Terça-Feira, 11 Março 2008 We slept like bricks until 1:30 AM when two, maybe three, roosters crowed for while (maybe an hour) and then shut their beaks until dawn. I’ve been fighting a cold and a sore throat for a week so Mary wandered out into town in search of comidas for café de manha.Continue reading “Brasil: Dia Sete – Búzios”
Between Science and Politics Lies the Environment.
Nullius in Verba 