fragments, come together

in the midst of doing random street interviews, of which my endurance for is few per day, i have abundant amounts of time to think, ponder, etc.

i am going to miss brasil, for both what it has given me as a whole, but mostly in terms of all these little fragments of things ive loved. ill only see the big picture once i am home in america and have something to compare to. for now its just a collection of thoughts, a collection of images, a little slide show of tastes, smells, moments.

goiaba ice cream with chunks of ice, avocado juice, pudim at 2 am, catching tucunare on the rio unini, eating tapiocinha stuffed with coconut, washing manioca in the farinha house, long van rides in the convee, purple teeth, a room full of church goers singing and then crying, looking out over a forest canopy 50 m in the air, lunch with friends and peixe-boi, pink amazon river dolphins surfacing for air, guarana smoothies, pit-bull acai, picking fresh limes and drinking cashaca, being rocked to sleep in a hammock, stars on the rio amazonas, "the most beautiful thing in the world", the most delicious/simple fish in curuca, paddling a canoe, rihanna forro remixes, agua de coco, hustle and bustle of the marketplaces, taxi rides from nazare, wind everywhere, the best bananas, leaf identification, poor renditions of "william it was really nothing", sugar coffee at the bow, homemade tucupi, meeting of the waters, catch-phrase, ver-o-peso, cupuacu yogurt, sorvete breaks at the office, knowing everything is going to be all right.

and theres more. always more. itl come to me later.

tomorrow i could try and do more interviews, but i am going to give myself a break and just go to the beach all day.