Canto Do Sol Hotel
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Clara an her dad picked me up from the airport that afternoon. They have a beautiful house! The only Brazilian house I've visited so far. (Not counting the favela house) most people in Rio live in apartments. We had rice and this yellow stuff which wasn't bad for dinner. Me and Clara caught up a bit on life and she had to go to bed early for school which starts at ...
After a fluffy morning, trying to enjoy some quality time on
the balcony before check out, took the bus to Mariana, a smaller and less
intact colonial town. Had some nice old buildings which I explored with Carol,
a Londoner I bumped into at tourist info.
More grey clouds and rumbles of thunder eventually produced
the mother of all thunderstorms, ...
So from the original "urban jungle" itself to the beautiful jungle island of Isla Grande, translated literally Big Island. The island is located just off the coast of Rio state and was roughly a four hour bus journey with Costa Verde. Once home to Candido Mendes high-security prison, housing some of the most dangerous criminals in Brasil, the island remains fairly undeveloped. At the time of my visit, very strict restrictions on development remained including the fact that no ...
... to head over to Curva da Jurema, just across the park. We had met a nice lady there yesterday. Her name was Marcie and she worked at one of the restuarant/bars on the beach. We went back and had a beer with her and some of her friends before we caught a taxi to the bus depot for our long bus ride back to Muniz Freire.
Vitoria was beautiful but our time here was too short. Perhaps I will return again someday. One never knows!
... after drinking a beer, I would need a banheiro in about thirty minutes so we gathered our things and headed off for Curva da Jurema. It was about a thirty minute walk through a very ritzy neighbourhood so we enjoyed the scenery as we strolled toward the next beach. I picked a gardenia blossom off a tree and stuck it behind my ear. The aroma was intoxicating as the soft ocean breeze wafted it toward my nostrils. Curva da Jurema was a huge, ...