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My love and partner Odilon Vasconcelos ele-ela.com is from the interior of the beautiful country of Brazil. Which is why we have two apartments in a special place called Caldas Novas. The Aquarius, the newest and fanciest apartment complex in Caldas Novas is all about the swimming pools with 4 pools, 3 Jacuzzis, a swim up bar and steam sauna all using the natural mineral water ...

My ride to Goiânia was rather uneventful. Weather was sunny, as it had mostly been during my stay in the Goiás state. Taking the same motorway as on my arrival, cutting through the gently rolling, green scenery, almost the most exciting thing was the taxi driver who spent a good deal of the ride making phone calls on his two cell phones, writing SMS messages and transferring numbers from one phone to another. Often at the speed above one hundred kilometres per hour, it wasn't ...

... live in concert and after just half an hour his gig became outright boring to me. But one thing should be clear even to every ignorant person, and that is the fact that Joe Satriani plays a mean guitar, whether you like him or not. If Brett as much as thought about playing something that at least resembled it, he had to be good. I told him that. He smiled. "What do you think, will you play again?" "I think I will. I feel the time will soon come for me to start again." All ...

... were leaving Brazil by the end of this week, some on Saturday, some on Sunday. I was leaving on Saturday. Neil was leaving on Saturday. Oliver and Henning were leaving on Sunday. "What does your feeling tell you?" I asked. "I don't know. When I decide to go, then I wish to stay. When I decide to stay, then I think it's better to leave." We both laughed. "It's me," Axel said. "Always has been." There was no one at the waterfall, so we made it to the ...

... had some. As yesterday had been exhausting indeed, I had a good reason to slow down almost to a standstill today. Besides, after more than a week in Abadiânia, I felt mentally, and not only physically adjusted to this sluggish way and pace of life. There was neither nervousness nor itch to be active and busy in me any more. Sitting in front of hotel "Amazonas" and reading Rudolf Steiner when there was no one familiar around, or chatting with anyone from the increasing number of people I ...

Back in hotel "Amazonas" in Abadiânia, feeling tired and beat-up after half a day in Anápolis, I could nevertheless say I had had a good time with Henning, Oliver, Amanda and Axel. They were nice and friendly people, that was for sure. They first dispersed and disappeared each in their own pousada, or wherever it was that they stayed. Only Axel and I soon met again. He was every bit as ...

... the printed text including the name "Chão Goiano" and now it was clear to everyone what I was looking for. They had a short parley, and then one guy picked up a pen and made a rough sketch for me where I would have to go. He indicated the initial direction, I realised I would have to pass by another rodoviário or bus terminal along the way, and for starters it was enough. It was important for me to know which way to start, and then I intended to ask further. I said thanks, bye ...

... blue. As if it was no rainy season in Brazil. After a while we stood up from the table, went to fetch each our own towel, and whatever else we deemed necessary at the waterfall, and again met up in fifteen minutes in front of the hotel. The way to the waterfall led over the Casa premises. From there on there was a dirt road, descending into the valley towards the waterfall, which was hidden in the woods a kilometre, or mostly two, away. Arriving in Casa, we saw that a ...

... at the Casa grounds. Quite a crowd gathered there, I knew many by seeing them previously and gradually, I would say, we were turning into a community. In a way I didn't mind as, I suppose, we all like to have a sense of belonging. Some time around ten - after all, this was Brazil - we entered the room number one and took our seats at our own discretion. It all kicked off with "Our Father" and "Hail Mary" which to someone like me, born as a catholic, was a familiar ground ...

... extended families. We were all ovewhelmed. Late in the afternoon, Candido, Patricia and Marianna left to to go back to their home in Brasilia, another very emotional time, most difficult to say goodbye. Then the rest of us went to a Brasilian Soccer game! Rio against Goiania, who won~ 5-3! WOW! What a fun time, just like you see on T.V. Brasilians really get emotional about their soccer. The next day, we were off to a typical Brasilian BBQ, at Marlene's niece's home ...