Hotel Bahia Do Sol
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
- Business Services
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... destroyed. One of my favourite places on the tour was a walk up a street which comes with a warning in pretty much every guide book as a definite place to get mugged. It is in fact one of the most stunning pieces of architecture in the city where an old viaduct has had buildings built into each and every archway which are all owned by artisans. At the top of the hill there is a beautiful view over the harbour and ocean and looking back over the city the main ...
... for "beans". It is essentially a big bowl of black beans with seasoning and different types of meat and sausage. It is served with fresh lettuce and tomato and farofa, a hot pepper sauce and rice. It was awesome! Then we visited a bunch of churches and went back to O Cravinho for more cravinhos, the clove-flavored cachaca drink I like so much. We ended up having a few drinks because it was raining so hard. After splitting from Grazie and taking a bus back to my ...
... a search for this ice cream shop that is supposedly really good. Vini said that he and Carol woukd take the bus just to eat there then go back. After struggling to get a parking spot we eventually circled around and found a spot in the back. They had all sorts of flavors, lots of fruit ones and also chocolate ones and everything. Very cool. I got maracuja because it is possibly my new favorite food and I don't know where I will find it back home. While we are our ice cream, we ...
... safely and were shown to our private room on an upper floor in a building that pleasingly overlooks one of the main squares. On our first evening in Salvador we predictably decided to take it steady (maybe not Tony as he was more than happy to have his first beers on Brazilian soil) and watched the Germany-Algeria second round match in a bar full of brash and loud Germans. We then sold one ticket for the Belgium-USA game to an English girl and our made our way ...
... favelas. It was a little scary, because we didn't know where the bus was headed or where we should get off, and we couldn't communicate with anyone due to the language barrier. We knew we would need to take a taxi to get to the Pelourinho from wherever we disembarked, but we also knew we would not be able to get a taxi in these neighborhoods. I slipped my wedding band into a bottle of Advil at the bottom of my purse and prepared to hoof it through a ...