Linda Farrow send a postcard from RIO

During the prickling heat of a humid summers day the beaches of Rio are the soul of the city. Watched the beaches of Rio are the soul of the city.

Watched over the carpeted mountains , the wavy black and white streets spill out to exotic strips of sand over the roar of foaming waves; the sounds of people playing football in the sand and vendors selling fruit laden Caipirinhas linger on the breeze.

Saturated by the sun the colours take on a faded richness.1