Pousada Farol das Estrelas
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... a man with a wheel barrow will happily oblige.
Two days of swimming in the sea and natural pools left when the tide goes out, lying on the beach and eating grilled cheese on a stick covered in oregano and honey, and we were ready to return to Salvador for one last night - Big Tuesday! ...
... harmless, but nonetheless intimidating when you don't speak their language. Our tour guide reassured us that all they wanted were homes, and as we had none of these in our pockets we were safe, but still advised us not to come back on our own.
That evening, after another deluge and a melt in your mouth pizza, we headed out to a street party near to the one we'd headed to the night before with some people we'd met on the bus to Sao Paulo, some Paulistanos they'd met, ...
... it! By the end of the night and quite a few caipirinha’s later I was pretty sure I had learnt to samba quicker than a Brazilian mama, the chances are I probably hadn’t but nobody cared…and neither did I! Yet again the live music was astounding. In fact one of the best bands I have ever seen. I couldn’t believe I’d lived my life all this time without hearing the infectious sounds of a samba ...
... of not having a clue where we were and whether we were going to make it in one peice.
The journey was actually pretty seamless. We got to the ferry dock in Salvador within minutes of the ferry leaving, a kind man sorted us out the other end with a combi van to the next bus terminal where we actually got a private car to the next ferry port, slightly more expensive but by a matter of pence, where the cheap boat took us to the island. A total look of smugness ...
... to do a Paulista has already done it.
Andy and Emma my Aussie friends that I first met in Chile (twice), then caught up with in Salvador for carnival had left their passports in Itacaré. Luckily I was still in Itacaré to pick them up and we arranged to meet in São Paulo to exchange the passports and to have another catch up and add another story to the ever expanding travel diary.
That night Andy, Emma and I went out with Ronaldo to a ...