My Oasis

I have officially moved into my new home in Santa Teresa. I have now lived in 3 different neighborhoods since moving to Rio, all very different, but none have fit quite like this one. As soon as I arrived, a flood of tranquility burst through my anxious body. I left my apartment in Flamengo on bad terms with my landlord, with me arguing, in broken Portuguese, and feeling utterly frustrated with the situation. As soon as I stepped out of the cab, with all my belongings in tow, I knew that this was home. My mind, body and spirit sighed, finally a chance to do what I came here to do; relax. The view from the top is spectacular, as you can see above. But there's more, the air up here breads creativity and allows your mind to wander and be still all at the same time. This somewhat hidden gem, known to many as a dangerous place, has made me feel more safe and relaxed than any other place in Rio de Janeiro thus far. I am convinced that the people of Santa Teresa have spread this rumor, a ruse to keep the influx of people to a minimum. It suits me well, and I hope that the "Chique Elite" stay down the hill, because I love my new neighborhood, exactly the way it is-pure, innocent and quaint.