The best is probably to start with one of my own stories. I normally tell them while drinking a beer, maybe at the beach, with a guitar, sunset, saltiness. What a romantic! Anyway, sitting on my sofa with my laptop isn’t the same but is the best way to reach you all.

One of the strangest situations I’ve been through this year, happend in a nice and not very famous island in the south of Brazil. Ilha Do Mel is called (literally HONEY ISLAND), found it zooming on google maps and decided to visit it for no reason, maybe the name caught my attention, who knows. I remember while backpacking, all people I met where going to Ilha Grande and Rio de Janeiro and I was the only one having Curitiba, Paranagua, Ilha Do Mel and Sao Paolo on my list.

At the beginning I was wondering why none of the…