I got my wrists pierced!
The first several times I traveled, I spent too much money on trinkets and artesenal stuff. The past two summers, I've collected clothes, piercings, and tattoos instead. I think the change is a good one. Also, sleeping with piercers gets two thumbs up.
I still haven't gotten around to photos, but Rafa has some up from Juiz de Fora here:
http://flickr.com/photos/bolapiercingThere's pictures of her, the girl I was staying with (Bruna), some of the bands we saw, the two crazy punk girls we were hanging out with (Fran and Belle), and some other random stuff.
Sometimes I wonder why I travel. I leave my family and friends to go to really great places and meet amazing people that I then have to leave. The whole time I miss the folks at home and the folks and places I've already left.