Some R&R at last

Trip Start Nov 23, 2009
Trip End Jun 29, 2010

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Pousada Alto Mar

Flag of Brazil  , Bahia,
Thursday, February 18, 2010

From Rio we caught an 18 hour bus ride noth east towards Salvador, to a little place called Arraial Da Ajuda.  It´s a fairly smallish sized town right on the coast and to be honest there isn´t an awful lot going on there.... which was perfect, as that was exactly what Kris and I had in mind following our antics in Rio.

We stayed in Ajuda for about 4 days, and pretty much just went to the beach or chilled out at the hostel enjoying the shade (having sun burnt ourselves a little!).  

Key highlights for me from here are as follows:-
* The exceptionally warm sea - I was literally gobsmacked by this; going for a dip was not quite as refreshing as it should have been, but nonetheless still lovely.  I think Kris would have enjoyed the sea and beach more if there was a little less seaweed around!   

* Fresh Fruit Cocktails - down one side of the main square in Ajuda, was a cute little line of cocktail stands all making tasty, fresh to order drinks.  My favourite was Coco Loco - a very sweet, condensed milk based rum and coconut drink.... it was divine!

* Getting stranded on a remote beach - One afternoon Kris and I, and a few girls from our dorm room decided to go for a walk along the beach to a nearby village called Trancoso.  The hostel owner assured us that it was a maximum two hour walk down the coast; so we set off late afternoon with the intention of catching a bus back in the evening.  3 hours later, after passing some incredibly beautiful stretches of beach, an odd ´´compound´´ hotel and one or two beach shacks, we were still no where near reaching Trancoso, the tide was coming in and it was rapidly getting dark!  Rather belatedly we decided to turn around, then soon began to realise that there was absolutely no chance of us getting back before it got dark, or crossing the two rivers that were ankle deep on the way out, but now waist deep due to high tide (doh!).
We decided to play the ´´girl in need´´ card and approach the one hotel we found along the beach.  We pleadingly asked if they would let us in to the hotel so that we could call a taxi to pick us up; but the hotel guards refused, telling us we´d have to walk back!!  Evidently, much work needs to be done on mine and Kris´s ´girl in need´ performance :) 
By now, getting home was starting to take on the makings of a real adventure....
A little further up the beach, after one river crossing (there was still some day light!) we came across an interesting looking reggae bar (basically a beach shack) and were greated half way down the beach by the rasterfarian bar tender.  Perhaps our knight in shining armour??
We queried with him our options of getting home, and basically reconfirmed that there was no way we can walk it!  The only other option was to get a taxi, which he kindly called for us using his personal mobile; following a short exchange we were informed the taxi was on its way.  Que una sorpresa... he suggested we have a drink in his bar whilst we wait :)    After 40 minutes or so of waiting, we were beginning to worry - it was now very dark and the potential seriousness of our predicament was sinking in; made worse, typically by me when I recounted to the group a movie I had seen which involved lost backpackers in Brazil being drugged and having their organs removed....yeay me, we were now well and truly freaked!  The rasterfarian reassured us that a taxi was en-route but he must have sensed our discomfort or something as he started to hand out random musical object such as a chime (with rusty scissors to ding it!) a sort of drum and rattles etc  It was turning in to a very random picture.... 5 girls stranded on a dark, empty beach; sat at a reggae bar trying to play musical instruments - it was hilarious, especially as Kris had this crazed look about her as she held the chime and the rusty pair of scissors... ha ha. In keeping with our predicament, we named our little music band ``How to Lose a Kidney´´.  Shortly after this, and to our worried amusement, the rasterfarian offered us drugs: hmmm...Tempting but NO :)
Thankfully a taxi man did finally arrived at the bar, and escorted us back down the dark beach to his car (which was scary in itself). One very bumpy, squished journey later, we were safely back in Ajuda with all our body organs intact - Phew!!!

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rcr1 on

Oh Joy, I thought it was only me that was ament to get into thoughs kinds of pradikaments lol, Never mind hey at least you are all able to haver a laugh about it and look back at the fun. I hope you are having loads of fun and behaving your self out there, Say high to Krisy and lots of love to you from me and Rach.

Love Ant

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