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Free Range Tourism (PART 2) | São Paulo, Brazil ~ Day 15

*PART 1 OF A 2 PART STORY… HEAD HERE FOR THE FIRST BIT* * We rushed SESC to cram everything else in we had left to see, our next stop being Beco do Batman, which is a famous alley filled with loads of incredible street art (but packed with crazy tourists). The area was amazing too, a really great place for young people. We slipped into one little place that looked kind of like a place to buy furniture and groovy things but also a place to tailor and design these things. I’m not entirely sure but it was picture-perfect. Dodging Instagram girls getting that duck face selfie in front of the artwork, we walked through Beco do Batman after our brief pitstop at design heaven, stopping briefly at little stalls which sold local dairy products (mainly cheese). The colourful, vibrant and dynamic walls suited the neighbourhood, which seemed to be seething with life. Toward the far end of the alley, and just a bit more of a walk away, there was a great staircase, …

City Dwellers | São Paulo, Brazil ~ Day 14

We awoke to the magical sound of screaming children across the road heading to school. What a joyous sound, kind of like the beautiful noise of fingernails scratching across a chalkboard. (Pic from my last post) * Despite the shrill screeching of children this beautiful Sunday morning, it was a joy just waking up in our beautiful temporary home. We put on some jazz, drank some delicious coffee, munched on organic granola and enjoyed the amazing view from the living room; a glass window made up a whole wall, with a windowsill filled with cacti and leafy green plants, and further outdoors were a plethora of tall trees, almost making a little jungle in front and surrounding the apartment block. There was even an avocado tree right in front – I’ve never even seen how they grow!?! To our shock horror, it was actually sunny, I couldn’t believe my eyes; clear skies, no clouds, warm, yet a bit breezy. Thank. God. First on our sightseeing list was Pinacoteca de Estado de São Paulo – or …

(All I Wanna Say is That) The Weather Don’t Really Care About Us (PART 2)| Salvador, Brazil ~ Day 12

(PART 2 OF A TWO-PART STORY – HERE IS PART 1) * To our total shock horror, when we stepped out of the restaurant, it was gloriously sunny outside, with no sign of rain. WTF BRAZIL. Without questioning it, I whipped out my damp camera and started snapping everything I could, even getting ‘blessed’ by a man wearing a beautifully patterned robe and holding holy water in one hand and a bunch of, I assume holy, leaves in the other. I had no idea what was happening here. Despite the sudden turn of events, I could feel my poor skin begin to sizzle in the sun, still feeling the literal burn of Itacaré. Street photography turned into a sudden dash to the car to retrieve my suncream, but alas, my skin wasn’t yet to be saved; coming from just up the road, I could recognise that distinctive twanging sound of the berimbau anywhere, following by the beating of the acabate and choral singing. Capoeiristas were practising and playing music in the very square we had …

An Afro-Brazilian Jewel | Salvador, Brazil ~ Day 11 (Evening)

I don’t know how and why but the journey back from a place always seems way shorter than a journey to a place. You would think it would be the opposite way around… the anticipation gone, with maybe a little misery in the air as to the passing moments of joy… On that sunny and positive thought, we finally arrived back in Salvador after 4 hours of driving and another hour on the ferry back to the port of the city from Ilha de Itaparica. The sun set as we left the harbour in Bom Despacho, and we sat on the floor of the ferry ‘balcony’ watching the landscape turn from a bright blue to a beautiful magenta, then purple, then navy blue speckled with clouds and stars. It should’ve only been a ten-minute ride to our Airbnb from the harbour, but oh boy nothing could’ve prepared us for the spaghetti that is the roads and streets of Salvador. Maybe 40 minutes later we actually got to the place, thoroughly infuriated after missing nearly every …

