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Breakfast at the hostel. Very nice coffee and fruits. Then we walked until santo antonio to see the largo and church. Our main point was to go to bonfim church.. It was a bit far so he had to take a bus thru the favelas and it was so much traffic jam. We were a bit afraid but in the end it was ok. We asked some people how to go there and evrybody was super friendly. After this we decided to go to campo grande.. We took again the bus.. And we missed the place.. So ...
... as being slower but once she had seen us at work and that animals
recovered much faster she was convinced. We helped her greatly by spaying 7
cats (3 of which were hers) and 4 *****es.
Sunday was a traditional day of rest and we made the most of our time touring the
island, walking along the beach and catching some rays of sunshine so at least
we had a bit of colour to prove to people at home that we had in fact been
That evening we went to a show called Fundacao Bale folclorico da Bahia at the Teatro Miguel Santana. It was a show of dance and music from the cities African heritage. It featured people dancing with fire, swords and a type of fighting dance.
Next day headed on our longest bus yet. 28 hours to Rio.
Joe and ...
... with 15 other people from the group.
Sao Luis was the next stop and one that Craig was particularly excited about. It was Saturday night the city was large enough to have a gay bar. We stayed in the old part of town, filled with Portuguese colonial architecture. The power went out a few times in the city so the ‘big gay night out’ was touch and go for a while. After dinner we hit the town. Brazilians either go out later or I go out ...
... would like to work with. Ideas flowed across language barriers (I admit, they spoke great English) as the ocean breeze flowed through the white gauze curtains. It was a dreamy, relaxing night. I fell asleep to the sound of the surf.
Morning in Brazil is peaceful, cool, renewing.
Afternoon in Brazil is a fine frenzy.
Midnight in Brazil... is magic.