Paraders keep the spectators in line in Pelourinho.
A beautiful view of the Museu de Arte Moderna da Bahia.
Swimming upstream in Solar do Unhão.
A parader has beef.
Looking back toward Gamboa de Baixo.
Sunset at Ponta do Humaitá.
Candomble ladies doing it for the 'Gram.
Golden hour elevator ride.
Brazilian pride.
Hitting those angles.
Home of the famous slips.
A quite moment.
Parade ready.
Restaurante Humaitá, the place that started it all.
The inner sanctum of Casa Yemanjá.
Feathered friends.
Yemanjá be praised.
The classic ribbons of Salvador hang on a church window.
The blessings of the Matriarca.
The easy way up.
Praça da Cruz Caída (Fallen Cross Square).
A hibiscus splits the difference.
Standing tall in the morning sun.
Celebrating antiquity in the lower city.
A colorful bird takes flight in this street mural.
Sunrise over Igreja Ordem Terceira São Domingos Gusmão.
Flags decorate a back alley.
Boat slip.
Night and day outside our hotel in Pelourinho.
A vintage look at Largo do Cruzeiro de São Francisco.
Closing time.
Holding it high.
Looking at you.
Drummers dance as they warm up for their parade.
Turn to that page in your hymnal.
Not so fast.