This is when I started to feel the pulse of Salvador—and suddenly, the city took my breath away.

French woman in English Canada.
Exploring the world with my camera since 1999, translating sentences for a living, writing stories that may or may not get attention.
Firm believer that nobody is normal... and it’s better this way.
As usual, I’m scared, packing takes forever, it seems that the laundry will never be dry and will I find a taxi or a ride in the morning?
Welcome to Aracaju, the capital state of Sergipe, a city 70% sand, 25% crab, 5% cockroach and 100% Nordeste culture.
Occasionally setting up my alarm at 6 a.m. to go to the beach is a masochistic move I had to get used to in Brazil.