People walking on a sand bank in the middle of the ocean
Arriving to Porto Seguro
was a pain. As we got down the bus vultures disguised as people started asking us what we wanted to do and where we wanted to go. We tried to scurry away to the information office where instead we found a shady looking character who started saying how we should stay at Porto Seguro and stay at this one particular place where he would make us a price. We asked him for a map and he tried to sell it to us. Since we wanted nothing to do with him we asked him how to get to town and said that we could only do it by cab. We were then dropped off by the cab at the wrong place, and shortly thereafter we realized that there were buses from the bus station to town.
What a bastard. But good things come to good people (and damn it! we are good!) so we found a great place to have lunch called Point Açai, probably the only natural food place in all Latin America. Completely and absolutely delicious. The rest of the day we explored this little touristy town. It is a nice, mellow place, right next to the ocean and protected from the waves by a reef about 500 feet out so the water is nice and calm. The next morning we went with a tour to a reef, which was really not our style. For instance, we were filmed the moment we stepped on the boat by the "crew members" (which were really salesmen vaguely disguised as the crew) and later we were offered to buy the film. Luckily they realized that it is not how we roll (and probably caught on to the fact that our cheap asses were not buying anything) so it after a while the stopped filming us.
Casa das Rendas!
At the end of the tourist trap and a 45 minute rocky boat ride was a really strange sand bank in the middle of the ocean, a lá Pirates of the Caribbean 3 (you know when they meet the 3 pirates with the 3 other dudes on the sand bank... ah, nevermind!). We were taken there on a raft and then started walking around this sand bank with water all around us. Quite cool. However, the weather was also cool, so when went snorkeling it was painfully cold. Nonetheless we saw some cool fishes, although the water wasn´t Caribbean clear (yes, we are lucky, and kind of spoiled, we know). After walking some more on water (Jesus!) we were back on the boat ready to reject some more beer cans from the salesmen at the times between 8am and 10 am. After we arrived to the port we grabbed our bags, had another delicious lunch at the same place where we had lunch the day before and we were off to Arrial de Ajuda, a town a ferry and a bus ride away [we tried to make a separate entry, but it was impossible, sorry for the long entry].
The houses at the shore
Arriving to the town we passed enough posadas to remind you of the United States, which was strange too because many of them looked quite the same (a pool, quite posh, and some lawn). So we settled for a place we had in our guide, however the owner was out. We asked a man coming into the place when he would be back, said the man "he could be back in 15 minutes or he could be back hours from now..." This statement indicates how laid back this place was. We laughed and went to the place next door, which was awesome. A walk later, we realized that although the town was touristy, it was really nice and that Chile was better than Ecudador at soccer (3 - 2! Take that Ecuatorian powerhouse!). So after some beers, screaming, cursing, and cheering by Danilo we were back at the hotel.
A ferry heading the other way...
The next day we decided to go for a long walk on the beach, which was beautiful. A few kilometers walking there were some warm water pools, where we cooled off from the beating sun. We had a really nice lunch next to the beach and on our way back we saw the biggest, longest rainbow across the horizon. Nothing can beat a super light drizzle, while the sun shines and watching a rainbow become whole. To end our day we cooked some cuban rice, had a couple of brews, and life is good. On the last day in this area we walked around a bit, looked around the town one last time, and then we were back to Porto Seguro. We really looked forward to having lunch at our favorite lunch place, but it was utterly ruined by a begging teenager that did everything to exasperate us and ruin our lunch. In retrospect, we may have not been right in denying to give him money, but it was really bastardly to ruin our lunch for not giving him money. Oh well. So with a bit of a sour taste in our mouths we went to the bus station to grab our 19 hour bus ride to Rio de Janeiro to meet Danilo´s parents. Luckily we were very relaxed from three days of chilling on the beach.