BRAZIL

Finding Peace, Love, And A Little Bit Of Justice
Running along the Copacabana beach on our first day out of Africa, a tall, dark man with broad shoulders, lean muscles and long legs passed me by. The back of his black t-shirt read “Cada Dia, Te Quiero Mas (Each Day, I Love You More). A moment later, another toned, tanned guy blew by with a t-shirt that read “Peace.” Apparently this was my lucky day to be passed by ripped Brazilian hotties. I dug deep, trying to call forth the 3 hour 9 minute marathoner I was fifteen years ago to keep up, but Peace and Love slowly pulled away and then disappeared into the shimmering heat of a tropical Brazilian morning.Our pace was slow and comfortable in Rio, a city where I felt quite good about myself. Being settled in one place…Read more…