From the Remote Mountains of Extreme Northern Pakistan to the Remote Valleys of Central Brazil…Goldtenters are EVERYWHERE…what a world !

Take it away Balloonman
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Hello Again!

I saw Nightingales post and heartily agree with his assessment. As noted in the email I just sent out, the one with links to the new galleries, I lived in Brazil for a year as a kid. It was nonstop unbelievable experiences, peak peak peak, or more like stratospheric cruising! Rio and Copacabana were especially amazing, as was taking a bus from Brasilia to Belem, on dirt roads, seeing firsthand the very first cuts made for the Amazonian Highway, swimming in the Amazon at Manaus, and on and on.

Brazil in 1972 and Pakistan in 2022 have many similarities. Brazil was extremely immature and undeveloped in 1972; for me as a kid, it was like time travel and being plopped into the past. I loved it! Everything was possible then, as there were no rigid rules. I’ve been back a few times since then, experiencing its changes and transitions. I still have Brazilian friends and will return again to see them. It would be cool to meet Nightingale there.

In spite of Nightengale’s accurate views, Brazil has become terribly boring in comparison to how it used to be 50 years ago, maybe like how a child usually becomes after the indoctrination of the school system gets them to conform. A major turning point was when a McDonalds was built in the early 1990s a couple blocks from one of the families I lived with in the 70s. The slide downhill continued from there. On my first day in Brazil in August of 1972, there was a live crowing rooster in the kitchen, which we ate for lunch that day. By the late 1990s, instead of having live animals in the kitchen, the majority of people were buying packaged factory foods in supermarkets, just like everywhere else in the ‘developed world’. They became proper consumers.

In rural Pakistan, there are still live animals in the houses, on their way to being eaten. I love it! Yet life is changing fast in Pakistan, too. I’ve had discussions with a number of people here, including school teachers, about the rapid progress of development. Something I always ask about is whether they are doing anything to preserve the culture and especially to maintain a solid direct connection with nature, an understanding and respect for real life, something that is still well-entrenched in the remote areas. The answers and discussions are always enlightening. My asking questions might help them to appreciate and maintain what might otherwise be lost in the mad rush to consumerism.

Here’s just-turned 17-year-old me, at Foz do Iguaçu on the border with Argentina:
Nothing has changed, eh?!