by Robin Sparks | Aug 3, 2004 | Blog
Like Saddam Hussein, I crawled out, unkempt, squinting against the glare of the sun. I had survived Summer CELTA Camp, all thirty days of it. Yes, I know it´s hard to believe that life in Brazil could be less than sublime, but the truth is that the worse kind of hell...
by Robin Sparks | Jul 5, 2004 | Blog
Don’t cry for me…My apartment in Boa Viagem, Recife, Brazil is one block from the beach. Good thing I can see it, because other than one or two jogs, I’ve not had time to go there. I left Buzios four days ago for Recife in Northeastern Brazil. Today...
by Robin Sparks | Jun 29, 2004 | Blog
I am at Tartaruga Beach, one of twenty beaches on the Buzios peninsula. In Brazil, going to the beach is the raison d’ etre – everything is planned around it – and so when in Rome… The long curved sliver of sand is lined with chaises,...
by Robin Sparks | Jun 22, 2004 | Blog
I moved into an apartment today just a few feet from the water. The WHY I switched locations is another story which I will write about when I’ve had a chance to cool down. Suffice it to say, that leaving the Aqua Barra Guesthouse in Buzios, Brazil was something...
by Robin Sparks | Jun 22, 2004 | Blog
LOG-BLOG!!! Half finished articles are jamming my notebooks faster than I can write and log them. Someone told me a “blog” is the “same as an article, only unpublished”. I am in Brazil with stories coming out of my ears. But I normally spend up...
by Robin Sparks | Jun 10, 2004 | Blog
Surfer on Buzios Beach, Brazil I have set out to swim alone among the expats of Buzios. Stefano, who once tooled around Miami in a long yellow Cadillac, played professional tennis in France, frequented the international party circuit between Uruguay, Marabella, and...
