I spent a whole summer in Brazil , in a boho neighbourhood by the name of Santa Teresa (Rio) as my home base.. which was a solid 1-2 hour bus ride to the school I was teaching at. (yes.. an hour leeway, because the word 'schedule' isn't really a thing thats dealt with by locals in Rio)
so many memories and experiences explode in my mind as I think of all the things I learnt while living here. The easygoing and warm way of life that many brazillians hold, how easy it is to get drunk from cachaça when its hot and all you've eaten that day was mangoes, how sweating your bodyweight will usually lead to really clear and glowing skin, how to walk in Centro with a 'woman on a mission, do not even try' mentality, but most of all - how to celebrate life even if things aren't going in the direction you want it to. Because after all, nothing is forever, so you might as well stop worrying and dance your heart out to the pounding samba drums with a drink in one hand, and with a questionable street food in the other.