Boa noite!
I have been toying with the idea of starting this blog since I arrived in Rio in early March. I've been back and forth on the idea countless times. Do I really want to commit to writing all the time? Will this be like everything else I do - fun for a week or two and then I'll lose interest and feel guilty for never updating?
But then Rio happened. Rio and all its "bagunça". And I thought...I need to be writing this down. Because someday, some other new lost girl is going to arrive in this city and she is going to feel just like me. Lost, homesick, and frustrated, with that twinge of something-big-is-going-to-happen-here in her heart. When she does, I hope she finds this.
And I hope she never buys anything from Ponto Frio. Trust me, girl - pay a little more and buy it somewhere else. They will only break your heart.
Welcome to Rio through my eyes.
I have been toying with the idea of starting this blog since I arrived in Rio in early March. I've been back and forth on the idea countless times. Do I really want to commit to writing all the time? Will this be like everything else I do - fun for a week or two and then I'll lose interest and feel guilty for never updating?
But then Rio happened. Rio and all its "bagunça". And I thought...I need to be writing this down. Because someday, some other new lost girl is going to arrive in this city and she is going to feel just like me. Lost, homesick, and frustrated, with that twinge of something-big-is-going-to-happen-here in her heart. When she does, I hope she finds this.
And I hope she never buys anything from Ponto Frio. Trust me, girl - pay a little more and buy it somewhere else. They will only break your heart.
Welcome to Rio through my eyes.
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