Only hours after touching down in Sao Paulo, I received this little bag of hope.

See, I had no underwear.

It’s a long story, but I promisedDad, I’d keep it short (see below).On our drive into the remote mountains of Sao Paulo, my friend and Istopped at a mall for cash (no ATMS in the forest). This part of the journeyfelt all hazy, the way things do when you’ve flown a red-eye across the world.

We didn’t have much time because my friend wanted to take me f...