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... Built in the 1700's, originally one churches was for the first class and had a sea view and then a separate church was for the slaves in the central part of town. We learnt that the town floods at high tide and the streets by the water edge are angled, which were built that way as a defence from pirates. We then popped in to a cachaca shop to have some tastings. Cachaca is the local alcohol of Paraty. The next day we took a ...
... that pain of leaving the adventure, to go home.
In this particular leg of the trip, we will drive 45 hours over 18 days, covering 5 towns in Brazil. The following legs will cover countries such as Argentina, Peru, Chile and Bolivia. The 21 travellers on this leg will be with us on a 18 day road trip through to Buenos Aires. A third of the group are British, a third Kiwis and Aussies (as always we are well represented across the travelling scene) and a tiny handful of other ...
Since we had such a great day
yesturday after Pablo's advice, we decided to take another of his
recommdations and go for a boat trip to the Islands.
At this point we had met many people who are traveling in Brazil as well and we
all decided to go together. We had a good group of people and
headed of to the peer to find a boat company called Banzay. ...
... crazy Captain it was a pretty pants boat trip. The sandwiches were made from the leftover food from breakfast and were warm. So like I said, the best bit was the beers and the fresh melon and fruit (people wxcluded because of course they were by far te highlight! ) but the sandwiches Max did not hesitate to help himself to plenty of times! Think he had the munchies! He ate about 4. So funny. That night us 5 went for dinner at a gorgeous restaurant that I think used ...
... Hannah's arms and back were a bright vermilion, and she was feeling very dizzy. The mile we had walked earlier from the hostel seemed to multiply as she leaned on me for support and stopped to gather herself so she wasn't sick.
Again we somehow reached the hostel (we're making a habit of turning pleasant walks into epic treks, like we're crossing the Sahara). We collapsed into hammocks, Hannah slathering on layers of aftersun, and planned how to salvage the day. Our ...