Samba mad Brazilia..

Trip Start Sep 14, 2009
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Trip End Sep 14, 2010


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Jeri At Home Guesthouse

Flag of Brazil  , Ceará,
Tuesday, July 6, 2010



Our first stop in Brazil was Rio de
Janeiro, a HUGE city spread over lush green hills leading down to the
ocean.




Its an incredible place to see, the
massive jungle clad mountains poke out here and there with Favelas
clinging onto the sides whilst the bustling streets below enjoy
running alongside the massive beaches. We had an apartment there for
about 6 days in the area Ipanema. Its a bit of a wealthy area but
still not like you would think, there is no real bling in Rio, we
didn't see people flashing their cash as its reputation for being one
of the most dangerous cities on earth lives up to its rep. However we
were lucky enough not to encounter any trouble despite our apartment
sitting at the base of a favela, mind you there are tons of Favelas
in Rio so its no wonder.




The beach was a mere 5 minutes from our
place , we were between Copacabana and Ipanema beaches and both were
gorgeous when the sun shone, however this only happened for 2 days
whilst we were there.. typical!




Brazil and Rio in particular is really
expensive, well for us anyway.. so we didn't party the night away or
dine in fine restaurants but we did have a great time chilling in
this tropical city. We took a day out to go up Sugar loaf mountain
via cable car, this gave us some great views of the whole area as you
will see in the photos, we did want to go up Jesus hill as we call it
as I can never remember the name, but you know the iconic Jesus who
looks over Rio, well guess what, totally covered in Scaffolding.. why
is it every historic place we go seems to have scaffolding on it so
we opted out of going up there, which turns out was a good idea as
the weather was so crap it was covered in clouds half the time!




After Rio we took a flight to the north
and landed in Fortaleza where we then took a 7 hour bus to a little
place known as Jeri, or its official name Jericoacoara. The bus was
great fun, for the last hour we had to travel by 4WD bus as Jeri has
no roads. Its nestled in amongst sand dunes and what roads there are
are just sand.. hence the big 4WD bus!

Anyway we arrived there and were
welcomed by our hostel owner Ingrid.. she is lovely and had two
gorgeous dogs Pitou and Larrika. We were only going to stay there for
about 2 weeks but this place was so relaxing that we ended up there
for 3!




Its a beach town, and its tiny, only 5
streets and it has a real Brazil vibe about it. Its famous for Kite
and Wind surfing and in our hostel, well its more of a home stay, we
met Dan from Brighton and also Marco from Finland. We hit if off with
Dan straight away and spent the next 3 weeks experimenting at
cocktail making and eating lots of Rice 'n' Peas!




However Marco, well... lets just say he
is the oddest, and most boring person we have met so far.. we arrived
to be introduced to his puss filled feet which is always nice!! He
then would explain that pretty much everything that is good in Jeri
is better in Finland, how he can compare I don't know as Finland is
freezing and doesn't have tropical beaches and Jeri does.. but all
the same this was his way. He and Ingrid hate each other and it was a
bit like entertainment for us seeing them both but Marco really was a
nightmare.




We would ask him to come out with us
but his feet hurt, or he had a fever ( he even thought he had yellow
fever at one point!) so we stopped asking and to be honest its such a
small place Jeri it wouldn't be hard to find anyone if you did decide
to join them. He would also spend all his time in his room watching
movies, typing on his forum in Finland etc.. he is a kite surfer and
he didn't go out on his board for almost 2 weeks just sat around
inter-netting..




As the world cup was on when we were
there we would go out to watch the games in the town and all the
locals would be out in force, cheering, dancing, it was amazing
atmosphere..and Marco missed it all, he did come down once after the
games had finished and said to us why didn't you invite me and then
he stormed off...seriously he is a very strange man.. I hope that not
all Finnish people are like that!




Enough of him, as I said, we hit it off
with Dan and proceeded to party our nights away with him and some
other people he had introduced us to including someone we were told
called Mike and only when he came to leaving did we find out his name
was Martin. Dan is terrible with names...




Now Jeri at night comes alive, but here
is how it works. You go to watch the sunset from the sand dune at
about 5.30pm, after this you watch the local kids and some blokes
doing Capeira on the beach, this is then followed by a quick beer and
then home for dinner. You then go to bed until about 10 or 11pm and
then, as we did, made our own Caipirinha's which are made up of this
nasty cheap cachaca with ridiculous amounts of sugar and lime and
ice.. it took us a while to perfect our recipe by which time we were
hammered.. so then you go out.. and down at the beach loads of little
carts supply you with even more Caipirinha's, Kiwioskas, etc etc all
cheap as chips.. so you hang out here for a couple of hours and then
head to either Forro (Folk music) on Wednesdays, Mama Africa on
Thursdays, or Samba on Saturdays.. all of which are great fun. But
our first time at Forro we were way too drunk to even attempt to
dance and somehow we managed to stumble back to our room for
sunrise..



This is how they party in Brazil, well
in Jeri anyway, it baking hot all day and night and the atmosphere is
brilliant. It wasn't too busy when we were there so it was more
locals than gringos and this made it so much fun.




We timed it just right, one weekend
there was a free music festival set up on the main beach and people
from all over came to see it, a free 2 day event with one of the
biggest singers in Brazil performing a exhausting 5 hour set.. it was
incredible. We loved it there and have lots of stories but far too
many for this blog. So will tell you all when we return.




Oh before I forget there is one story,
one night all 3 of us were sat around chatting with Ingrid when I
spied something black out the corner of my eye.. turns out it was a
bloody tarantula crawling towards Adams feet... Ingrid got rid of it,
well she killed it much to my horror, she is a Buddhist too!!! but
once she got rid of that one another one appeared on the wall and
HUGE one.. luckily it escaped well until the next day when Ingrid got
rid of that one too.. poor thing.. mind you if it was crawling on me
I'm sure I would be saying something very different right now!




Our time in Jeri came to an end and we
were so sad to leave, but we had a flight to catch from Fortaleza to
Porto Velho and then down to Bolivia by bus. The flight was eventful,
it had 2 stops on the way but because Brazil were playing Portugal in
the footie they delayed our flight at one stop so we could all get
off and watch the football, honestly no lie, that's why the delayed
it.. hilarious..




Anyway we got to the Bolivian border,
it took about 36 hours or so of flying and buses.. joy but Bolivia is
a whole other story.






Our time in Jeri came to an end and we
were so sad to leave, but we had a flight to catch from Fortaleza to
Porto Velho and then down to Bolivia by bus. The flight was eventful,
it had 2 stops on the way but because Brazil were playing Portugal in
the footie they delayed our flight at one stop so we could all get
off and watch the football, honestly no lie, that's why the delayed
it.. hilarious..




Anyway we got to the Bolivian border,
it took about 36 hours or so of flying and buses.. joy but Bolivia is
a whole other story.


See all our photos of Brazil here - http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/adam.reevesRTW/Brazil#




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