(scroll for German Version) I am speechless. Just two hours ago I met Zolira and Mauro on the BR-101 highway in southern Brazil; like me, they were riding on their motorcycles. We are now sitting in a restaurant and they are buying me dinner. After paying for my hotel room. And water at the petrol station. And the road tolls. When I asked why they were doing this, Mauro told me a... Read More![]()
