Tuesday, September 04, 2018

Back in the saddle again

I am abandoning my 100 days posts... not because I want to disappear but rather because life here is becoming just that: life. We are settling into a routine and feeling more like we belong, bit by bit, to this place. It isn't that there are not interesting occurrences or strange happenings in our day-to-day experiences here in Brazil, but they feel less jolting and more like the kind of stand-out things you can appreciate if you are paying attention most anywhere. The best sign of our being in this stage of moving to a new place is my recent adaptation of my commute. I am back in the saddle and happily biking 9 kilometers to work each morning through the park. I feel like I am part of the fabric of the city. I have a baseline routine from which I can vary, and the comfort of doing a familiar thing (riding my bike to work) in a new place feels very very good.

Whoopi-ty-aye-oh
Rockin` to and fro
back in the saddle again
Whoopi-ty-aye-yay
I go my way
Back in the saddle again

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