But then again, there’s no place like Rio.
On my way to drop 7 rolls to be processed. I would have shot more if not a little inhibited by the fear of getting my camera stolen. As gorgeous as Rio is, I’ve heard my fair share of horror stories. Fortunately, I was treated and greeted with love and smiles, and all things nice.
I’m missing a lot of things right now, but my life is better than anything I could ever ask for. Living right now is what dreams are made of. Thank you, Rio. Thank you, Sylvia.
I think I finally and fully understand “saudade”.
Saudades, Rio.
