11.02.2008 - 29.02.2008 35 °C
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As you saw from the photos in the last post we did decide to go hang gliding and we picked the perfect morning to do it, it was beautiful. The launching pad was on a 550 meter mountain top overlooking one of the many beautiful beaches in Rio. It was an incredible view and a great experience, my only wish was that it was longer, unfortunately the flight only lasted around 10-15 minutes. Afterwards we spent another hour or so at the beach before starting the long drive north to Salvador. None of us were in any hurry to leave Rio though. What a beautiful city and a fantastic couple of days, my favorite city of the trip so far.
Next stop Porto Seguro, a small beach resort 1000km north of Rio, where we spent a couple of days relaxing at our hotel by the beach, before making the rest of the 500km drive to Salvador. The high season had just ended so we took advantage of the quiet beaches and cheap hotels.
Beach across form our hotel in Porto Seguro
Jamie hard at work.
When we arrived in Salvador we made the mistake of staying in the Pelourinho, a heavily touristed area in the historical center overlooking the harbor. From the best city of the trip to the worst, what a dump. The Pelourinho area itself isn’t too bad, but good luck walking down the street without being accosted by 400 people trying to sell you something or asking for money, it was ridiculous.
The tourists in Salvador are like a protected species and with machine gun wielding police on every corner it didn’t feel unsafe but it was hardly the most relaxing city we had been to. And if it weren't for the machine guns, Im pretty sure we would have walked away with our backpacks a lot lighter. It’s was an intense couple of days; people would actually come into the restaurant where we were having dinner and eat the scraps off our plates.
One of the statues at a creepy church we visited in salvador.. We have no idea what the dog is chewing on.
The jesus room, complete with 25 very creepy statues.
Square in the Pelourinho, Salvador
Me and my girl
View over Salvador harbor
There were all sorts of scams going on too; one of the funniest was a Brazilian guy pretending to be a German tourist who had been robbed. He had even gone to the trouble of getting a police report from the tourist police so he could look more legit. I had read about the scam in our guide book and after we accused him of it, he reluctantly gave up the charade and started speaking perfect Portuguese.
He got pretty excited when we told him he was famous and someone had written about him in our guide book (at least we think it was him). A real character and a great actor, we gave him a couple of bucks just for the entertainment.
That night we had some fun with a couple of the local girls, dancing at a traditional music festival in the town square. A strange but entertaining evening that ended prematurely when someone yelled “help robbery”, after which most of the crowd disappeared into the night like a fart in the wind.
We spent the next day at a deserted beach in the middle of nowhere about 60km north of Salvador, where it was nice to have a beach to ourselves for a change. We decided though, that we had done enough beach hopping and it was time for a change of scenery. It was time to head west, then make the long drive south to the pantanel and Iguaçu falls. The Amazon would have to wait till another time.
Path to a deserted beach near salvador
Diogo Beach 60km north of Salvador
We drove to Lencois, a quiet, picturesque little town in the middle of nowhere with plenty of hiking trails, caves, water falls, natural water slides and by far the best buffet breakfast of the trip. A nice change of pace and a great little town with a good vibe. We spent a few days hiking around the many waterfalls and snorkeling in the fresh water caves.
Cave near Lencois
One of the many beautiful waterfalls in Lencois
The biggest toad I have ever seen.. A cave near Lencois
We drove south west again, to the capital Brazilia, to see where the all the corrupt Brazilian politicians were spending the peoples money. Well they certainly weren’t spending it in Brazilia, unless it was on graffiti. After a couple of hours driving around seeing the sites we decided it wasn’t worth staying and found a hotel for the night just outside the city. It was cool to see the Government building but it didn’t warrant spending more than a couple of hours there.
Foreign affairs building Brasilia
Next stop Campo Grande and Bonnito. We spent a couple of days in Campo trying to organize a tour into the Pantanal without much luck. After some investigation we found out that they were all heavily overpriced farm stays with little or no animal interaction and that “camping” meant sleeping in a hammock. We decided to try our luck in Bonitto.
The night before we left Alex got picked up by the local BBQ buffet waitress and ditched us, so Jamie and I went to the local pool hall for a few beers and celebrate my birthday. We had the place to ourselves at the start of the night but it slowly started to fill up and began looking more and more like a brothel. One of the ladies of the night befriended us and kept us busy while she drugged our drinks.
Luckily another local saw what she was doing and warned us. With a cigarette still burning in the ashtray and our tainted beers half finished, we made a quick and not so subtle exit and ran back to our hotel. Alex didn’t have much of a night either and when he did finally make it home he was almost in tears. He had had a scary night with the locals too. Something involving a karaoke/biker/trucker/ex-con bar in the middle of nowhere, he wasn’t to clear on the details but he was pretty happy to be back in the safety of the hotel.
Over 5000km in less than 2 weeks, the most demanding driving we have done so far.. I don't think any of us realized just how huge Brazil is...