Tentacle: what does it mean? To have, to hold. In nature’s grasp.
Seoul’s meaning: cunningly cute, so delicate, but firm and strong.
In Latin: tentaculum. To feel, to test, to examine. Look inside. The jewelry is calling me. I want that one.
How to choose? Do we have to, with endless options before us?
Be chosen. Maybe that’s what we want. To be tested and selected.Looking up, The Ocean called. Destiny led them to this shore.
Salty breeze. Peaceful and calm, sending them love. Nature grasped more.
It felt good. Tentacles squeezed, releasing slowly. She breathed in.Deep exhale. She touched her throat. He untangled her energy.
And necklace. There is so much that we don’t see, below the sea.
He breathed in. It felt easy, the way it should. He stroked her wrist.Sea creatures. Do they exist? Maybe they do, like mermaids, right?
Scorpions. Sea creatures, or land animals? I know they sting.
Out of fear. Of course, because no one wants to be trapped, don’t you agree?She heard it. His breath, or the sound of the waves. Both were pleasing.
Octopus. Are you hungry? I am, and the coastline led them there.
It smelled good. How did you get here? Came with the tide, I guess. Yes.Describe it: crunchy outside, silky inside. I’ll have that then.
Sounds like me. An inner zeal. Waiting for what? To be held firm.
Like my ring. Firm on my finger, she looked down. Blue tentacles.You’ve seen one? I have; it squirms, trying to swim away quickly.
Sounds like me. An inner fear. Afraid of what? He felt the same.
She glistened. Like the blue ring, like the ocean. He was in love.Tentacles: they come in pairs. In botany. And in our lives.
And maybe. In love, he thought. The ocean crashed, and he felt free.
Free to love. Looking at him, smiling softly. She knows it’s free.This poem was written in the Korean sijo style of poetry as an homage to Tentacle Jewelry Studio in Seoul, South Korea. My visit to this beautiful country would not have been complete without my unique souvenirs, all designed by Hee Jin Park, from her jewelry studio in Bukchon Village. See more Tentacle pieces here: https://www.instagram.com/tentacle_._._jewelry/
I’m sure the title fooled you. Trust me – when my colleagues in São Paulo showed me the itinerary for my recent VIP trip, I was a bit confused when I saw the words “fondue, wine, fur, chocolate, and winter festival” sprinkled throughout my schedule. It’s not the usual word association one has when you hear “Brazil”.
Set 111 miles outside of the sprawling metropolis that is São Paulo, Campos do Jordão is a lovely weekend getaway perfect for couples, honeymooners, or really anyone looking to get away from the hustle and bustle of city life.
But the train ride up the hill to Campos do Jordão is half the fun. Starting in the quaint town of Pindamonhangaba, our group enjoyed a relaxing tour through the countryside. I marveled at the stretches of rice fields and farmland, spotted with cows, horses, and other livestock, thinking back to my train ride on the British Pullman outside of London earlier this year.
Climbing the mountains, I learned that this railway was the only one in the world that goes to such a high altitude without any cables or extra machinery. Normally trains like this chug along at a 3% incline. Not this one! We were going at 11% according to the conductor. Besides Iguaçu Falls and the Amazon, I think that Brazil needs to add another natural wonder to its list!
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High up where the air cooled and the humidity subsided, we stopped at the depot for a welcome snack of homemade grape juice and the most divine cod-fish fritters, known as bolinho de bacalhau. On our way through sprawling hills, I learned more about Brazil’s ecosystem and some of its unique fauna and flora, all visible from my train window. I felt like I was in the Sound of Music and could almost hear the refrain “The hills are alive…”
Speaking of music, Campos do Jordão is the host of an orchestral showcase known as “Festival de Inverno” which takes place every July. This winter music festival, the biggest classical music festival in Latin America, has found the perfect home in this beautiful town.
Before you even enter the Cláudio Santoro Auditorium, the dedicated place for this magnificent display of opus upon classical opus is the Felícia Leirner Museum. With striking art sprawled across green hills, I stopped to take it all in. The clean, crisp air, the stark white statues standing tall with the trees, and small strips of poetry by Vinicius de Moraes clinging to a nearby bush. A perfect respite!
My knowledgeable guide told me a bit about this talented artist, and I became even more impressed with the history of this place. Felícia emigrated to Brazil from Poland in the late 1920s and began to study sculpture in her mid-forties under the tutelage of renowned sculptor, Victor Brecheret. Her late start in her art career reminded me of a quote that my life coach once told me when I changed careers: “It’s never too late to be what you might have been.” Always timely advice!
Here my hosts from Campos do Jordão Visitors Bureau welcomed me and guided me to the next portion of my tour. Wishing that I could return in July to hear music played in this serene setting, our group headed to dinner at Ludwig, the most picturesque restaurant to enjoy a post-symphony meal.
