Angra dos Reis Boutique Hotel
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- Continental Breakfast
- Swimming pool
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
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... across the bay and supporters would chant, cheer and bang drums made out of old water containers. The only downside of Ilha Grande has been the mutant creepy-crawlies. I haven't seen them but I know they're there: my legs have turned into an ugly, red mountain range. On the second night I wrapped myself in a mosquito net but the damage was done. This trip was all about scratching an itch but I really didn't mean it in the literal sense. Better take my mind off it with a ...
... us out couldn't speak a word of English, nor could the young lad with him and we all stepped on board feeling like we were on a comedy sketch. After a lot of hand motions, we enquired about the fishing rods - how could we all fish with one rod?! Thats when he pulled out some fishing wire wrapped about a beer can, apparently this was our fishing apparatus for the day! It was an absolutely scorching day and we set off in search of fish. After a fair bit ...
... trees and plant life.Now I apologize I am no botanist but I did note there was a hell of alot of palm trees in the tropical belt!The bus took a 30minute pit stop at some non-descript petrol station .We were than back on the move and within an hour we pulled into the port town of Angra Dos Reis,who's only function seems to be to service the incoming tourists for the ferry trip across to the islands.The ferry trip is in fact a catamaran trip, and at around 4pm ...
... not totally worth it. Not overwhelmed with our hostel, Che Lagato. The 'party' atmosphere was maybe a bit too much for us, but on the whole the staff were friendly enough, but their pushy approach each morning, trying to get everyone on their overpriced boat trips grew tiresome pretty quickly. At the time of writing, it's raining, and raining hard. Our boat arrives in 2 hours and this is our first wet morning on IG. Guess it's the perfect time to move ...
... to just be heartbroken that it wasn't the beach of our dreams. So we carry on up another path - this place has no paths going down so it seems. Another 45 minutes later we cheer, can't sob due to lack of water, hug but are pretty smelly to once again be heart broken (more heartbreak than a divorce court after a Las Vegas stag do) being told its not the beach. 5 beaches later and roughly 3 hours we see the crystal white sands, turquoise blue ocean and miles of nothing it was ...