Eventually I’ll post all of my photos and videos of Brazil, but for starters, here is a taste of what is to come. Click the thumbnails for larger versions.
The days in Brazil were adventure filled, as were the evenings. We saw the filming of a telenovela, hit up a night club called “Les Gens”, stopped by a “boi caprichoso” samba festival, and a made a cameo at a Brazilian country dancing/micro-brewery, where we ran into Miss Amazonia and her twin sister, pictured at right. You’ll notice my shaved head, which was done to make me look mean enough to ward off potential muggers.
I might have mentioned before that we took a boat trip to the confluence of the Amazon and Black Rivers. At the intersection, the rivers refuse to immediately mix (due to different temperatures and speeds), so they run parallel for upwards of nine miles. A clear demarcation is visible in the water (as they are also different colors.) Here, to the left, I’m pictured holding a glass of water scooped from out from either side of our boat.
On that same boat, my brother and I pose (right) for a picture with the thick jungle in the background. You’ll notice my tattered NY Yankees hat has seen better days. It might not surprise you to know that that particular hat has been to five continents with me. Yes, I know it’s gross. Yes, several close friends have tried to rid me of that hat. No, I don’t know why my brother is using the gun pose again.
Next we transferred from big boat to canoe, and I, wanting to get all the action, moved to the front of the boat. The canoe trip up into a small stream of the Black River was one of my favorite parts of the entire trip. The lush foliage, vines and branches were just feet above our heads, obscuring the sky and plunging us into a thick, humid shade. The canoe was navigating the waters with only the slightest clearance on either side. It was something right out of National Geographic. Trying to capture it all, I took nearly 2GB of photos and videos in a matter of minutes.
And what do you find in rain forests? Exotic animals of all variety like snakes, alligators and sloths. Three-toed sloths, to be exact. Sloths who don’t mind getting their pictures taken. I asked a local if the odd-looking sloth (to the right) had a name. She said he did not, so I picked one for him: “Moore.” Yes, sloths move REALLY slowly.