We are based here in Salvador da Bahia, Brazil

There are certain countries, the names of which fire the popular imagination. Brazil is one of them; an amalgam of primitive and sophisticated, jungle and elegance, beating drums and luscious jazz harmonics — there’s no other place like it in the world. And while Rio tends toward the more worldly end of the spectrum, Bahia and its capital Salvador tend toward the other…the atavistic end. This is fitting…

Have you, dear traveller, ever noticed how different places scattered across the face of the globe seem almost to exist in different universes? As if they were permeated throughout with something akin to 19th century luminiferous aether, unique, determined by that place’s history? It’s a trick of the mind’s light (I suppose), but standing on beach or escarpment in Salvador and looking out across the Baía de Todos os Santos to the great Recôncavo, and mindful of the fact that more slaves entered this bay than did slaves enter any port anywhere else in the world…if nothing else one is easily brought to the conclusion that one is in fact in a place quite unlike any other.

Many parts of the world have their own variations of what Salvador and environs have… a tropical climate, beaches, festivals (although Salvador’s carnival is another thing altogether), fascinating local customs, places, food, history, music, dance, tours

But Salvador — and Bahia — because of the enormity of what happened here — have something beyond these…stirring, powerful and profoundly moving. This is why we’re here. And if nothing else we hope to impart some wan reflection of what makes this place, in spite of its amazing travails and by virtue of its people, one of the most splendid places on earth.

Bahia was both end, and a beginning.

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