generosity and graffiti in Belo Horizonte

via rio, I finally arrived in belo horizonte.  I was greeted with familiar smiles and cute faces.  one of my favourite things in the world is the way that a real friendship just falls straight back into place as if no time has passed.  adela and I hadn't seen each other for over a year, but it felt as if she had been at mine the previous weekend gossiping over a cup of tea and biscuits.

so what's the first thing we do when we get back to hers?  she puts the kettle on (which in actual fact is a saucepan on the stove) and I unpack the health care package that my mama has provided...  four boxes of chocolate fingers, one terry's chocolate orange, one box of ferrero rocher, four cadbury's creme eggs and one massive box of maltesers.  the gossip starts and packets of biscuits are opened.  needless to say when I returned to Belo Horizonte two weeks later, the chocolates were no more...

my brazilian graffiti obsession starts in Belo Horizonte.  I managed to snap a few whilst we were driving past.  my favourite is the baby face with the missing eye...  a little freaky, but so cool. 

brazil is like a free modern art gallery wherever you go.  and to think that just 3 weeks ago I was pondering the South Croydon "banksy"...