This has been the trip of a lifetime, with Alison McGowan as organizer, guide and intrepid problem solver. I started writing early about our last day at Pousada Victor Hugo in Santo Andre. The weather was unusually grey and overcast, and--for the first time--very humid. Somehow the sand was different, too. The morning walk felt as if we were climbing sand dunes, our feet plunging inches down with every step. But as I wrote, and thought, and listened to the birds in this idyllic place, the wind decided to provide one last perfect day.
Everyone needs a "virtual" place to which they can retreat in times of stress. An unspoiled beach on the northeast coast of Brazil will always be mine.
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