An old cobbled street in the historic centre of Parati.
Melissa woke up feeling decidely iffy this morning, only 2 1/2 caipirinhas, but they had a kick! Decided to just wander around the town then come home for a siesta (an extremely civilized innovation). The old centre is lovely, all cobbled streets, and pedestrianised too. All the buildings are old whitewashed, high-ceiling´ed affairs, and many are decorated beautifully inside. The port area is full of boats ready to take tourists beach-hopping, diving etc. - the pilots sit on a deck chair in the boat touting for trade as you walk past, what a life! There are plenty of churchs, but most are quite simple (refreshingly). We heard lovely piano music coming from one as we walked past, just before the bells chimed the hour.
The port of Parati, with cannons primed for protection against invadin hordes1!
The town sits right on the coast at the foot of mountains, so in daylight the view is spectacular. Filled in the afternoon sleeping and reading by the pool, then went out with the group for a meal at Thai Brasil in the old town (it is Canadian Dave´s birthday today). They did us a cake and we all sat around with party hats on, so a bit tragic really! The food was very expensive, much more so than in Australia (eg: pad thai cost almost A$25!!) and was nowhere as good a quality as we´re used to at home, but guess it´s more unusual here. As we´ve only just recovered from the other night´s antics, we decided to by-pass the after dinner drinks and go home to bed - our heads will thank us in the morning.