Even If You Are Black You Should Protect Your Skin From The Sun

always figured that my natural melanin was enough protection against the sun. I never used sunscreen, never burnt, never peeled and could never understand my friends who were darker than me that did use it. What was the point if your skin has an inbuilt protection mechanism? That was my thought process, until January the 30th 2007.

I’ve Left Brazil And The Rogue Trader Wants Money For A Light Bill

So I’m on MSN messenger a couple of minutes ago and my Brazilian friend, who we sent the money to to pay the agent for the apartment we rented came on and tells me how the agent called him asking him for money for the LIGHT BILL. I can’t believe the nerve of this man. He is a con artist to the core.

Pelourinho and Barra – My Main Stomping Grounds in Salvador Da Bahia

The Pelourinho, the historic square in the heart of the old city of Salvador, is the center of a remarkable renewal of art and culture. Once a place used to auction African captives and punish rebellious slaves, the Pelourinho has become the center of a resurgence of African-Brazilian identity. Declared a World Heritage Site by UNESCO, it is now home to groups who reclaim their African heritage through music, dance, drums and art. The streets of Pelourinho vibrate with history, music, art and food—both during the day and at night.

Losing My Luggage at Madrid Airport and Getting It Back Again

Yesterday I burnt my eyes… and my nose, I feel unbelievably sore. This morning I couldn´t even rub cream on my face. It was so sore that I had to blot in on with cotton wool balls. I´ve smeared aloe vera cooling and soothing gel all over my face and body and I´m still hurting bad bad bad on mainly around my eyes and my nose. When I lick my lips it feels like they are about to bust open!

On My Way to Brazil And I Head To Heathrow Instead Of Gatwick Airport

My journey to HELL begun on Wednesday the 20th of December. I asked for an aisle seat and was allocated 25C, the end seat on a row of three. I knew at least one other seat was free because it had been allocated to my friend when I checked in. I move onto the middle seat while the hustle bustle is going on. I don’t want to get my sides bashes by the trolley dolleys on their aisle strolls.

My Fears About Colonic Irrigation

I have five weeks exactly before I leave and my clothes don’t fit. What the hell am I gonna do? I thought that buying everything too small would give me the incentive to get into them. Looks like I’m going to be going halfway across the world with an empty suitcase. I think the only hope now is starvation, but temptation is all around me. To top it all of I went boozing. It’s not my fault! It’s all in an effort to be social. The only other thing I could think of that might help (apart from a gruelling exercise regime and starvation) is colonic irrigation/hydrotherapy. So I booked myself in to get it done after work TODAY. If this doesn’t at least flatten my stomach I’m DOOMED!