This Cross getting hit by the sunset is in front of a church perched on top of one of the hills in Tiradentes . It’s a small town only 6-7 thousand people. They have some of the best food and coolest pousadas. My wife and I spent a weekend there and wish we could’ve stayed longer. I like to compare it to what Santa Fe was 150 years ago except with most modern creature comforts. Most restaurants still cook on open fire stoves and if you get lucky enough to get involved in a cachasa discussion, more often than not you will be obligated judge many samples. Most Brazilians have their favorite cachasa or their families have a farm that makes it. One bottle that was offered to me had a caju fruit inside the bottle. They had place the bottle over the fruit when it was tiny and later when ripe they cut it and filled the bottle with their families cachasa. They let it age for a year and on Christmas night they passed it around. Very good and very strong. It tastes like if rum and tequila had a love child.