How Chocolate is Made! A Cocoa Farm Adventure | Itacaré, Brazil ~ Day 11

We had a mere few hours left in Itacaré, those of which were filled with heavy rain and uncertainty as to whether to head straight to Salvador or hang around and visit one last place that I had in mind: Vila Rosa. Itacaré belongs to the ‘cocoa coast’ and, until recently, the town’s livelihood and history was very intimately connected to cocoa production. The town actually was a notorious hangout for Dutch and Portuguese pirates during the early colonial period and then later became a haven for cocoa plantations. When on a boat sailing through the river running next to the town, and then through Brazil, you’ll spot acres and acres of cocoa farms, boasting as much cocoa as you can possibly imagine. One farm of which belonging to Vila Rosa, a historic house only 30 minutes driving away from Itacaré.  It was pouring down with rain and we had to make a snap decision whilst driving out of the town. At Vila Rosa, you could head on an amazing cocoa farm tour for only 50 …

A Tropical Tale (PART 2) | Itacaré, Brazil ~ Day 10

*FOR PART 1 HEAD HERE* * Totally starved after our magical hike to Prainha beach in Itacaré, we ventured to the main road of the town which is filled with bars and restaurants and shops. At the nearest end of the road was La Cabana Restaurant, recommended to us by our tour guide for amazing Bahian food. Having been awfully sick the past few days, we were terrified of eating anything too crazy (basically anything that wasn’t a can of guarana or crisps). It had been two days or so since, so we took our chances and ordered a tropical meal fit for a queen; a piece of meaty white grilled fish with a passionfruit sauce, rice steamed with mango and fresh grilled vegetables. The sweet meaty fish seemed crazy to be paired with the creamy, tangy and fruity passionfruit sauce. After having not eaten for a few days, my tastebuds were totally overwhelmed. The rice was… fruity?!?! What was this abomination?! The only flavour I could recognise came from the grilled red peppers, aubergines …

A Tropical Tale (PART 1) | Itacaré, Brazil ~ Day 9

Birds sang their early morning songs amongst the coconut palms surrounding the little house we awoke in, a rooster crowing in the distance and the faint rustling of the locals waking up and going about their daily routines echoed in the area. I climbed up to the small rooftop of the house to soak in the morning, taking a peek at the disorderly houses surrounding ours, spotting chickens, guava trees and all manners of items hanging from windows. The sky was cloudy, of course, but hey, at least it wasn’t raining… with this news, we made a speedy exit in the car, armed with our beach gear once again, ready to take advantage of the only full day we had in Itacaré. A crazy dog that was waiting for us outside our house hahahhahaha. We drove toward Resende beach and Tiririca beach, as we had the previous day, but decided to explore a little further, there being one long road connecting the main beaches on the coast. Where the road ended was a stunning closed …

Peril in Petrolina | Petrolina, Brazil ~ Day 5, 6, 7

The fifth day in Brazil arrived and we bid adieu to a rain-drenched city, flooding before our very eyes as we gathered our belongings and fled to the airport. At least we left at a good time (or arrived at a terrible one… it’s a cup half full/empty sort of situation). We were heading to Petrolina, another city in Pernambuco, toward the West, all feeling truly wrecked from the flu that had stricken us, some more than others. I had yet to feel the worst of it, but my naive self thought I could fight it off with positive thinking (and lemon meringue pie). Little did I know I was the next unwilling victim… Some SERIOUSLY delicious Brazilian juice! As a budget traveller, these will be your new best friend. Lovely weather. Lemon meringue pie. HUGE carnival puppets. * We ascended and descended pretty much instantaneously, the flight taking a little less than an hour, which was good news for our weakened bodies. The dry heat of Petrolina came as a shock from the stormy …

A Storm of Events | Recife, Brazil ~ Day 3

The rain and flooding ensued. The sun had broken through momentarily upon awakening, but by the time we made the snap decision to run to the beach whilst it was dry the rain came back, but ominously from the distance, the curving distant horizon slowly fogged by thick dark grey clouds that were drawing ever nearer… it looked like something from a horror movie – what the heck was this crap. I paid to go to a tropical sunny country and god dammit I wanted the sun. Nonetheless, we were adamant to enjoy the beach, sun or no sun. We strolled up and down the seafront, with a brief pause for a swim (I was the photographer for this bathing) and then a little jog – I need to squeeze in some exercise somewhere amongst all the eating. We ran briskly, splashing now and again into the water lapping up the sand and running on the firm wet ground instead of the dry sand that swallowed our feet instantly. Five minutes after running in one direction, …