Brazil (my love at heart) continues to unfold her beauty and charm.It is difficult for me to accept the fact that one day, we will have to part.
She told me, just how much I had been missing out, so one day she decided to take me on a journey to a place known as Foz de Iguacu,the second largest waterfall in the world. During this time, I had been travelling with my best friend from India, who too was filled with curiosity about the spectacular waterfalls that everyone spoke about. We were thrilled to have been afforded the opportunity to be enchanted by the beauty of this natural feature. 

Upon arrival, we could hear the forceful sound of the water, as it heavily splashed, running into a channel of three parts that lead to both Paraguay, Argentina and of course, Brazil. I stood there in awe as the water lashed my face with its force. Screaming and shouting (as I envision myself) I could hear myself in the distance saying...`Aiiiii, que maravilhoso!!! I ran along the trailway down the stairs, dashing alongside the bridge, only to meet a brightly coloured rainbow that arched the waterfall with such a presence that I was left mind boggled. This was not just some post card or photo that was placed in front of me, no,this was reality at its best. 

I remember recording all of the emotions that I had felt during that moment...it was great!` Krissy, Krissy´they shouted, unfortunately,I was like a deaf child, who could only respond to what I had been seeing.Arriving closer and closer to the edge,I thought of my family and badly I wanted them to be with me. I thought of the time that I first saw Rio de Janeiro, only the feeling had more of an impact,but it was all the same.T hen I realised how blessed I was,b ut who would understand me, when I go on babbbling about this great thing that I had seen?

Wet as if I had taken a bath, I hurried to see the other side, so as not to miss out on anything. Luckily, there were hundreds of foreigners all waiting in line to ride the large tube boat, hat will always be considered `the ride of your life´. Unfortunately it appeared dangerous and time did not allow me to chance this risk (ai que pena!) but truly, I had seen and experienced it ALL!

Well things are going well as usual here in Brazil .Although my heart has left me, I must continue to ask God for strength. It was not easy letting her go. I always did hate that aweful word `goodbye´, but as they say to love is to let go. My German friend once wrote for me, `Krissy, how do I go on, when everyone that I love comes into my life and goes away as if it were only for a time. How do I fix this broken heart from hurting again?´ She wrote, but I had no answer. I have the same thoughts, so maybe I should ask you...but then again my question will never find its answer, if we all feel the same.