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chenanceou) wrote2008-05-03 06:08 pm
chenanceou) wrote2008-05-03 06:08 pm
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Sunshine and Good Bye
Paraty is undoubtedly a beautiful city. The solid colonial houses with high windows and frames painted in bright colours line cobblestone streets that have remained unchanged for the past 200 years. (Trust me, for Brazil 200 years is a very long time.) It’s a specially unique place full of peculiarities – about once a month, when the moon is full and the tide is high, the ocean floods the streets of the centre and for a short while the city becomes a tropical Venice, with makeshift bridges here and there for pedestrians. The locals like it that way.
Yes, I’m still here. Unfortunately, it won’t be for much longer. It’s time to go back home. I'll soon be off to Buenos Aires, Argentina. Next comes a business trip. Then I’ll take a deep breath (ie doctors) and prepare for the UK & Ireland trip. I was going to get a Britrail pass, but friends advised me to fly when necessary (Dublin - Edinburgh - London) and to rent a car when the need arises - promising it will be cheaper that way. I was sorely disappointed since I do enjoy trains and the rail system in the UK seems to pretty much go everywhere. I’m still planning on going to York by rail. So there.
They are now getting ready for the religious Festa do Divino celebration that is going on here this week. There are white doves (The Holy Spirit) everywhere and, as they pass by my open windows on their way to the town square, I can see the locals all dressed in white carrying their blood red banners and hear the drums, horns and pandeiros warming up for the big parade.
I have to try and remember how to post photographs on my LJ so you can see it.
Just like I have and try to remember how to do LJ cut so I don’t end up with a way too long post.
Yes, I’m still here. Unfortunately, it won’t be for much longer. It’s time to go back home. I'll soon be off to Buenos Aires, Argentina. Next comes a business trip. Then I’ll take a deep breath (ie doctors) and prepare for the UK & Ireland trip. I was going to get a Britrail pass, but friends advised me to fly when necessary (Dublin - Edinburgh - London) and to rent a car when the need arises - promising it will be cheaper that way. I was sorely disappointed since I do enjoy trains and the rail system in the UK seems to pretty much go everywhere. I’m still planning on going to York by rail. So there.
I don’t know whether anybody other than hesadevil listens to BBC Radio. If the little grey cells are working, I first found Radio 4 by way of Mr. Gaiman and the Punch radio play and it became an integral part of my life after the trouble with my eyes began. Now that the eyes are doing as well as they ever will, I still listen to the radio daily and can’t imagine doing without. One of my favourite shows is, easily, I’m Sorry I Haven’t a Clue. The show’s host, Humphrey Lyttelton, a gentleman so naughty he sometimes made me giggle like a schoolgirl, passed away on the 25th leaving my world a little bit sadder. ISIHAC, the antidote to panel games, made me realize that even though Stephen Fry is as close to perfection as they come in my book, he really, really can’t sing - unlike Rob Brydon who can and will do a mean Tom Jones. Some of you have that show or even that artist who manage to lift your spirits even when you are feeling bluer than blue and those of you will understand the gratitude I feel and how the passing of somebody I really didn’t know, has made me more than a bit sad.
hesadevil listens to BBC Radio. If the little grey cells are working, I first found Radio 4 by way of Mr. Gaiman and the Punch radio play and it became an integral part of my life after the trouble with my eyes began. Now that the eyes are doing as well as they ever will, I still listen to the radio daily and can’t imagine doing without. One of my favourite shows is, easily, I’m Sorry I Haven’t a Clue. The show’s host, Humphrey Lyttelton, a gentleman so naughty he sometimes made me giggle like a schoolgirl, passed away on the 25th leaving my world a little bit sadder. ISIHAC, the antidote to panel games, made me realize that even though Stephen Fry is as close to perfection as they come in my book, he really, really can’t sing - unlike Rob Brydon who can and will do a mean Tom Jones. Some of you have that show or even that artist who manage to lift your spirits even when you are feeling bluer than blue and those of you will understand the gratitude I feel and how the passing of somebody I really didn’t know, has made me more than a bit sad.They are now getting ready for the religious Festa do Divino celebration that is going on here this week. There are white doves (The Holy Spirit) everywhere and, as they pass by my open windows on their way to the town square, I can see the locals all dressed in white carrying their blood red banners and hear the drums, horns and pandeiros warming up for the big parade.
I have to try and remember how to post photographs on my LJ so you can see it.
Just like I have and try to remember how to do LJ cut so I don’t end up with a way too long post.
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