Me and my buddy John Denver

Looking at my passport last night, I was astonished to find that I’ve used up quite a few of the pages with entry and exit stamps. It made me laugh; if anyone were to pick up my passport they would wonder what in the world do I do. Page after page of entering Brazil, leaving Brazil, entering Brazil, leaving Brazil… don’t you ever go anywhere else?

Tomorrow morning I’ll have yet another entry stamp added to the collection. Just like that old John Denver song, All my bags are packed and I’m ready to go… I’m leaving on a jet plane. More Delta frequent flyer miles, another all-nighter at 39,000 feet, yet one more “did I leave something I really need,” and once again butterflies in the tummy at what is about to happen.

Seventeen Americans will be keeping me company, another twelve to fifteen Brazilians will join up with us in Fortaleza and on Wednesday we will invade the region surrounding Ubaúna, Ceará.

This should prove to be quite an interesting trip…

(P.S. If you’d like to follow our antics a bit closer, follow me on Twitter)

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