A touristy town for the Scandinavian Brazilians
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After spending a nice night sleeping on the ground in our tent we were off to Morretes on foot. We had the choice of taking yesterday`s train or doing a 15 kilometer walk, so when you choose to walk, you know the tourist activity the day before was a bit over the top. So after D dismissed the idea of a cold shower on a cold morning (Em toughed it out the night before), we were off onto a nice trail that left from behind the train station through the forest. We walked through a path and then an incredibly rough unpaved road, passing by many weekend or day tourists, enjoying the scenery and saying "Bom Dia" to everybody that crossed our way. We were doing well until about kilometer 8 when the forest ended and the sun hit us straight down, but luckily a couple of nice ladies (quite cool and funny) offered to give us a ride to Morretes. They dropped us off, gave us a number in case we needed help, and man, was that better than walking the last 7 kilometers.
We dropped off our bags, bought a bus ticket back to Curitiba for 5pm, and we were off to get some grub. There is a famous dish for this area called barreado, which is a meat, flour, rice, banana, juicy delight. We ordered two of those and were down and out for the count (meeeattt!). After slowly wadling out of the restaurant, we found a nice place to chill by the small river of the town and people watch the countless daytrippers from Curitiba walking around. Although Morretes is a nice colonial town, is little more than a place to day trip from Curitiba. It is more of a place to have a ridiculous lunch, and drive the hour and a half back to Curitiba.
Arriving to Curitiba was nice especially because our hotel was right next to the station. Danilo wanted to watch the Brazil-Chile game for the quartefinals of the American cup, so after a bit of rest and a much needed shower, we were off to watch the game at a bar. Needless to say that is a little awkward when you are in the opponent`s country. So we found a nice bar and the game was turned on at its due time. Right away something was off, in other words Chile was playing like s***, and since the Brazilians are no rookies in this game called soccer, they scored early and often. By the 35th minute the score was 3-0 Brazil, the Brazilians in the bar were relaxed and joking around, and after barely two beers Em had a foot out of the door while D repeatedly and somewhat insanely said the word loosers, "loosers! looser coach, looser attitude, loosers players! bunch of loosers! loooooosers... etc." So that was a bit of fiasco, but provided some entertainment for the crazies of the town and ourselves. We arrived to our hotel for a nice night of sleep. Later we found out Chile had lost 6-1. Ouch, glad we left early.
The next day we had only a couple of things to do but was rather impossible to get them done because the town was pretty much completely closed during Sundays, including the mall. So after looking for internet and a gas tank for a good 2 hours, we gave up, and decided to go to the botanical garden, which was also surprisingly difficult. Well, we eventually got there and it was quite nice, but the jewel was a sculpture exposition by Franz Krajcberg about the destruction of the amazons located towards the back of the botanical garden in a really nice space. He had burned trees in amazing, beautiful, and awful shapes. Quite striking. Thus we left fulfilled, on to do some interneting and catch up with this very blog. After missing the bus because of a large, slow moving family, we finally arrived to the rodoviaria to take our bus to Iguazu and soon thereafter bid farewell to Brazil.