Chapter Twenty Two: Curitiba, Parana, Brazil

The sun rises, it looks like it is going to be a nice day.
The sky is some kind of yellowish blue and some weird birds are singing.
In half an hour, the sky covers itself with a cloudy blanket, and the temperature drops.
It is said that you really have four seasons in Curitiba, but all in the same day.
I smile and start my day.

Curitiba is quite an interesting city.
I got so used to the north american cities, that it is like a breath of fresh air to see something not overly organized and somehow sterile.
The patchwork, mix of everything and nothing would make some wonder what's really going on, but to me, it is alive. It's the people taking over the rules.
Don't get me wrong, some things are, hmmmm, absolutely horrific, but all in all, it's a blast.
Here are some of the buildings who attracted my eyes, followed by some interesting night shots.
Oh, by the way, I don't have access o my camera, so all of those shots, again, were taking with my Iphone.
I love that toy.

Building and Tree

Red Building

Red Line Building

Fake Art-Deco Building

Curitiba by Night

Electric Pole at Night

Gratifies in Curitiba

Art Museum in Curitiba

Sunset in Curitiba

You may have noticed that, all the electrics, cable, telephone wires and others are fully apparent.
Some would say, it is a blasphemy!
I'd say, this is unintentional art!
See what I mean??!?!

Amazing Wires in Curitiba's Sky

On Sundays, Elyka, Claudi, Silvia and myself have taken the habit of going places.
Last Sunday we went some places, roughly 40 km from Curitiba.
Claudi knows so many places, the man is really something else.
First, he brought us to a belvedere where you could clearly see as far as eyes can reach.
There, also, there was a fairly big statue of Jesus.
The sky was so blue, it was inspiring.
But, I'd rather let you be the judge.

Breath Taking View of Curitiba's Surrounding

The Secret Back of Jesus

Jesus and the Cable Tower

Then, we got back in the car, a VW Golf, and went to a river, a little further, where we had a lovely swim and a well deserve picnic.
The river was cold, but, as per Canadian standard, it wasn't that cold at all.
I am smiling while thinking about it.
It was absolutely delightful, and so gorgeous.
An old bridge was standing there, silent and reassuring.
When the sun started to set, the light turned all gold, and the colours became unreal.
The beauty of nature lays perfect, all our imitations we call Art reminds me of a child trying to learn how to use primary colours.
The best art is in the real.
Everything else, really, are just pale imitations of the perfection nature produces every day, and has been doing so for as long as the world as existed.
Pay your respect my friends.

River and Bridge

River

Little White Bridge and Water Reflection

Hills and the River

The Old Bridge and the River

Claudi and the Bridge

Sun Setting Down in the Trees

Sunset

Sunset and the Clouds

One of Silvia's uncle is an expert in the art of growing orchids.
I took a good thousand of pictures, but I am selfish, from time to time.
So, I will only share one, this time.

Orchids

And, at last, my favorite subject of all, my lovely, perfect and unique love, my wife Silvia.

Sil and Google the Dog

Sil

Happy Sil

Voila.
C'est tout pour l'instant.
Serge signing of.

Sincerely,

Serge