We have begun making weekly visits to Francinelli's house (a forest "chákara," pronounced [shock-uh-ruh]). It is in the forest, about 5 miles from our house, 3 miles from the edge of town. It is in a small neighborhood called Pavão, with about 15 chákaras. Pavão. We take the taxi to her house, visit, then walk home. It is beautiful, with tall, dense foliage on both sides. The wild flowers are lovely. We go slowly, taking lots of pictures. So far, I haven't minded the distance; but by the time we get to our apartment, our feet are screaming and every muscle is sore. We collapse, and the next couple days, we're moving slowly. The following are sequential pictures, as we walk from her house to town.
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