"THE MILLION TREASURES OF MY COUN ..." a Brazil Travel Page by janaina

I borned in the south of Brazil,moved with my family to Rio,and now I'm back to South..
Brazil is a hard place to live,but it's harder to leave it!
Everytime,when the flight arives to Rio,it's like,for a moment,your heart stop beating,in front of the beautiful sketch,the perfect unperfect lines of mountains and sea..
The picture I had here was from a fruit called Pequi-I thought that it grows in the Northern area,but my friend Lichinga kindly corrected me,and I went to check my terrible mistake,and found he was right-Pequi,fruit of the "Pequizeiro",large tipical tree of the "cerrado" of the Central plate of Brazil.The fruit is an essencial ingredient of the kitchen in Goias!(grazzia amico Andrea!)
Unfortunately,when I updated something here,the picture poof,gone!
Many poets describe our land in amazed words and deep love..
Many photographers,professional or amateurs,tried to kept the treasures of a land of million faces,where,sometimes,you can feel the breeze between the leaves thru their images..
Many collors,races,religious,landscapes,happiness and tragedies,from carnaval thru poverty,from football to skycrapers,here's what the best I could bring from the memories of many trips,single moments of pleasure..as anyone of us-There is no place like home!
In my page I'll introduce you to Brazilian customs,and in my restaurant tips,lots of sugestions for those who want to buy & cook their own food once visiting Brazil.

A place of so many beauties,a warm
people always ready to take you as part of this huge family,but,not always ready to take care of our own kids-kids of the world,the future of a nation,the leaders of the new generation-some seating in their comfortable houses,going to schools,having the best a child deserves-healt,education,security,love!
And some alone,lost in a reality of shame and humiliations,sexual abuse and hungry,drugs,slaves of our unsensibility,in an endless search for food and a bridge to sleep,looking everyday to the lucky children who have all,when they need just a few basic human rights!

Maybe the flag is not really stamped in our faces,but,against all odds,WE ARE PROUD TO BE BRAZILIANS!