A Black British Girl's Perspective of a Global Village
"My father is from Bahia." Vivi tells me as we reach the entrance of her home in the suburbs of Belo Horizonte. "There's always pepper in our house!" She concludes. And as we make our was down to her house from the gate, I notice fruit trees growing wildly, and a cocoa tree. "Yes, it's... Continue Reading →
I stuffed another pao de queijo into my mouth. This was the moment I had been waiting for after the 7 hour bus ride from Rio to Belo Horizonte yesterday. I was full but I couldn't resist yet another one. This is definitely my last I think to myself as I notice the number of cheese... Continue Reading →
Travelmaker Kai 