Here we are! In Frutti’s, sipping our spicy chai lattes and congratulating ourselves on having arrived. I confess – it seemed at times (from my prone position on the lazyboy) an unreachable goal. From the horse-riding accident that precipitated the postponement of the first schedule to the “forever” time it takes fractures and herniated discs to heal, I just wasn’t sure how I was going to manage the long day of travel… not to mention the day of preparation and packing. But we did 😀 And, from the moment we touched ground in Brazilia, I felt a calm, peaceful sense of rightness that we’d made the effort. As we rode through the Brazilian countryside, I floated on the sights and sounds and smells – familar now – and counted the blessings that got me to South America.
That’s not to say I wasn’t sore. I was. Not as sore as I was right after the accident, I’m happy to say. Just sore enough to be grateful for the wheelchairs in the airport… Picture me gliding through airport terminals, wind in my hair and waving to all the walkers ; >) Continue reading “Abadiania Adventure, June 2012 – John of God”





