Hotel Fazenda Sitio Nosso Paraiso
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- Continental Breakfast
- Swimming pool
- Free parking
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... lifelong friends. One of his friends was a purple belt in jiu jitsu, and he insisted I come to his gym to train. He particularly wanted me to come, because most of the guys at his gym had never rolled with a foreigner. You could say I had a small audience while training, but once again their attitudes were awesome. Arthur was a great friend, and was more generous than I could ever have hoped for, but like all that is good, there comes a time when it must end. R2 had a lot of free ...
Never mind the girl from Ipanema (or the gorleta de Itauna as the restaurant around this way is so aptly titled) it soon became very obvious that I was indeed the only non Brazilian in town. Saquarema is a small beach town just north of Rio, but still within the Rio de Janeiro state. During peak season (Dec-Mar) the town is buzzing with Brazilians taking there summer holidays here, as well as city dwellers taking a weekend break. Just 2 hours by bus from ...
... cheese at breakfast. We became good friends with Anna, who visited us daily, played soccer with Patrick, and tried to teach us how to play her didgeridoo. Her physio was progressing well, more as a result of her own diligence than the actual treatment, but the doctor had still failed to produce a report for her. We also became friends with the capirinha, a Brazilian cocktail made artfully by Marina in the pizzeria. As the new year approached ...
... all had our own little plasma screen... It was a great journey! I felt my bag when we got to BA and it wasnŽt as packed as before... I then realised that IŽd not collected my laundry from the hostel in Argentina, meaning most of my clothes were still there! I emailed Steve and he agreed to bring them with him to Rio... thank god! We arrived into BA, checked into a dodgy hostel and then headed out to see EvitaŽs grave, do some shopping ...
... at a stall where a woman mixed us the strongest cocktails I hope I'll ever taste. I had vodka and passion fruit juice and Jim had a caipirinha - we all only needed the one before we started looking for a place to dance. We found a Samba bar and spent the next couple of hours trying to dance like the locals - this was no where near long enough to perfect their amazing bum jiggling, but we did our best. We didn't get to bed until 4am. Our last morning in ...