During an Atlantic crossing from Argentina to Europe, I had a stopover in the balmy city of Rio de Janeiro. While on the Corcovado mountain, I rode an old car that slowly ascended a narrow road amidst a swarm of cobalt-blue butterflies. The sweet scent of tuberose wafted in through the open windows, adding to the already mesmerizing experience.
Mandarin, Neroli, Tuberose, Freesia, Heliotrope, Cedar Wood, Sandalwood

