I don’t know if it’s because of curiosity or boredom, but four weeks ago our cat named Che Guevara decided to accompany us when we walk the dog. Since then we pushed his limits continuously further. Now he is doing even long walks of one or two hours and a few kilometres like in Andorra, where we parked next to a pass and hiked up a mountain of 2600 metres altitude.

This picture was taken just a few minutes before I had to leave Brazil. It resembles exactly how I felt that moment. My body was about to go, but I’d rather stay there. Three years I lived in Brazil, almost every day wearing short trousers. When I entered Brazil the first time, I was allergic to heat and insects. That’s definitely gone now. Today I am allergic to temperatures below zero and whole months without a single ray from the sun.

When I watch pictures from Brazil, it starts to feel like an episode from Star Wars (“A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away…). My life changed extremely the last months, and because I was very distracted, only now I realize how much I miss friends and the Brazilian way of life.

I miss the frequent walks with the dogs with my neighbours Irene and Flavio as well as the wildlife encounters on the road and on the farm.

I miss Jamie, that crazy bastard, and get-togethers with friends and my swimming team.

I miss the cynical but rather accurate South American art and satire.

I even miss the concrete monster called Brasília, sushi Brazilian style with cream cheese, frequent power cuts, broken shower heaters and missing toilet lids.

But most of all I miss you guys. I hope I am going to see you in another galaxy someday in the not too far future…