Eduardo was a photographer with a penchant for capturing the essence of Brazil's vibrant cities and landscapes. Monica, a freelance writer, found herself on a similar path, exploring stories tucked within bustling streets and tranquil countryside. Their paths crossed in Brasília, a city known for its architectural splendor and wide-open skies, setting the stage for a tale of serendipity and romance.
Their meeting was nothing short of a cinematic moment. Eduardo was setting up his tripod at the Praça dos Três Poderes, aiming to capture the golden hour as it kissed the angular designs of Oscar Niemeyer's creations. Meanwhile, Monica was scribbling notes about the city's design, seated on a nearby bench. When a sudden gust of wind threatened her papers, Eduardo instinctively reached out to help, and their hands met among the fluttering pages.
The connection was instant, and after a brief exchange of smiles and apologies, they decided to explore the city together. As
the sun dipped below the horizon, their conversation deepened, ranging from their artistic passions to their dreams of traveling across Brazil. It was during one such conversation that Monica mentioned her next stop would be the mysterious waterfalls hidden in the heart of the Chapada dos Veadeiros. Eduardo, enchanted by the idea and her company, impulsively decided to join her.
Their journey required a bit of logistical planning. Neither of them had a car in Brasília, and the public transport routes were a puzzle. Luckily, Eduardo remembered a website where they could find bus schedules. Checking the site was crucial; it not only showed them the most efficient route to Alto Paraíso de Goiás but also the timings aligned perfectly with the best hours for photography and exploration.
With the bus schedule sorted, they embarked on their journey, each bus ride weaving their lives closer together. The shared travel, from crowded city buses to quiet rides through lush greenery, allowed their initial spark to bloom into a deep, fervent affection. They shared headphones, listened to each other's favorite songs, and exchanged stories that painted vivid pictures of their pasts.
In Chapada dos Veadeiros, surrounded by breathtaking waterfalls and the raw beauty of nature, Eduardo and Monica realized that their journey together was no longer just about travel. It was about the connections they formed, anchored by shared experiences and serendipitous moments, like finding the right bus schedule at the right time, which allowed them to explore their feelings as much as the landscapes around them.
Their story, beginning in Brasília and enriched by a simple yet essential bus schedule, became a beautiful testament to the unexpected journeys that love can take us on. The tale of Eduardo and Monica continued beyond the waterfalls, traveling through bus routes across Brazil, each stop a new chapter in their love story, each ticket a token of their shared adventures.
Letters
Who will one day say that there is no reason
In things done from the heart
And who will tell me that there is no reason
Eduardo opened his eyes, but didn't want to get up
He lay there and saw what time it was
While Mônica had a brandy
In the other corner of town, like they said
Eduardo and Mônica met one day by accident
And they talked a lot to try to get to know each other.
Little face from Eduardo's course who said
There's a cool party and we want to have fun
Strange party, with strange people
I'm not cool, I can't take any more booze
And Mônica laughed and wanted to know a little more
About the little boy who tried to impress
And Eduardo, a little dizzy, just thought about going home
It's almost two and I'm going to get screwed
Eduardo and Mônica exchanged phone numbers
Then they called and decided to meet
Eduardo suggested a snack bar
But Mônica wanted to see a Godard film
They then met in the City Park
Mônica on a motorbike and Eduardo on a camel
Eduardo thought it was strange and better not to comment
But the girl had dye in her hair
Eduardo and Mônica were nothing alike
She was a Leo and he was sixteen
She studied medicine and spoke German
And he's still in English classes
She liked Bandeira and Bauhaus
From Van Gogh and the Mutants
From Caetano and Rimbaud
And Eduardo liked soap operas
And he played football with his grandfather
She talked about the Central Plateau
Also magic and meditation
And Eduardo was still in the scheme
School, cinema, club, television
And even with everything different
It came quite suddenly
A desire to see each other
And the two met every day
And the desire grew
How it had to be
Eduardo and Mônica went swimming, photography
Theater and crafts and went traveling
Mônica explained to Eduardo
Things about sky, earth, water and air
He learned to drink, let his hair grow
And he decided to work
And she graduated the same month
That he passed the entrance exam
And the two celebrated together
And they also fought together many times afterwards
And everyone says he completes her and vice versa
Like beans and rice
They built a house a couple of years ago
About when the twins came
They fought for money, they held it cool
The heaviest bar they had
Eduardo and Mônica returned to Brasília
And our friendship is missed in the summer
But on these holidays they won't travel
Because Eduardo's little son
It's recovering ah-ah-ah
And who will ever say that there is reason?
In things done from the heart
And who will tell me
That there is no reason
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