In the beginning.....

The normal habitat for the geoanlayst is the laboratory, where they are carefully sheltered from the outside world, surrounded by machines that go 'ping', 'beep' and 'bang' and people who pretend to know what a Nd/Sm ratio is.
Every three years, a migration occurs as  geoanalysts converge to discuss crms, verification, measurement uncertainty and rocks.
This is the story of one such migration. Brazil and the town of Buzios, here we come!

                                                Waiting for the train on a foggy morning