Rio de Janeiro
RDJ - it seems to me now - is a place that I used to know. Back in the 1990s, I came here a lot and stayed a month or two at a time. That seems like a different life and I am a certainly a different person now. But the memories of this unique combination of a giant megapolis situated within and upon a stunning landscape still holds enchantment for me. That is, if you can ignore the sweetish-smell of rotting fruit permeating the air or the polluted water in the very restricted and closed basin that is Guanabara Bay (one of the original Seven Natural Wonders). Rio is essentially a mix between a city on a bay - like San Francisco - and a world-class landscape - like Yosemite Valley. What a place!



Beach scene from the heart of Abraão. One of our local guides told me that he came here from Rio to surf when he was 16 years old. He fell in love with the island and its laid back way of life. He vowed to return. It took him a few more years but he has now lived on the island for 25 years. When he moved here, his mother was aghast - as a former penitentiary island, she was worried for his safety.
Santos and Brazilian (and Italian) Coffee Culture
São Paulo is the fourth largest city in the world with nearly 22 million people. About 50 miles from the coast its port is a city called Santos. This has been a major port in Brazil for centuries and when the coffee crop was introduced in the 1600s, this was a major export location.
As we left Brazilian waters we had a gloriously calm day at sea sailing toward Montevideo Uruguay. The weather was superb and seas calm as glass. Streaming to the south out of the north were the wispy tendrils of beautiful cirrus clouds. They were present in the sky for most of the afternoon. I love cirrus clouds! Awesome!