A silent bird A raging tide a mountainside An open door Looming from the surf A whispered word A steady wind as we began And then no more PHISH
The day was a holiday. Businesses were supposed to be closed, but most of the tourist-oriented businesses of Retiro da Lagoa were open. Capitalism is definitely more apparent here in South America than in South-East Asia, Sri Lanka, or Europe. In those parts of the world – a holiday is a holiday. André and Divani arrived in the early afternoon after experiencing the “summer holiday” bus schedule traffic jam to Lagoa. They found it was easier to walk from the West of Lagoa than it was to wait on the bus to move slowly along in the traffic. We prepared for the chusaqueria later and then went walking to Praia Joaquina. A little bit of sun near the end of the day – just perfect. No need to worry about sunscreen. Ezra and Viena and I chased an empty 2-liter plastic bottle down the wind blown beach. I am so glad the temperature of the air and the water are both agreeable and prevents both Ezra and Viena from saying “I’m ready to go!” They have been really content with all sandy excursions of late. They are improving. We walked back home through the dunes of Joaquina. Such a cool experience with the lighting of the dunes and the wind blowing the sand and not really hot and not really cold and knowing the distance is not really far and very simple. We arrived home and André started his 5 hour BBQ Churasqueria – cooking class. Poor Viena was so hungry, but fell asleep before the full course was served. Ezra was long gone to bed before Viena. With the children asleep, we were all able to enjoy a late-night discussion in both Portuguese and English as the meat slowly roasted, cooked, burned until past midnight.
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