An enchanting place, Ludwig is the award-winning culinary enterprise of Fausto and Zezé, a warm and lively couple who welcomed me like family. Sipping on the most delicious wine and enjoying a cheese plate that included housemade jam and local cheeses, Fausto and Zezé shared their love story, which led to a round table of everyone divulging dating stories, divorce woes, and everything in between! All of this before our first course!
Looking out over their green garden, also used as the occasional event space, I told Fausto that I had seen the opera Faust with my dad many years ago – my first opera – which led to some tearful reminiscing. But there’s nothing like gourmet food to put a smile on my face, and my Instagram-worthy plate was just the thing!
When Zezé originally asked me to choose my dish, I told her “I eat everything!”. She smiled and said, “Okay, we’ll give you the local specialty” and came back with a handful of nuts called pinhão, which would be ground to make a puree accompaniment for my truta, a fish local to the Campos do Jordão region. My mouth was already watering, but seeing it presented – wow!
The perfect place to retire at the end of a long journey – Campos do Jordão’s Grande Hotel. Nestled in greenery along the hills, you’ll want to take advantage of the trails around this luxury property that lives up to its name. There are beginner level trails to enjoy throughout the day, as well as tennis courts, a pool, a spa and pretty much every amenity you could imagine – even an in room foot spa with a robust menu of soaps and creams that were a soothing way to end a long day.
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As I sat on my terrace looking out at the full moon, tired toes soaking, I read more about Felícia Leirner and her sculptures. Awarded the Best Sculptor Award at the 1963 São Paulo Bienal, Felícia’s work was featured in Paris, the Tate in London, and of course, in nearby São Paulo. But it was her personal life which intrigued me even more. She situated herself here in Campos do Jordão after the early death of her husband, creating an impressive portfolio of works. Her story reminded me of Georgia O’Keeffe, one of my favorite artists, and how she retired to Santa Fe, New Mexico after the death of her husband, Alfred Stieglitz. I wondered, would I suffer the same fate and retire to some beautiful countryside and create meaningful art? But I’d have to get married first! First things first…
If you follow my Instagram, you know I’m a bit of a chef groupie, so a breakfast meeting and tour with Chef Mauro was all the motivation I needed to get out of bed early the next morning. Chef Mauro is what you’d call a prodigy. He leads a team of kitchen staff, most of whom are twice his age, to produce an award-winning menu at Grande Hotel’s premier restaurant, Araucária. Leading me through the kitchen, Chef Mauro explained the techniques used at Grande Hotel since this was a training facility for hospitality professionals. It definitely showed! Every detail of my bountiful breakfast was perfect, but it was the service with a friendly demeanor from every staff member that really made this place a luxury property.
The best place to walk off this yummy brunch was through Campos do Jordão’s downtown shopping district. My favorite place, which I didn’t even expect to find in Brazil, was Puro Cacau, a boutique that specializes in furs, with a license from the Brazilian government to ensure no harm was done to the animals. The perfect place to wear these beauties? Right across the street at the new Ice Bar, which provides gloves and other special features so you can enjoy your drinks literally “on ice”. Continuing along, we saw chocolate shops, souvenir boutiqes, and plenty of German bars. I learned that Campos do Jordão is also a vacation destination for one of Brazil’s most celebrated holidays, Oktoberfest. With a strong German influence in Brazil, this holiday rivals Carnaval as Brazil’s biggest party.
A fan of classical music, I was already trying to figure out when I could come back for this annual Festival de Inverno. With my 2017 already full of travel, I guess I’d have to put it on the list for 2018!
To book your visit to Campos do Jordão, contact me today!
Tentacle: what does it mean? To have, to hold. In nature’s grasp. 
Look inside. The jewelry is calling me. I want that one.
Looking up, The Ocean called. Destiny led them to this shore.
Deep exhale. She touched her throat. He untangled her energy. 
Sea creatures. Do they exist? Maybe they do, like mermaids, right?
She heard it. His breath, or the sound of the waves. Both were pleasing.
Describe it: crunchy outside, silky inside. I’ll have that then.
You’ve seen one? I have; it squirms, trying to swim away quickly.
Tentacles: they come in pairs. In botany. And in our lives.
This poem was written in the Korean sijo style of poetry as an homage to Tentacle Jewelry Studio in Seoul, South Korea. My visit to this beautiful country would not have been complete without my unique souvenirs, all designed by Hee Jin Park, from her jewelry studio in Bukchon Village. See more Tentacle pieces here: https://www.instagram.com/tentacle_._._jewelry/
own as bolinho de bacalhau. On our way through sprawling hills, I learned more about Brazil’s ecosystem and some of its unique fauna and flora, all visible from my train window. I felt like I was in the Sound of Music and could almost hear the refrain “The hills are alive…”
