Each year, by the beginning of February I start to get "Mariacaipirinha" and "Magalenha", both of Carlinhos Brown, settled in my head. It is the spirit of carnival which is also the guilty of my fondness for the most exotic drinks like cachaça.

The samba, those streets flooded of colours, men with maracas in hand, women dressed in sequins bikinis with all kinds of accessories, such as Victoria's Secret but in its most rampant version. They are for sure the best promotion of Brazil and the Cachaça.