There is something somewhat thrilling about blogging when you’re not supposed to. This post is currently disguised as a very important work email, although if anyone was to look too closely it would be quite evident that it’s not.

Brazil is quite nice although I really haven’t seen much other than the route between the hotel and the conference centre. For some reason the bus driver seems to take a different route every morning which at least provides some variety. So far I have seen:

A jack russell terrier sitting on top of a six foot high wall

A horse pulling a cart and wearing a red wool cap

A giant grocery store painted florescent green

A man wearing a grass skirt and jeans