Pipa June 30th 2007 My Name is Andrew, and this is my story. Well atleast this is a part of my story, that bridges the gap between my next story and the last. It all started in a slow paced beach town in Northern Brazil called Jericoacoara... I had decided to leave Jericoacoara at a rather odd moment, and after having made the decision to take flight things sort of happened quickly. I walked to the tourist offi ... read more
South America » Brazil » Rio Grande do Norte » Pipa Following three centuries under the rule of Portugal, Brazil became an independent nation in 1822. By far the largest and most populous country in South America, Brazil overcame more than half a century of military intervention in the governance of t... ... read more
"What do we leave behind when we cross each frontier? Each moment seems to split in two; melancholy for what was left behind and the excitement of entering a new land." (diarios de las motocicletas)
My story is one of adventure. A story of two like minded people embarking on a journey into a land whose oldest memories still mark her surface.
I am on the verge of realising my dream of touring South America, and throughout this diary that dream shall come to fruition. My travelling partner is my girlfriend, Tracey, whom over the last few years has begun to share my dream, and in the month... full info