I am back home in Brazil and the spring rains have come. The air is deep and damp, and the humidity fills your lungs and greases your skin. I like it. It reminds me of summers at home in Maine. Funny how that happens here; this place is familiar even though the packaging is different. …
Fotocrônica: Traveling Home
How do you know you’ve been homesick for something? When you’re willing to pay anything–even airport prices–to have it. Things that had me dancing in the airport gift shop: a wall of nuts and dried fruit, a Real Simple magazine, and dangerously dark chocolate. Brazil, I love you, but your snacks for travelers and your …
