If you take the "barca" from praca 15 to the Island of Paqueta, where I grew up, learn to swim, and at age 6 read my first books, I remember Jonnathan Livingstone Seagull , The crime genius, Tistu the green finger boy, Mamae nao pode saber, E proibido chorar, The little prince...
So when you take the barca and cross the Guanabara Bay, its like when you take the ferry train to cross from Hamburg to Copenhagen, and see the light generating crazy windmills, but is Dolphins who swimm and jump together with the barca going the same way to the Island of Paqueta
I remember when I was in Denmark, I stay at the home of a friend family in a farm, so beautiful, they are very nice and very knowledgeable, and the old father takes me to the woods to look for deers, and we were there in silence in the woods and I hear a sound in the leaves, and say something, and the old man says "there" and we see
Then we walk back to the wooden house, and on the way I say
Seeing your other comments, my opinion is this comment is fun and you are fun about the comments you write yourself