Portal dos Borbas
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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, ...
After a break, headed off from town in the other direction, to explore a few little beaches in that direction. Before the final one, came across a group of hairy brown howlers (?), including a mother & baby feeding on yellow fruits. Had seen signs earlier warning not to feed them, so happy to finally catch sight – they don’t seem too interested in the huge durian that are prolific, both on the ground and trees here – you can’t miss the smell of ...
... are allowed on the island. It's probably only a matter of time until things change but for now, the island remains relatively unscathed by modern transportation. I arrived by wooden yacht, ferrying produce to locals from the mainland. The trip cost around £3 and involved lying on top of milk and vegetable (and drink!) crates, whilst taking in the incredible views of Isla Grande on the horizon. In terms of ecosystem, you couldn't get much more diverse than this. Isla ...
... to take the long hike to the waterfall which was a pretty hard slog and took a lot longer than expected. Another cold shower followed and then fortunately most of the way back was downhill. When we got back we went with the group to watch a Capoeira training. This is the traditional Brazilian dance/ martial arts developed from the African slaves. It was very different where the moves looked very choreographed. They ...
... 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!