Praia De Pipa
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In the bus station in Salvador, I was walking around looking for the first bus that was going to leave so I could jump on it. When all of a sudden, this lovely girl approached me and told me that she was going to Pipa if I would like to join her. I first made sure it was in fact me she was talking to. I then double checked that she was not blind or did not confuse me with someone else...and then I straight away booked my ticket.
She was an Israeli girl called Lihi. She later told me that the reason she approached me is that I had the look of either a lost puppy or a baby deer caught in the headlights. Here was me thinking that she invited me for my rugged good looks and generally Brad Pitt-esque characteristics.
The bus journey was unbelieveably long and was not helped by the fact that I spent the entire night getting violently sick in the unfortunately broken toilet. Fortunately for me, nobody seemed to notice. Or should that be nobody seemed to care. Either way, if he is reading this, I apologise to the person who had to clean that toilet.
Eventually the bus came to a stop and Lihi told me this was our stop. To get the next bus he directed us to take the left and by the church you will get the bus. As I am a gentleman, no really I am, I offered to carry both our bags. After all, the driver said it wasnt far. I think the driver may have been the person to have to clean the toilet. He did not like me. Out in the searing heat with both our bags on my back I wondered to myself, how could such a small girl have such a big bag?? Oh and also, where was that church?? We walked for ages until she offered a break.
The walk seemed to keep on going. We had to cross a river, run through a private farm, fight off snakes (Lihi came in handy there, Im like Inidana Jones on that one) and attempt to hitch hike until the bus appeared. Hmmm. We went the wrong way but hey, a result is a result.
Pipa is amazing. So beautiful. Beaches everywhere. At our pousada we met a Japanese guy, Arata, and a Portuguese lad, Rodrigo who negotiated with the owner to get us cheap rates on a 4 person room. They themselves had just met in Natal and decided to come here together.
Before long we had amassed some of the best people ever in our little pousada.
Pipa quickly became one of my all time favourite places in the world. The town is beautiful. The many beaches are amazing. The weather was great. I think it was truly the people I was there with that made it so great. I feel so lucky to have met them all.
We shared everything. We shared some crazy nights out. We shared our food and our drinks. We shared good times together and the bad times. We saw each other at our best. We saw each other at our worst.