Phil Vinter and Sophie Cross are a couple of journalists taking a little jaunt through Brazil, Colombia, Ecuador, Peru and anywhere else the wind takes them!
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- Hand gestures of Brazil...
- Peru's floating reed islands on Lake Titicaca
- Hanging out at one of the World's only sloth sanctuaries
- Drugs, dirt and danger: A glimpse at Rio's shadier half
- A National Treasure: Trekking in Chapada Diamantina
- Is a diet of guinea pig, Amazonian frogs legs and snake juice the key to longevity?
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- Stormtroopers, Lady Godiva and 30,000 samba dancers
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Monthly Archives: March 2011
“Phil, you’ve killed it!” I squeal as the large chunk of coconut biscuit disappears down the small black hole in the sand… For the past ten minutes I have been ‘papping’ a crab who has been periodically trying to pull … Continue reading
Trapped indoors as the rain buckets down in Rio we drew inspiration from Vicki Kellaway`s cracking piece entitled 101 reasons to love Bogota to come up with our own 101 reasons why we think Rio rocks… 1. You are never more than a few metres … Continue reading
‘So sad, so sad…’ Tania shakes her head and gazes forlornly at the floor. She has just found out that her friend’s husband has been killed in a drive-by shooting at traffic lights about a kilometre from Ipanema beach… The … Continue reading
We’re plaque again! After carefully selecting our best carnival outfit for the Sambadrome we turned up to find a pair of travelling toothpicks wearing the exact same thing… To cap it off, one of them s-ulcered up to Kate and … Continue reading
If there’s one thing that continues to spellbind us on our travels, it’s the footwork of Brazilian people of all ages dancing samba. And the blink-and-you’ll-miss-them, light-footed steps riding the rhythms of the bateria are showcased nowhere better than a … Continue reading
‘Gringo, gringo, gringo,’ they chant. ‘Nao gringo. Inglaterra, Inglaterra, Inglaterra,’ we scream back… But to no avail. Our two ‘Inglaterra’ voices are muted by the non-stop sounds of samba drums, trumpets and horns that pierce the air. Swaying along the … Continue reading
They’ve only been here a week but already they’ve made a big dent(al hole) in their finances. Still we’re not molaring… We’ve moved on to a place called Flamengo north of Copacabana and we’ve been filling our days catching some … Continue reading