tent to penthouse; and it has been my experience that the bed in a simple pensione can be as comfortable […]

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