We have now left the Ilha Grande, where on our last day I felt like a cross between Steve Zissou and Terry Nutkins
Our last night was good – a couple of drinks and a nice dinner then bed at midnight. 2 minutes after having turned the lights out, however, the whole island had a power cut. No power = no fan. The solution? Blackout beers. This seemed very sensible until 7:15 the following morning when we had to leave.
Anyway, after a fairly treacherous few hours of hot hot hot travel (our bus thermometer said the outside temperature was 44 degrees at one point) we finally got to Paraty, a well preserved colonial town.
We thought, though interesting, there wouldn’t be much to do here, and in the day tine once you have seen all the sites that is true. We went for a nice dinner in an Argentine style Grill (I had fillet steak and Nikki had vegetable kebabs, thanks for asking) and thought we wouldn turn in early. At night, however, the town comes alive
The entertainment centres on one of the town squares, but across the river they had a stand where there were pre carnival rehersals
We are looking forward to another similar night tonight, then tomorrow morning we start an epic journey – 6 Hours to Sao Paulo then change buses for another 12 hours to Florianopolis. Wish us luck…
Before I go, a quick “New Stuff I Like” update
7) Hellonicas. Hmmmm, planty…….
8) Street cake vendors (pay attention Whitefoot). We NEED this in Britain. Write to your MP.
