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Published: March 14th 2011
We arrived in Paraty at tea-time ish and made our way to the hostel. Paraty is a little cobble-stoned town, with a harbour and about 150 different beaches nearby. It has only 2 main roads and everything is quaint and dainty. I hope the pictures capture it! After putting our bags down we went to a kilo place for tea, had some wine (or beer in Mozzer´s case) then went back to the hostel for a good sleep.
Breakfast is included here- the usual really, ham and cheese, rolls and coffee. It´s a small, family run hostel where everyone who is staying (maximum 20 people) all get up and have breakfast together. There´s a little living room to watch TV and relax in etc. Makes a nice change from hectic party town Rio! All in all it´s just got that nice homely feel to it which we need from time to time.
The woman that owns it only speaks Portuguese so my limited Portuguese is being pushed to the limit. If all else fails I whack out some Spanish and hope that it works! I´d say the success rate of this about 30%. My other tactic is speaking Spanish
Which we try every day to resist!
with Portuguese accent, which works more often. We woke up with the sun beaming down so we made most of the opportunity and rode a very scary bus ride for an hour to Trindade beach. After staying for a few hours we headed back and decided to cook in the hostel kitchen- we treated ourselves and bought some steak, made some pasta and salad... throw in some wine and you got a winner! It worked out much cheaper than eating out- only 5 pounds each. Brazil is expensive! After half a bottle we were in the mood for more so we decided to head out and see what the bright lights of Paraty had to offer.
Turns out a whole lot because when we decided to take a boat trip early the next day, I spent the second half battling hangover/ seasick nausea and lying down on the roof whilst burning my face to a crisp. The boat trip was lovely- the group did some snorkelling (I say the group because I wore a life jacket and floated about a bit pretending to be interested in the fish flocking round my ankles). Laura loved the sea so she was
right in there- then spent the rest of the day convincing me we were not going to be hit by the tsunami (my other phobia alongside rats)- honestly, she deserves a medal travelling with me! That news scared me though but we were fine and thankfully not affected by the one in Japan at all.
Brazil is beautiful- all green and lush forests. We´ve felt really safe in Paraty, which is nice and we´ve managed to take some pics and relax. We´ve gelled with people from our hostel- Lydia (another Northerner- yey!), Howa from London, Brendan a gregarious character from Colorado who´s coming to Sao Paulo with us, Tim from Australia and an Italian couple- Francesca and Andrea who look after us and cooked us and amazing sausage risotto and meatballs- homemade Italian cooking at its best. Anyone who cooks for me and Laura will immediately get our approval!
On our last day I decided to have some infamous ´J´time and wander round taking some pictures and having a little coffee with my book. Laura went to a local waterfall called´Penha´which was a 2 hour walk back. She slid down the waterfall and took part in some other
outdoorsy/ water based activities which just isn´t suited to a city girl like me! She also went to a distillery and sampled some local cachaça. That night we had a lovely night in the hostel- we ate the food Andrea cooked for us, put some music on, drank a little and had a dance about- a great end to Paraty and everyone was a bit sad to leave!
Tomorrow morning we´re heading to São Paulo, getting an 8 hour bus at 8.30am tomorrow. Back to city life and escape the sun for a bit...
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