"Err...just breathe Jeni. This is how it's going to roll...FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE!"
Before hitting the beach, Dylan and I stopped by the corner market again for some quick snacks.
Pao de queijo!
Dylan snuck these into our basket. Batata Palha, potato straws.
This lady made a killing with Dylan's corn-chomping stomach.
The grilled cheese man! He was totally our favorite beach vendor. The cheese men takes sticks of cheese, douse it with garlic sauce and oregeno and then grill it in their Brasilian Easy-Bake Oven.
So I guess I had no problem sitting on my bootie watching beautiful people defy gravity with their butt strings and chomping on grilled cheese all day. I guess I'd be wasting my time sun-napping in Rio. I'd definitely miss all the action. Dylan was right this time. Just this time though.
To be continued...
To be continued...
7 comments:
Grilled cheese on the beach! That sounds perfect.
And I have the exact same problem with Rob -- he doesn't see the point of napping and sunning on the beach all day. He usually just sits next to me fully dressed. Probably because his mom made him wear a tiny bowtie and wool suit to the beach when he was little. Kidding. Maybe....
I'm not a fan of the beach, but I like grilled cheese and Havaianas.
Grilled cheese sticks? Amazing idea. But they are so gigantic looking! How were you able to finish them?
Isaac's not a big fan of the beach either...he gets antsy too. I could spend all day out there!
Your photos are gorgeous!!! I'm so jealous of you going to Brazil! What kind of camera do you use and how do you make your pictures look like this???
looks like fun! beautiful site you have here. i love your photos!
wow, this is like a dream. mmm, grilled cheese stick on the beach. and cheesy rolls, oh my!
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