By midday the sun beats down on the dusty road going out to Bosque Santa Lucia with such intensity, I use a pair of Solar Shield sun glasses to see where I'm going. That gigantic mud hole that we face during the rainy season is just ahead in the lower image. Full of the wet stuff above.
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this is one of the most difficult aspects of Brasil for me to understand. Where is the Government provided infrastracture in this country. Why can other countries provide road and this one not? And when they finally do put in a road it is so badly done that it begins to wash away after the first good rain storm. The Brasilians will shrug their shoulders and say 'what ever can we do, our government is corrupt'. They say it like they are proud of it as part of their culture.
gingerv
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