Thanks for a bunch of fresh’n fab memories Maggie and mummy… I found it really sad to say “see you soon” and turn away. But I will return, soon… And the feeling of allready missing you, the rest, and for the first time in years; a Norwegian traditional, cold, greyish (let’s face it, not white) christmas, is a really good feeling. I have so much to appreciate at home…

But also here. And the “walkabout” continues. After a two hour flight from Fortaleza I reached Salvador, the Afro-Brazilian former capital of Brazil. I had been Facebook-introduced to Karen, the sister of the wife of the brother of my friend Rikke. Puh! And Karen (a fellow Norwegian) studies dance and music in Salvador. Since I arrived really early and didn’t know whether I would stay or move on the same evening, I asked if I could leave my stuff with her for the day. She and her very friendly flatmates (Fatima from the US and Brazilian Milena), warmheartedly welcomed me. Milena, a litterature- and arts professor in Salvador (previously at my favorite Uni, UC Berkeley), is now on leave to develop a Govermental project with the use of arts in the fight for social ills. Fatima researches the prison system over here and she could tell some hardcore stories of the conditions for the inmates. No education-opportunities, nothing to do, two small meals a day, 8 people in a single-room, 400 people in a 50-people room, gangs, rapes, riots and so much lice and bacterias that she (or any other outsider) can’t touch anything in there. Cause if she does, she’ll get sick. Really sick. Fatima is writing an article about how little the world knows of their countries prisons and that we need “incentives” to care. Fatima therefore wants to reveal some socioeconomic factors, in an attempt of opening our eyes. And she’s trying to get the article published in the States. A country with 25% of the world’s amount of inmates. Crazy huh? Boa Sorte (good luck) with this Fatima! And Milena. And Karen. Impressive hard-working, friendly girls… Thanks Mark Zuckerberg and Rikke for the intro, and also Eduardo (a Brazilian I met 10 minutes in a Kilroy travel-fair in Oslo) who also FB-introduced me to his friend André. André lives in Salvador and works for the Brazilian energy corporation Petrobras (the largest company in Latin America by market capitalization and revenue).

They say about the Bahians (people from this area -Bahia), that they will invite you to stay in their house, but they won’t give you the adress… André is originally from Rio, and he gave me his adress.

And he offered me a bed. Pluss he offered me to pick me up with my luggage at Karen’s. I went for it, and he turned out to be a really cool guy. His appt in the bohemian area Rio Vermelho (housing also the famous musician Gilberto Gil, the man behind Girl from Ipanema) was amazing with so much selfmade art. His group of friends are all surfers and artists, and his brother appearantly just finished a long fat surf- and streetart-trip in Europe which is now being edited into a movie. I truly enjoyed a day and night in Salvador, hanging out with these cultural interesting people. A break from fishing-villages and talk about wind and kitesizes was definitely not a bad idea. I’ll come back to more stories and impressions of this historical city when I return, but I left the following morning (yesterday) to Itacare, a 6 hour ferryride and bustrip later. This is a place I’ve wanted to see for a long time. A famous paradise of a surf-spot. But I think I’ll quite quickly check it off my list and move on. I’m craving more city-life… And I was really inspired #13 by the four people I met that cityslicking day. Their stories, their goals, their drive, their lifestyle and their hearts -treating me like an old friend, making me feel at home in this big, and actually really dangerous, city.

PS: Karen is the treehugger…