All posts tagged: plants

Obrigada, Brazil! | São Paulo, Brazil ~ Day 16

The sun seeped gently through the wooden shutter doors from the little balcony in the bedroom, birds chirping amongst the jungle of avocado trees out front. I awoke, cocooned in at least three blankets, freezing from the chilly São Paulo evening – down south of Brazil, it gets way colder at night (something we definitely hadn’t prepared for). Like a slug, I slipped from my bed and went out to the balcony to soak up some light after the cold, dark night, ready to see the last of Brazil before going home. The São Paulo Botanical Gardens was one of the last places we wanted to check out, so we slathered on sun cream, grabbed our bags and off we went to roam around trees and plants. Upon entering, a path with sky-high palm trees on either side takes you into the garden, where there are many trails and paths into various parts of the site. A large pond filled with lily pads sat at the heart of the garden, and further along was an …

A Botanical London Adventure

The end of August beckons the return of chilly, near Autumnal, mornings in the UK – yes, it’s still Summer, but the stereotype of unreliable weather here isn’t just a myth. Peeking out the blinds to check whether the weather might catch me out, I quickly staggered out of bed, got my gear together and jumped on a train to London’s famous Kew Gardens to enjoy what was left of the British Summer. London is truly massive, so it’s kind of a trek for a wee South-East gal like me to get to the far-West (thanks, TFL for your frequent services). Kew Gardens is pretty much right at the end of the District Tube line, right by the village-esque area of Richmond. So upon exiting the tube, one can find themselves almost in a whole other world; used to the concrete jungle of central London and the rough-around-the-edges nature of the South-East, it felt like I was in the countryside, surrounded by tiny garden shops, cafes and arty stores. From Kew Gardens station, it’s only …

Paleta Festa

Paletas Mexicanas strikes again, but with less gusto than that of the one I devoured in Recife; I have now commenced my search for the best Ninho Trufado lolly. A creamy condensed milk outer with chocolatey fudge inner. Just down the road from my airbnb was an array of organic markets, papelerias (stationery stores), bakeries and a Paletas Mexicanas store. Although not quite the standard of the Recife lolly, it served as a good brunch-time snack en route to Praia do Flamengo – another beautiful beach on the coast of Rio: super quiet, bright white sand and clear cool water. For lunch we took a trip to Senador Camará, a neighbourhood an hours train ride away from the centre of the capital, but still in Rio – it’s a seriously big place. A poor community in the middle of the mountains, Senador Camará is where some family of my Pedro (my man) lives. So clearly we had to take a trip to meet the family, experience local non-tourist life and of course traditional food; to …