Tag Archives: Morro de Sao Paulo

Time Matters

 

Six years ago I spent 4 months off and on … on a little island in Brazil called Morro de Sao Paulo. I think it was the best time of my life: nothing to do but lie on the beach, meet interesting people in bathing suits from all over the world, play Argentinian card games, drink cheap liquor, read books, eat great food, and basically just hang out.

Today I received this photo from the guy that took the original photo that’s my hovercard/profile photo; he’s back there on holiday.

Most people probably want to go back in time … I just want to go back in place.

 

note: I don’t care that they’ve replaced the sand road with a brick one … and and the garbage can is more classy.

double note:  thank you Diego!

triple note:
You can’t go home againThomas Wolfe
 “You can go home again, but you’ll have to break a window
  planetross

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Today #361

Today someone was thinking about me halfway around the world … usually someone is just thinking about me half-assed closeby.

today note: if someone is thinking about me somewhere all the way around the world, is that just me?

 

Key Balls And Chains

 

I’ve acquired quite a few key chains in the last 10 years or so.

Most of them were presents from friends or students who went on holidays: Saipan, New Zealand, Australia, other places in Japan, and Hawaii seem to be popular destinations for Japanese people for some reason.

I’ve bought a few as keepsakes from places I’ve visited: the “No Stress” one from Morro de São Paulo, Brazil supposedly floats, while the real piranha one would fall apart if you stuck it in your pocket, but it’s cool anyway.

Others just seem to have appeared magically with bottles of whiskey.

For me, the only problem with having so many keychains is … I don’t use keychains.

My keys are in the top left of the photo.

 

note: I should open a keychainstore.

double note: people seem to give me a lot of gloves as well, … but never those cool doctor ones.

triple note: the only person I know with an authentic keychain is Mr. Pettit.

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Today #155

Today I read that Cindy Lauper was on tour in Japan when the earthquake/tsunami/nuclear reactor stuff was happening … and she just kept on touring for another week. She goes to the head of the class.

Moisture Doesn’t Suit Me

 Morro de Sao Paulo, Brazil 2006

 

 

I’d rather sweat in a wetsuit than wet in a sweatsuit;

… but that’s just me.

 

note: I don’t think you’re suppose to pee in wetsuits, drysuits, sweatsuits, or business suits.
… but once you’ve bought it, I don’t think anyone is going to stop you.

double note: I’m not really a diver: it was just an introductory dive in about 2 meters of water. The madman on the left is Diego from Argentina. If you go to Argentina just ask for Diego, you’ll find him.

triple note: man! I haven’t looked like that for 2 and a half years (sad face): I guess work doesn’t suit me either.

 

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The Beach

 

 

Everyone has their beach.

 

Mine is on Morro de Sao Paulo, Brazil: 2 hours by catamaran from Salvador.

 

Off and on, I spent 4 months there from April 2006 to January 2007.

 

I met amazing people; had amazing adventures; and became the laziest person on earth for a short time.

 

Paradise?

 

No.

 

But very close.

 

When I think of the beach, I think of this one.

 

 

Where is your beach?