Jaeo Passeo, Brazil

Spot of catch-up here from the internet room with hefty-bag wall and rooster cockle doodles in background.
Got into Fortaleza early in the morning and slept on the floor til the city woke up. Baseball almost always being the best relaxer/sleep inducer i thought about lefty curveballs. sweeping, looping, biting, diving. the ride down the slide and away from the lefty batter. word to those who know dennis (pronounced denny) rassmussen, rod scurry, and greg cadaret.
I already hardly remember Fortaleza since we´ve been in 3 cities in 4 days. Fortaleza had a pretty beach. saw a nice sunset there as what was apparently the traditional pop song that accompanies played over the pier loudspeaker.
Saw a museum exhibit of the vaquieros (probable misspell) who are brazilian cowboys. Id side with the vaquieros in a fight against the gauchos as their styles are more spartan and they seem like they give a damn even less than the gauchos.
On the bus from Fortaleza to Natal there was a twenty minute convote between riders where this one guy said Fortaleza about forty times like he had a real opinion about the place. Guess is it was about soccer.
Walked the pretty, high-duned (as in like hundreds of feet high) beach in Natal, did some splashing. The Brazilians that sunday really were having a good time dancing, drinking, sunning, paddle-balling, and footballing on that beach.
And now in Jaeo Passeo soon to check out their beach. Weather has been a little drab, so no fullforce beach-life yet. word to north america.
more catchup soon.