One can’t help but be utterly captivated by the rhythms of a new city, and Rio de Janeiro is proving to be quite the spectacle. I find myself drawn to the everyday dramas unfolding in its squares – the human tapestry woven with such vibrancy and zest. After all, a fellow like myself finds more to learn from observing life than reading about it in dusty tomes!
Stopped to watch a spirited game of dominoes being played on a makeshift table. These fellows take their games seriously, shouting and gesticulating with a passion that’s quite something to behold, even if I don’t understand all the rules! I confess, caught up in the excitement, I absentmindedly drew a small chalk line on the paving to mark the score. Quite a bit of fun, it all is, and makes a fellow feel alive to see such enthusiasm.
It’s moments like these, observing the simple joys and earnest pursuits of people around the world, that remind me why I embarked on this journey. Rio, with its sun-drenched squares and lively spirit, is proving a delightful chapter in my ongoing adventure, and I find myself wondering what new sights I will discover in this lively city.
Categories: Travel, History, 1932
Tags: Rio de Janeiro, Dominoes, Brazil, 1930s, South America
