I went to see my aunt, uncle and cousins this afternoon. They are currently staying with my yaiya up in north London. It was a long overdue visit to be honest, but London is so vast that getting across the city sometimes seems like trying to cross a vast mountain chain or ocean. Yet circumstances made it imperative that I visit, and it was truly great to see them. Sitting at the same kitchen table that I have sat at since I was small, being fed all kinds of delicious food, I felt warm and comfortable inside. It was the feeling one gets when catching up with members of your family that you haven’t seen in quite some time, as if returning home after a long expedition in the wilderness. The problem is, I don’t know when I will see them again, especially my uncle David. Everyone’s so busy these days it’s hard to keep track. I suppose there’s only one solution: I must start making plans to visit them in Brazil.