Morretes

From Curitiba, I took a train to Morretes, and it turned out to be one of the most magical rides of my journey. The train moved slowly through the Atlantic Forest, and that day, the weather was foggy, which made everything feel even more mysterious.

We passed through mist-covered mountains, over old bridges, and into stretches of wild green that seemed untouched. It felt like the train was carving its way through a secret world. The whole experience was quiet, wild, and absolutely beautiful...like riding straight through a dream.