Hi there! Welcome to my blog. The complete nature and intent of this blog is still being prayed down, but for now I'll humor any hapless visitor by sharing some intimate details from my holidays - a camping trip to a beautiful and virgin island called Ilha Grande. I had fondly remembered it as a car-less deserted paradise only a couple hours away. The problem was that, to our 5 man (or shall I say 1 man and 4 WOmen) team's dismay, the rest of Rio was thinking the same thing. We arrived to a tourist packed island. Now, our Boy Scout, Master Fisherman and Jack-of-all-trades, Rafa had brought full camping gear for us all, but due to environmental restrictions, only camping in paid campgrounds is allowed there (sounds more like a 'make-sure-you-spend-lots-of-money' campaign). After taking an early morning summer shower on our way to catch the ferry, our soggy feet stepped onto the island only to find out that the campings and hotels were packed and that the fees were exorbitant. But, hey, with our team of world travelers, not even the man who told us we should get the next boat back home unless we were willing to pay hundreds of Reais a night could convince us to doubt our cause - and when he said it was impossible, it spurred us on all the more, ha! Our Sweetie up there told us He'd plan this trip and we didn't want to miss out on finding out how. To see how, check out my next post!