Natal Mar

... at full volume down the beach.. they like their music loud!!!! So we moved down the beach to a quieter place until someone drove their car up onto the beach next to us at the cafe, opened the boot to reveal 2 enormous speakers..and so it began again!!!!!

Fiesta has definately arrived!!!! Genipabu was lovely .. very rustic.. with the enormous preserved sand dunes which you can go on by camel or buggy... the locals love their buggies and they swarmed around the village in ...

... hand signals and with bits of spanish thrown in for good measure!! Everyone very friendly !

We are having an amazing time... ...........Brazil Rocks!!

Tomorrow we are moving on to Genipabu which is another beachy place just north of Natal as we are on a quest for the ultimate beach to chill out and take stock before getting on the serious backpacker trail!!!!

lots of love Bruce & lulu XXXXXXx

Natal… What a great place. I stayed in a town called Ponto Negra. It is a beach town. I stayed in a Hostel that looked like a castle.

So, after a four-hour bus ride, I made it to Natal. A short Taxi ride later and I arrived at the hostel. The Halloween themed castle. Anyway, I shared a room with 4 Brazilian guys. It was kind of weird because there were many Brazilians there. Normally, the people in hostels are not from that country.  I ended up spending ...

From Recife we travelled to Natal, then onwards to Praia de Pipa - another picturesque beachtown in the North. Slightly more developed than Jericoacoara, the main streets of Pipa are modern enough to allow car access and are littered with numerous boutiques, expensive restaurants and guest houses. But it was easy to forget all of this whilst lying on one of the numerous amazing beaches - which were ...

... guns ... oh my god ... there was an undercover police also with a gun. And he started to shoot one of the criminals in the head, all the blood in the bus. I saw the cloth of the people from israel, all had blood on it. The other criminals soot as well so that some passagers in the bus were hurt as well. One of the isral girls was shoot in her leg. I could`t believe that this really was happening ... This is really a scarry story. The next text is just from the newspaper, but ...

... não me sinto nem fraco nem cansado, isso só acontece quando não estou fazendo nada. :) Mas nem sempre é fácil encontrar o que comer, muitas vezes não posso nem escolher, tenho de aceitar o que aparece. Outras vezes tenho de dividir a refeição em pedacinhos - macaxeira e salada aqui, açaí ali, pão com ovo lá e continuando até completar o estômago. Estou aprendendo ainda, de vez em quando é complicado mas estou vivendo... tem gente que come carne e está morrendo. :P

I arrive in Pipa (or Pria de Pipa I belive is the offical name) which is a gorgeous beach village that is frequented by international celebrities. The beaches are surrounded by large majestic cliffs and dolphins visit Pipa every day (which leads to some humorous tales later on). I find the hostel where Sid is staying but he´s not there, even though I told homeboy to meet me there at 12:00 noon. So I head to one of the beaches and as I´m ...

... bus and have my bags go to Natal without me. Seriously, I´m worried. So I finish eating and then I walk past the restaurant at the rodovaria and I see everyone who was on the bus including the driver sitting down to a proper meal. ****, they have plates with all this awesome food on it and all I had were a couple of chicken pastries. Grrr, I now have no time to eat at the restaurant as I´ve already wasted probably 8 minutes. I laugh once again at my ...

... er twintig met een gebaar dat dat voldoende was. Hij weg naar de baas en vervolgens nog twee keer terug, maar we verstonden hem niet! Echt géén idee wat ie bedoelde! Afijn dat was dus een hoge Caipi index! Een paar dagen gingen we met de bus heen en weer naar het hotel en genoten van de luxe. Dan kwam het moment van afscheid en met de transfer mochten we mee naar de aeroporto. Arjan en Marjolein waren er al en we dronken nog wat samen. Er moest ook nog, "vertrekbelasting" betaald ...

... done for you. Oh, yeah - that IS like my private home - hello mum and dad! It became a very social hostal and we all went out together most nights. I could go on about all the wonderful people I met, but thats really boring reading in all honesty, as none of them are such caricatures as Nelson and Richie so Im not going to. The long and the short of it is that we eventually tore ourselves away from Pipa, but it was really hard: if you ever get the chance to go, take it!