Best Western Solar Porto De Galinhas

... próxima de um grande manguezal tornando a região muito atrativa para o turismo de aventura: passeio de caiaque pelo mangue, surf, mergulho entre outros.

Depois de 4 horas de ônibus vindo de Paulista, onde está nossa casa, chegamos a Pousada da Tia Rita (Recanto Sonhos do Porto) que Betânia já não visitava desde a sua infância. Fomos muito bem recibido por tia Rita e tivemos muito a contar sobre a nossa vida na Alemanha e Angola, que foi ouvida com ...

Early start for our pick up at 4,20am. Unfortunately the area was really noisy ALL night so we didn´t sleep well. Our cabbie was there on time and we found out on route that he was charging us about 3 times as much as it should be (30 reals). We were stupid not to check before hand as we usually do but three months of checking EVERYTHING makes us tired. Why do people want to rip us off?!?!? No surprise we were in a foul mood when we arrived at the airport and we ...

... on the earlier side because there is no one else in the town besides honeymooners and families! Yesterday we took a jangada (a sail boat that is really a raft filled with Styrofoam) out to the Coral reef with natural pools with fish in it. As soon as we got to the reef we knew it was a mistake. We were walking on the reef! And it was so dead and so sad! Hundreds of tourist did this to it and we were not much better joining in. But I tried to ...

... back where we started. At this point, no joking aside we were nervous. We could not understand what was going on because my Portuguese has not really improved that much since I left CA, but everyone else seemed to be okay and 45 minutes later we took off again. A few stops later and we were finally to our destination safe and sound, but a little shaken up. We are reconsidering our next plane flight!

... facial and muscular structure. When I think back I do remember that all the girls in my group wanted their picture with him and were pulling him close and complimenting him on his looks and playing with his clothes and hair (women here are a big aggressive sexually so this was apparently mild behaviour)... I did none of that but was often speaking with him in the parade or if he was struggling with costume, or visa versa, we helped each other working quietly together. He ...

... and I got ´that feeling´´, when I dance the one that feels like I´m ice skating, or dancing on butter... so rare, but so good. Pure pleasure for me, like life has lifted me two foot from the floor asI glide to the music, in a cuddle with a man... Better than most anything!!!. There is something magic in that moment, no words, no confusion, just two people and the music - the cubans call it .sentimiento´. ...It seems we have been accorded a great privelidge. In training at Na ...

... in Pernambuco state which is one of the first inhabited regions in Brazil. Olinda is a word heritage city (title given by UNESCO) and Recife, its neighbour, was built by the Dutch, and houses various types of architecture that mirrors its time of glory when sugar was almost as important as gold and not only attracted the Portuguese and the Dutch, but also the English. Olinda is a friendly, pretty ...

... Unfortunately, Porto de Galinhas, literally translated as the 'Port of Chickens', was not always a place filled with celebration, laughter and beach-side frolics. After abolition late in the 19th century, the slave trade continued to secretly flourish here. Apparently the slave masters knew when to expect the next consignment when the message came through that 'another load of chickens' had arrived from Angola. Although our campsite was overflowing with Brazilian ...

I wanted to get out of the house to do something fun, but I didn't know what. So, the little animal in my head - I like to think of him as something ferocious, like a tiger or jaguar or bear, or squid - started tinkering, and he came up with a great idea. I wanted to call it "Day of Adventure." However, it was his idea, so I have to respect his wishes to call it ... "Squids Will One Day Take Over the World:" ITEM 1 - SLEEP ON THE BEACH. I began at Maracaiipe Beach, an arching strip ...

... through dense bush armed with sharp thorns to advance. After five minutes, I could no longer see civilization or beach - only hills of thorny bush - and I already was starving, thirsty, bloody, and I had to poop. The latter problem was of most imminent importance, because I was a little sick already from the Brazilian water. Luckily, I found some large, thornless leaves and did my business. For two hours, I scraped my way through. Finally, I ...