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The Costa Verde |
With the Olympics fast
approaching and a new life waiting for us in Vietnam we decided a relaxing week
exploring the coastline to Rio was needed before the reality of a job
began. Having no pre-conceived notions
of what we would find in Brazil everything we had seen of the country had been
a beautiful surprise and the incredible Costa
Verde (green coast) of southern Brazil blew us away. For the entire journey thick rainforest
covered the peculiar pinnacles of the Serra do Mar Mountains as they dramatically
plunged into the blue water of the Atlantic.
The road hugged the coastline showing us the golden sandy beaches and
small fishing villages that occasionally emerged through the foliage offering
us spectacular views for the duration. Having
learnt our lesson from the past few weeks we managed to co-ordinate our beach visits
with the weather and made the most of the overcast days with some strenuous hiking
through the rainforest. After thirteen
months on the road it was strange to suddenly see our final destination appear
on the local map. Thoughts of work were kept at bay as we began to see more
adverts for the Olympics.
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Ihlabela |
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Bonete Beach |
After a last minute change of
plan we headed towards
Ihlabela
(beautiful Island) from Sao Paolo which soars out of the sea across a narrow
straight from the mainland. The extinct volcano
towers over the surrounding area rising to 1370m and with 85% of the island
protected by UNESCO it offered an exotic backdrop to the beaches that lined the
island. Thankfully we arrived in off
season (the island is the getaway for the rich of Sao Paolo) so the beaches were
often deserted and the twisty road that connects the island was quiet. After a few days enjoying the sun and sand as
well as the freezing cold water the clouds rolled in and so we decided to walk
to
Bonete beach, named by The Guardian as one of the ten best beaches in
Brazil. Whilst Hannah rested her ankle I
embarked on what turned out to be a hilly 28km march led by Sarah and Brendon
(who competes in Iron Man competitions) along rocky trails and through thick
rainforest in 85% humidity. As the three
hour mark approached and I consumed my 9
th granola biscuit desperately
searching for fuel reserves we finally rounded the corner to find the beach nestled
in a small cove. It was undoubtedly beautiful
but with little confidence that a boat would arrive in the large swell we
quickly ate lunch and in a twenty minute turnaround headed back to civilisation to
catch the bus before dark. For our final
night on Ihlabela we decided a few bottles of rum were needed to enjoy the
free music on offer on Playa Grande. I
can remember little more of the evening than a fish BBQ and the concerned faces
of the locals as four Brits careered around dancing to some classic 90’s Indie covers. Eventually common sense prevailed (as well as
a problem standing upright) and we staggered off to get the bus home feeling
content that we had at least done ourselves proud.
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Paraty |
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Paraty |
Feeling sorry for ourselves the following
morning we left the hostel at 7am (who decided that a second bottle of rum was
a good idea is a hotly disputed question) and we set off on the fifteen minute ferry
ride back to Sao Sebastiao. Taking the
bus north we headed to the small town of Paraty in Rio State where the centre has remained fundamentally unchanged since 1650. The town centre was without doubt one of the
most beautiful we have been with colonial white buildings adorned by bright
borders and original cobbled roads running along the coast of an island studded
bay. Recognised as a National Historic Site the former Portuguese colony was an important post for trading
Brazilian gold and the money seems to have lingered with the expensive
restaurants and boutique hotels. We
spent a great few days relaxing on the beach and lounging in ‘weigh restaurants’
whilst staying in a quaint hostel run by the friendliest (and most productive Latin American) owner. It was a perfect end to our travelling as we
bought our final inter-city bus tickets to complete a journey to Rio de Janeiro
and the 2016 Olympics!
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