thunder

The reason why I decided to leave the park was the torrid heat that wouldn't let me read. And the moment I entered my room thunderclouds gathered and hail started popping in my room.

wholemeal black bread

Half a loaf of taste of holesomeness imported from Denmark.

batizado de capoeira

Four days of Paris, barefooted and without sleep. Standing by, it would remain intangible, one has to follow the flow, perceive. And then you're trapped, no way out, and you couldn't care less. Cause you do not want to get out.
Best capoeiristas from every corner of the world, the best energy shared, the best weekend!