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vanessa

I am here for Friends

About Me

I am a free soul traversing the southern hemisphere. Brazil has been my home and Ipanema beach my stompin ground. I like to go barefoot and run my little heart out. Even though running bare foot sounds freeing, having my own bike is by far the greatest freedom yet! To just pick up and go is my kind of thing. Which has been the thing I've been doing for the past year. I took a one way ticket to Rio and haven't regreted it since.

My Interests

riding my rusty bike, running, stretching in the morning, reading poetry nice and slow, playing the piano so that I may someday play with my kids...when I have them. oh, and attempting the guitar by playing beatles tunes and maybe a couple of my own.

I'd like to meet:

list makers, heart breakers, dog walkers, no stalkers...

Music:

coldplay, deb talan, pinback, jeff buckley, chico buarque, mymorningjacket, darel adams, g love, debussy, hms pinafore, all my friends who live in nashville who are on their way to becoming rock stars.

Movies:

billy elliot, bowling for colombine, motorcycle diaries, amelie, orpheo negro, pirates of the carrabian, anne of green gables, when harry met sally, annie hall, shakespear in love, cidade de deus, young frankenstein, never ending story, dois filhos de francisco, pulp fiction, lotr, narnia, chocolate, whale rider

Television:

west wing which i'm watching right now, bbc news, crapy brazilian novelas

Books:

blue like jazz, the alchemist, stupid white men, the bible, captivating, wild at heart, chronicles of narnia, garison keilor lake woebegon stories

Heroes:

my moma

My Blog

oh blessed heat!

i am cold i need heat get me quick to that lovely beach i miss miss miss the heat that is all that i got to say about that...
Posted by vanessa on Wed, 10 Jan 2007 05:48:00 PST

girgle, girgle, girgle

I often find myself now a days pondering the here and now.  Finding my surroundings as not just a dream, but a vivid reality.  A good rain always puts the fear of God in me.  I recall t...
Posted by vanessa on Sun, 24 Sep 2006 10:23:00 PST

Saudades

The moon is waxed and waning, half full of my one last chances at a city that needs not of me.It pulls me close and smiles as if to say," go ahead and leave, but don't forget the hours spent, the...
Posted by vanessa on Fri, 07 Jul 2006 11:08:00 PST

Full Motion

Beauty in a day is absolute.  Travel and art, good conversation and pondersome thoughts took me to her.  It is amazing.  My sister is visiting and it has made time in Rio a whirlwind o...
Posted by vanessa on Mon, 05 Jun 2006 02:20:00 PST

barra to gavea

never ending day now drifting past with purpose get thee hence this savory hour bus ride with a book to read blazing the trail home street side children still barefoot on the sidewalk a faster pace al...
Posted by vanessa on Sun, 30 Apr 2006 12:57:00 PST

Where have all the flowers gone

Long time passing Where have all the flowers gone Long time ago... What ever would I do if I didn't have adventure?  I would surely pass away, roll up into a blob, and never be seen again. My li...
Posted by vanessa on Wed, 29 Mar 2006 09:06:00 PST

I am, therefor I will SAMBA

No one told me it was going to be this way.  This grandness of color, lights, and motion.  All synchronized to the beat of the bateristas (drummers).  Pulsating sound came from loud spe...
Posted by vanessa on Tue, 28 Feb 2006 11:28:00 PST

Trading my sorrows for her's

Was I really having that bad a day?  With the heat and all, one might think it had been a stresser. Teaching is by far one of the hardest jobs on this planet, whether you're teaching about farmin...
Posted by vanessa on Fri, 10 Feb 2006 05:34:00 PST

Home where my thoughts escaping home where my musics playing home....

"I never met a Kentuckian who wasn't on his way home."-Mark Twain Odly enough, home for me has been in several places.  Right now, home is Rio and Rio is home.  Coming back was like visiting...
Posted by vanessa on Wed, 01 Feb 2006 05:21:00 PST

the open road awaits...

IT IS FALL HERE NOW, MY FAVORITE OF THE FOUR seasons. We get all four here, and they come at us under the doors, in through the windows. One morning you wake and need blankets; you take the fan out of...
Posted by vanessa on Sun, 29 Jan 2006 02:06:00 PST