When the music touches upon your soul and the rythm enchants your senses, when the colours play in a mad rythm of samba, when the smile of simple people immobilizes you, when the scents dance inside you… than you find yourself in Bahia.

When the sea wraps you under the burning sun and you feels the breeze, when you fold yourself in the rythms of camdomble for a frenetic dance, when the Iemanja calls you to take you in, when the moon brings silent and the Dona Flor it dreams, what else could you want from Salvador.

When the faith becomes a sea of flowers and it links the souls, words have no place in the beauty and compassion of God for this place…