Morada dos Ventos
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- Room service
- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
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... the mistake of lying on the bed for a while. When it came time to get up I could hardly move...all my muscles were stiff and sore and my rib cage and knees felt quite bruised. Clearly not surfing fit! This was to be our last evening out together as tomorrow we'd be flying to Rio and then the day after we'd be off home. We chose a small little restuarant (run by a Swedish chef apparently) and had another good meal. Then it was the same formula - ice cream followed by coffee followed by ...
... surf, palm trees, all with a backdrop of tropical vegetation. We took the staris some 50 m down onto the beach. Being a bit out the way the beach wasn't developed at all with just one permanent structure and a few Barracas with loungers and umbrellas. Praia do Madeiro had the perfect waves to learn to surf, so we decided to give it a go and arranged for some lessons. Sid and Annick went first and Jonathan, a strapping Brazilian surf dude from ...
... ups, planks, star jumps and lunges (or 'lunches' as Do's hockey coach used to call them) in the shallow water. Then it was back to our track for some more sprints before swimming back across the bay to collapse with a fresh cold coconut on our lounge beds, job done for the day. After observing the beach from the comfort of my lounger I could happily conclude that the thong bikini was alive and well and living on well rounded Brazilian buns ...
... bottle of Chilian Sauvignon Blanc (and juice for the girls) followed by Lemon Cheescake and a proper Italian Cappucino. It was devine. We met the Chef, Michele - he was a true Italian from Rome who had moved here for a beautiful woman and the wonderful weather (it sounded familiar to me, except for the weather bit). After wandering the lively main street for a bit we returned home and crawled into bed, fully satisfied after another wonderful day in ...
... t make it out. Gaston and I went into town and met up with the Argentinian girls and Juan and Rosario, they had promised they would not fall asleep this time. They didn't and we had lots of fun. We had been told there was going to be a big party on the beach. It had really started to rain really heavily and I wasn't sure if it was going to happen. We were just in the street bars and having fun dancing and chatting. Then when everyone seemed to be heading off I still ...