viajo porque preciso...

I don't stay in the office until late at night, but the fact of driving about 700km a week can be pretty stressful and tiring... (and this is coming from someone who just LOVES to drive and is madly in love with her new car)
The good thing is that complaining, sometimes, work! This week I got the permission to try and hire someone to work with me (a second PR to help me drive a little less)
I'm really trying to look at the bright side here... hope to find my colleague ASAP!!!


For now I'll leave you with some music... and some shots of my going everywhere week.

fruta no pé!

It IS spring after all... and we have berries on our small sort of tree, on the porch! (and Thursday I was so lucky that I could spend all morning working right under a blackberry tree - and yes, I ate them all) 


I think it's a shame here in Brazil we don't have ALL the seasons like you have on the north hemisphere... 
I remember my first spring in Paris, after 6 long gray months... I was SO happy and SO excited about all the flowers blossoming and the sun shinning... 
Here the sun shines a lot (I'm not complaining about that, even though I do think it's pretty hot)... we don't actually realize how nice the seasons can be...
Well, as for me, I shall enjoy my berries and flowers this first spring back home.


Have a good Sunday! 
(and I'll go to bed 'cause it's almost 3o'clock and tomorrow at 9 I'll probably see Vettel win the championship again... humpf) 

meio dividida...

do you care for some music?


"I look the city map
As someone who examines
The anatomy of a body...
I feel an infinite pain
From the streets
I'll never go through...
There are so many weird corners,
So many nuances of walls...
On the streets I haven't walk
(And there's an enchanting street
One which I haven't even seen on dreams...)
When I'm gone, one of these days,
Dust or lifted leaf
On the dawn wind,
I'll be a little bit of the nothing
Invisible, delicious
That makes your air
Seems more as a look,
Soft mysterious loving,
City of my walk,
And maybe of my rest..."


- some extracts of a Quintana poem called "the map" - 

it had to be on a Wednesday!

I've been out of the office for 3 days now (since the beginning of the week)... I still work there though is just that I actually work more outside of the office than inside...
But there's SO MUCH going on down there right now... I feel almost left out not being there... sometimes being left out of chaos can be a good thing, but in this particular case: I WANT IN!!
Can't wait for Friday!
(if you understand French you'll see that the images fit perfectly the situation...)

quem quer comprar meu samba?

"Monday Monday, can't trust that day,
Monday Monday, sometimes it just turns out that way"

Emmenez-moi au pays des merveilles...

It's not even 10 o'clock PM and I'm going to bed...
very very very tired and next week is going to be rush rush rush...
sometimes I quite like being all busy and stuff... gets your mind out of things and makes you focus. On the other hand.........
Well, for now I'll concentrate on the WEEKEND!!!!
and promisse to read you all tomorrow...
for now, some random pics of my week:


Oh! and PS. have a new baby car! :o) 

Dans ces villes éteintes...

having a busy week!! (to compensate for all the boredom of last week)
days are grey around here... 
listening to this... and completely addicted to watching "the office"... (the one funny thing I'm taking from my corporative experience) 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gbUytoEN1nU&feature=related

nous eûmes de orages...

little by little I start to have "my place" in my "old" bedroom... (one has to adapt once and for all)

Today mom and I went chair hunting... loved this red one, and it matches my red walls...

next step is renewing the desk dad brought me from his office...

any tips???

sunny days...

"I wrote a sad poem
And beautiful, just for its sadness.
This sadness does not come from you
But from the changes of Time.
Sometimes it brings us hope
Sometimes gives us uncertainties...
It doesn't matter, for the old Time,
Whether it's faithful or unfaithful...
I stay, alongside the stream,
Watching the hours so sudden...
And from the letters you write me
I make paper boats!"
(Mario Quintana)

who's fooling who?

Holidays are always welcome, even if they're right in the middle of the week... it's quite nice to take a break... go out for a long lunch... and some drinks in the evening... 


A lot is going on, though...
xuxu is leaving by the end of the week... it's a mixture of being sad for the fact that I'll miss her and that she allowed me to keep a small (very important) part of my French life for a little longer, but it is also the fact that she's getting back to our Parisian reality that is no longer mine, actually... quite hard!


At the same time, my "keyboard" arrived! :o) quite happy I was! Am! He'll be here for the WHOLE month!!
And he got me presents... from my dearests in Paris... (I have to take pictures of my gifts to put in here...)
But must say that it is weird how and when people get into your life... 


et c'est partie pour une fin de semaine moins dure... 


listening to this! LOVE IT!