Brazilians possess an innate rhythm and an unbelievable ability to move their bodies to the rapid beats of samba – something that is far beyond comprehension for an average North American such as myself, though I’ve concluded that the only reasonable explanation is that they must have a couple of extra joints in their bodies. Their remarkable ability to samba is fostered through childhood, where local communities are united within the prestigious Escolas de Samba (Samba Schools). Samba Schools are often the foundation of a community, where locals strive to make the team and represent their Samba School in the quest to appear at the world renowned annual Carnival.
Leading up to my Brazilian adventure, I wondered how South America was going to compare to the rest of my travel experiences. Up until Brazil, my travels had taken me through Australasia, Europe, North America and the Caribbean, rendering me a complete stranger to South America. Read more
I was so looking forward to taking a pleasant scenic train ride along the Vietnam countryside heading for Hoi An. I certainly didn’t expect a bullet train, but neither did I expect snail rail. When I purchased my train ticket from the agent, she provided detailed instructions on how to locate the correct platform and train. Now, there’s something about Hanoi, that even knowing what to expect sends me into panic mode when I see crowds of people rushing around. It was about 6pm when I checked my watch and looked down at my sheet of instructions, according to which I was not permitted to enter the platform until 6:45pm. But suddenly, the big platform doors were flung open and it was as if the entire station jumped up from their seats and made a mad rush for the doors. Read more