12. Brazilian dangers…

On Saturday I ventured out of my hostel for the first time properly, to meet people and see some of this former capital, the third largest city in Brasil, Salvador de Bahia. I was invited to explore the ‘Centro Histórico’ by a wonderful Couch Surfer with spare time and a passion for sharing her town and her time with foreigners.

We ended up at a weekly jazz event housed in the Museum of Modern Art complex, where I met some other CS’ers, and we shared stories of the World Cup.

Your intrepid correspondent attacked by a letter 'D'...

Your intrepid correspondent attacked by a letter ‘D’…

I have always had a blindly optimistic view of Continue reading