Praia da Pipa Travel Blog› entry 63 of 73 › view all entries
pipa was exactly what i expected, which was not what i was looking for. post-carnaval, recife and olinda basically dump all of their tourists on pipa and porto de galinhas. i wanted a quite town with less foreigners, so i was itching to keep moving. richard set up to live in argentina for awhile with juan, so with this new phase of his life ahead of him he's itching to get out of brazil but feels compelled to see a few places he's been planning on hitting before he leaves. we arranged to head up to canoa quebrada with the spanish couple from the hostel. conveniently, as i was packing out, james from olinda showed up with my camera. i hadn't even gotten around to contacting him yet, just a really lucky coincidence.
the spaniards didn't make it. we waited for them at check out, but they were nowhere to be found. we crossed paths with them at a supermarket as we stocked up on snacks and water. we watied for them there. and waited. we weren't going to miss the bus for them, and well, they didn't make it in the end.
it was nice taking buses during the day. i usually travel by night, but i like seeing the scenery go by. there's just something about land travel that i really enjoy. planes are fun too, but you don't get to see what you're crossing, just clouds and water.
rcihard and i got to aracati at around 9 something, the town outside of pipa, to be told the buses don't run after 8:15. lame. we got into an unmarked cab the bus driver pointed out to us (suspect) and were dropped off at a pousada that rented out apartments with no kitchens. the second place we found would be a room with two beds, a private bathroom, and access to a full kitchen and washing machine. for R$15 a piece.
we're getting good at this.