The toes of my red cowboy boots holding down my passport with entry stamp. I had to get a Visa to enter Brazil, which was a first for me. I'm now allowed to stay in the country for up to 90 days as long as I don't earn money or attend classes while I'm there. John Deere also promised that I had sufficient funds to get back out of the country, which made my mother happy.
The view from my hotel room. Lime green houses work there, but I don't think I'd try it here in the Midwest.
The view from behind our hotel. I can't remember if it's sunrise or sunset though; I'm pretty sure I saw them both during the week. 7 AM meetings are particularly brutal when you're still eating dinner at 9:30 PM. Mix in time zones, and you really need some coffee in the morning.