Thursday, 19 January 2012
Here, finally. After what seems like twenty three trips around the globe, my feet finally set themselves on Brazilian ground. Time slows. Seconds bleed graciously into themselves as they pass by in a meandering line, ponderous and limpid. Calm. Hot. Sticky. Suffocating in its beauty. I want to see everything simultaneously. All at once, greedy.
Then Davi clambers his old car up the steep hill at the edge of Sete Lagoas, and turns me to see the expanse. The grassy hills rolling into the sprawling city, the mountains its guardians in the background, keeping watch.
There's a good chance I'll never leave.