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The Miraflores visitors center.

I arrived in Panama at seven in the morning, right in the middle of a soccer match. Walking through the terminal, everyone was glued to their cellphones, watching the team’s progress against England – not so different from Brazil. Game day is a holiday with which I was completely unfamiliar until this past month. Gustavo…… Continue reading PTY

Re-visiting Vancouver

Kitsilano Beach.

For the past three years, I’ve somehow found myself in the Vancouver area. Vancouver was never on my list of places to visit and while I stand by my opinion that these Northwestern cities are just freakily quiet, there is something special about Vancouver. It’s cool (in both senses of the word), relaxing, and scenic.…… Continue reading Re-visiting Vancouver

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Abu Dhabi

In all of my travels, I somehow managed to avoid going so far east that I never needed to stop in the United Arab Emirates. (Which is probably the opposite of what every Australian traveler has ever experienced, ever.) So, understandably, I was both intrigued and a bit nervous when I booked my flight for…… Continue reading Abu Dhabi

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A Weekend in Petrópolis

Hello Petrópolis!

Petrópolis is about an hour and a half bus ride from Rio de Janeiro and is not to be confused with propolis, the throat spray, as I have a tendency to do. I also have a tendency to overreact to the prospect of sitting on a bus for over an hour, but despite the steady…… Continue reading A Weekend in Petrópolis

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Gramado, Brasil

View from the temple.

German architecture, changing autumn leaves, hot chocolate, Tibetan temples, and snow are rarely the images that come to mind when most people think of Brazil. But Gramado isn’t like anywhere else I’ve seen in Brazil.Situated down south, in the state of Rio Grande do Sul, Gramado and its surrounding areas are highly influenced by German culture. Stepping…… Continue reading Gramado, Brasil

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Maceio: the beaches

Where the river meets the ocean.

I am not from a place where you can see your feet when standing in ocean water. Maragogi, on the other hand, was impeccably clear. So much so that I was inspired and successfully convinced to try snorkeling one more time after a failed attempt in Hawaii. With a little extra coaching, I did not feel…… Continue reading Maceio: the beaches

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