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Trip Start
Feb 14, 2011
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Trip End
May 05, 2011
Where I stayed
Big day.
I´m leaving Rio and need to take a bus to Paraty.
I´m quite nervous as it required me taking a bus to the centre to a station I do not know and get a ticket somehow to Paraty.
The aid from the hostel gave me directions though so I guess it should be ok.
Followed the direction and got to the station; it´s massive. Good thing I talked to an Argentinian who guided me to the office of the company I need. They directed me to the platform. All in all a succesful enterprise - fear seldomly turns out to be required.
Got on the bus, which was ABSOLUTELY FABULOUS. I cant believe the difference between the local busses - which are just falling apart and at the same time racing like their lives depend on it - and the long-haul busses, which are state of the art, air-conditioned, television-equiped, road-devouring machines. The journey took longer than they told me it would though which raised the stress level again. Finally saw some signs indicating we were getting closer to Paraty though and finally got dropped at a quaint little falling-apart town in the middle of nowhere. I started wandering if Paul gave me good advise. A little walk showed my he did not though, because I arrived in the most beautiful colonial town I´ve ever seen. Check the pictures they should be uploaded soon. Add to that a nice marina and we´re off for a good start. The beach doesnt look in a good state at all though so I´m not sure where I´m supposed to go swimming.
Checked in to the Misty Chill hostel, took a cocktail from the bartender and sat down in between 3 english girls and a dutch couple. The night was of for a good start. Met Mat from Australia as well. After playing some cards, a game of chess (which I lost :-( ) we ended up going to the Samba gig in the center of town. It was quite fun.
End of a good first night in Paraty, definitely.
I´m leaving Rio and need to take a bus to Paraty.
I´m quite nervous as it required me taking a bus to the centre to a station I do not know and get a ticket somehow to Paraty.
The aid from the hostel gave me directions though so I guess it should be ok.
Followed the direction and got to the station; it´s massive. Good thing I talked to an Argentinian who guided me to the office of the company I need. They directed me to the platform. All in all a succesful enterprise - fear seldomly turns out to be required.
Got on the bus, which was ABSOLUTELY FABULOUS. I cant believe the difference between the local busses - which are just falling apart and at the same time racing like their lives depend on it - and the long-haul busses, which are state of the art, air-conditioned, television-equiped, road-devouring machines. The journey took longer than they told me it would though which raised the stress level again. Finally saw some signs indicating we were getting closer to Paraty though and finally got dropped at a quaint little falling-apart town in the middle of nowhere. I started wandering if Paul gave me good advise. A little walk showed my he did not though, because I arrived in the most beautiful colonial town I´ve ever seen. Check the pictures they should be uploaded soon. Add to that a nice marina and we´re off for a good start. The beach doesnt look in a good state at all though so I´m not sure where I´m supposed to go swimming.
Checked in to the Misty Chill hostel, took a cocktail from the bartender and sat down in between 3 english girls and a dutch couple. The night was of for a good start. Met Mat from Australia as well. After playing some cards, a game of chess (which I lost :-( ) we ended up going to the Samba gig in the center of town. It was quite fun.
End of a good first night in Paraty, definitely.

Comments
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Really nice to read all these fine things about Paraty,it's almost like paradise,so it seems,hopefully we can share some nice pictures of this place,as you promissed!!!
Try to avoid big cities or visit the ones who are your own taste....we did also during our stay in Thailand and did really nor regret doing it. Local country side people are much more enjoyable and less stressy