Neither Carol nor I have every been homebodies but our brazilian life is different; here we are caseiras. We stay in most nights, eating good healthy foods that we cook ourselves. We read in the hammocks. Sometimes I don't even read. I look out at the remnants of the mata atlantica forest that we are lucky to be living in and ponder the ripening bananas and listen for monkey and watch the birds. We study, we talk, we laugh and we cuddle the dog. The life of a homebody in Brazil is a good life for us and I doubt that we would have made space for so much home in our life if we had remained home.
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