Natal in nomadic travel

How does it feed itself this engine that makes us run? A fire that corrodes the soul, forcing to run, simply to travel… discovery, friendship, joy and pain. The trip means learning to savor every moment, every sunset, every word. The joy of a thousand guitars, the tears of a thousand violins. All the languages of the world enclosed in a smile…
Natal has a heart, you see it in the smiles of the people. The breakfasts at the lua cheia are a show of friendship, young people around the world who sit in peace at the same big table, laughing, joking, learning to love each other. Who knows how many years it will take to learn to ride a wave? Meanwhile it’s raining, and with the rain beach parties are even more lively.

from jericoacoara to natal brasile brasile

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