I made it back from Brazil unscathed! Except for losing my camera in a cab and getting the most mosquito bites I've ever had in my life. Those Amazonian bugs aren't kidding around. They bite you THROUGH your clothes. And layers of DEET. The little bastards.
So thanks to my absetmindedness, I now have no pictures of the lightning storms over the Amazon, the piranhas we caught, the tree climb over the Rio Negro, the streets of Salvador, the surfers and the crabs in Itacare or the big Jesus in Rio.
But I did get a pretty sweet pair of neon Havaianas while I was there.
Unfortunately, while I was gone Zoe was staying with my parents and she had some abandonment issues, which led her to start biting her back leg. To get her to leave it alone, we've instituted the cone of shame. But to give her a break from smashing the cone into all the walls, I fashioned her a sumo wrestler diaper out of a t-shirt. So this is currently what my dog looks like:
Now that I'm back, I finally got a chance to go to the drop-in life drawing class at the Mission Cultural Center last night. It was strange, but fun. The "teacher" (maybe she was just the facilitator?) didn't even acknowledge people as they came in and the music she put on was some bluesy song about not eating yellow snow... um... sure. It's only $8 for two hours of drawing a live model. Hopefully I'll start going more often.
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