We the living

I had a lovely and busy weekend, despite the rather painful hour I spent in the company of a Brazilian waxing lady on Saturday. I thought that after my bikini-line was done and dusted, the legs would be a walk in the park. They so weren't.  Still, I'm glad I went through it. I am after all, travelling to what is probably the most hair-trimmed country on the planet. I didn't want to turn up as J's hairy friend from the forests in the north...

Now only four more sleeps, and then we're off! We have quite a schedule when we're there. The first four days will be spent at various parties and the carnival in Salvador. After that we fly to Natal where her mother has arranged a small welcome barbecue for us (with just a mere 80 guests and a samba band playing..).

Will I miss London? I very much doubt that.