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Back at when I was around 12 years old, my mother came up with the idea of traveling to Bahia’s inland. I cannot say I liked it at first: fulfilled of stories of friends an acquaintances of wonderful travels to big and developed countries such as Canada and United States, populated by a patriotic instinct to foreign countries, my influenced conscious did not see the experience of getting to know small rural cities in Brazil’s Northeast bearable at all. I could not have been wronger. We started our trip in Mucugê, with around 9 thousand inhabitants. What at first view seemed like a boring, rural city turned out to be a cave full of secrets waiting to show themselves to light: from waterfalls to museums and even a byzantine cemetery, the city’s sightseeings were beyond the limits of imagination. Hidden from the main public, natural beauties of all kinds unveiled to our eyes; our fatigue after walking kilometers in precarious trails suddenly disappeared after seeing the magnificence of the 90 meter tall Buracão canyon or the surreal aura of Poço Encantado, which deserves a paragraph on its own. Between ladders and ropes in the middle of huge darkness, one may not conceive the enormousness of what is below their feet: in the bottom of the cave, illuminated by a solitary light beam, there is a lake of a dark-blue coloration that resembles nothing but itself, making up for what is unarguably the most beautiful landscape I have ever seen. Moving on, we got to Lençóis, where I thought I could not be impressed after all I already had had seen. Another time, I was completely mistaken, and Poço do Diabo, where we swam in the middle of waterfalls blew my mind at the very first day in the city. Then, plunging into Gruta da Pratinha’s transparent waters and rare microshells formations ended up another stop in our trip. Straight up to our last destination: Bonito, with around 20 thousand inhabitants, already seemed bigger to me than New York or Shanghai could ever be. And it was: its main attraction, Gruta Azul, a grotto with limestone formations covering its ceiling’s surface and blue water that was so clear that you could easily see its bottom. Back to Salvador, I was completely astonished by everything I saw. Meeting the depths of Bahia’s “sertão” was not only a fantastic experience, but it completely change my mindset about my country and my vision of world. After that, my desperate desires of visiting great countries and economic powers disappeared; I found pride for my country where I never thought I would, and my conception of things were turned around completely. Sometimes, things may seem far away from you when they lie just at your side, and it just takes a look around to realize it.