Taking Brazil With Me

For as long as I’ve been interested in Brazil, I’ve usually had something physical on me or near me that reminds me of the country. In the early days, it was merely a few stickers of the flag on my university binders and, at other times, there were various keychains of the shape of the country or, again, the flag on them. When I still had “Betsy” (my old, beaten-up but reliable car), you can be sure there was a Brazilian flag sticker on the back bumper, much to the dismay of my brother who thought such a “beautiful” car should have a Harvard sticker on the back.