Brisamar Hotel Sao Luis
- Continental Breakfast
- Minbar in room
- Non-smoking rooms
- Room service
TripAdvisor Reviews Brisamar Hotel Sao Luis Sao Luiz de Maranhao
Travel Blogs from Sao Luiz de Maranhao
Was happy to arrive a couple of hours late given the rain
and road hazards, the first being donkeys causing hard breaking and swerving,
the second, who knows as dark & curtains shut – put on my belt from then
The scenery had been more interesting, lots of rocky low
peaks and fazendas though a sprinkling of cattle seemed the main output.
Off at a lazy 8.30am the truck drove 4-5 hours to São Luis, reggae capital if Brazil. For the first time since bring on the truck I sat in the front seats, just as great view of the road ahead but far better ventilated than sitting in the front of the cab. Upon arrival in São Luis the small cobbly streets caused manoeuvre problems again, heading back to the main road we walked to our hostel. At this hostel we got designated a ...
... at their place. Since he was a tour guide of the area and also leaving the beaten tourist track for once seemed like a good idea I gladly accepted his offer. It was really interesting to see what Brasilian cities are like if they're not a tourist attraction. And I can assure you life there is nothing like in Rio or Sao Paulo where the economy is booming.
The following day I arrived in Sao Luis. I went to the hostel and I immediately meet two girls ...
... quarter where we stay is slowly sliding into the river, with a few restoration projects at various stages of completion. The dark, moody streets at first seduce but seem to become oppressive as the days pass.
Our hostel is staffed by some of the grumpiest folks you can imagine. We´re always able to have a laugh with any miserablists but have to throw in the towel with these folks. Maybe the ...
... beach break in the midst of the madness that was Carnaval. In retrospect I would have liked to stay a couple more days in Olinda but we were on a tight timeline and we wanted some serious chill time amidst our crazy travelling. So we rocked up at Pipa. On the way we needed to change from the big bus to little kombies, but had no idea where to go. We recognised 4 other ‘travellers’ who got off our bus and followed them through Goianinha, whilst they ...