A Travellerspoint blog

June 2016

Back to Belem

In the morning I was expecting some sort of delicious breakfast, but all I got was a cheese sandwich. Excuse me, panini. Lame.

I was kind of bored with beaches, and the beaches on this island were more polluted than even the ones I went to in Vietnam. So, after breakfast I took the first bus possible out.

This meant waiting for over an hour with the town drunk in the main "square". Square here, means a few cement benches beside the road and a bakery.

He yelled at me words incomprehensible to even fluent Portuguese speakers, I'm sure and he was astounded when I didn't understand.

I kept telling him goodbye and he'd go for a few minutes, stumbling around the Main Street only to come back in a few more. Finally he decided to spend his valuable time doing something else and he eventually stumbled away.

The bus came and I took it to Salvaterra again. It stopped in the main plaza and the driver got off. He told me he was going to soure but he didn't. I had to catch a boat there.

I walked down to what looked like the pier and there was a boat with no one on it anchored there. Some random people were taking pictures but apparently didn't need a boat. They told me to get on and wait. I was mystified. Wait for who? Where was the driver? When did it leave? But I had no choice anyway, so I did. After some 20 minutes a few more people straggled in and we left for soure.

I needed to change my ticket but the office wasn't open so I looked for something to do. Lunch was a good thing to do and I saw some euro looking people to talk to. They thankfully spoke English and were also waiting for the boat.

I ate lunch in peace by myself with a water buffalo that is a sort of mascot for the town, and then went over to talk with them until the boat came. They were a couple in the television industry who were working on a true crime show in Belem. Some guy was caught paying for murders so that he could get higher ratings for his own television crime show by reporting on them first! True story! So they were dramatizing that and it all sounded really meta and crazy. Not my kind of tv and the lady scriptwriter didn't seem to like it either.

There was a lot of rain on the way back to Belem so the boat ride was a bit bumpy. Even water was coming in through the doors.

I walked all the way back to Gabriel's house and my stuff was still in my little room but it seemed that Michelle had moved in there. I started to look for another place to stay. When Gabriel and Michelle showed up though, they told me not to go. Ok! I think I had already made everyone sick with my terrible illness, and I felt bad for all the fighting. I thought they would need time alone.

Another ferry

Another ferry


Ferry to soure

Ferry to soure


Lunch with the water Buffalo

Lunch with the water Buffalo


That's steak with cheese on it. Why am I fat?

That's steak with cheese on it. Why am I fat?

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Downhill and then uphill again

In the morning there was no breakfast (even though a sign said breakfast was 7-9 am) and the jerk only gave me 10 reais back for that "mistake". Tell me where can you get breakfast for 10 reais?

I went back to the hospital and they told me to come back at 9. When I did, the doctor gave me antibiotics finally. I'm pretty sure this should work this time.

After I bought my pills, the bus to joanes was coming down the street. I could not believe my luck. I jumped on it and for four reais they brought me up the highway to another beach. This one was about the same as the last one but there were fewer people and only one hotel/restaurant.

I ate lunch there, which wasn't as good as yesterday's lunch, but the environment was so peaceful I decided to stay the night. In the morning I would take a bus to soare, the last stop on my tour of this island.

I snoozed all afternoon with my book in a hammock and a rainbow even came out after the sprinkle of rain.

Sleeping at night though, was out of the question. The chalet was too stuffy so I had to open the window. That let all the mosquitos in. Why doesn't anyone have screens here?

Then the neighbors were really loudly having sex. We were basically sharing the same cabin with a thin wall in between. So I decided to take a shower and sing along to cherry poppin daddies at the top of my lungs. They shut up pretty fast.

Then the mosquito net on my bed didn't fit and a bunch of them got in. I got lots of bites and had to turn the light on periodically to kill them all.

I probably slept three hours all night.

The ants are fast here

The ants are fast here


On the rickety bus

On the rickety bus


Joanes beach

Joanes beach


Joanes beach

Joanes beach


Joanes beach

Joanes beach


Joanes beach

Joanes beach


Joanes beach

Joanes beach


View for lunch

View for lunch


Lunch after I ate the salad ha

Lunch after I ate the salad ha


Hammock

Hammock


In the hammock

In the hammock


Rainbow

Rainbow

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Island

I took the boat early in the morning and found myself alone getting off at Salvaterra.

I walked around in the ridiculous heat until I found a cheap hotel. At that point I was feeling good about everything And wrote this:

Sometimes traveling brings suicidal thoughts. Sometimes you literally wish you were dead. Sometimes the pain kills you and you feel like you can't take it anymore. The aches in your legs cause your whole body to collapse. The burning blisters on your feet beg for cooling relief. The pus in the back of your throat chokes you until you can't breathe. Your eyes fight sleep waiting for that next connection. You are lost, alone and no one understands a word you say. Any number of other hellish things could happen at any point in time, usually at the time you least expect it.

Other times you want to die from amazingness. Other times you get caught in the middle of a domestic dispute and infinitely thank god for getting you out of your own. You do your best to help, but in the end no one listens and you explode from ecstasy because no one can make you stay.

Other times you continue on by yourself, catching a ferry to a paradise island, landing straight in the middle of some obscure kite flying festival, searching in the scorching heat for a cheap guest house and actually find one.

Other times you eat the freshest fish, sauntering down to the beach to drink the coldest beer with your feet in the sand as traditional samba plays in the background.

Sometimes, just sometimes, things like that happen.

After that it all went downhill. I went to the doctor because my pills ran out and my ear was still killing me. I was told to come back tomorrow, after they gave me an anti inflammatory shot in the butt. There was no wifi in my hotel, even though the guy told me there was. So I had to do an interview for a new job in China outside some other hotel while mosquitoes feasted on my legs.

Continued on next post...

Ferry

Ferry


Promised land

Promised land


Fish

Fish

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Out and about

We all lazed around in the heat until lunch. Gabriel's family has a housekeeper so she made us amazing fried fish.

We went to the zoo but it was closed, so we went to another park that had monkeys and sloths in it. We only saw the monkeys.

Then we went to the docks to buy some tickets. The boat to Manaus leaves only once a week, on Wednesday, so I bought one of those. Then I needed to do something before then so I bought another ticket to an island nearby.

Michelle and Gabriel had been bickering all day about lots of things, there was some issue about a keychain that Michelle was supposed to bring from Paris but she didn't know about it so she was mad. I knew something was up. We looked all over for a keychain that might have come from Paris but couldn't find it.

When we got back to the house they got in a big fight while I was in the shower. Michelle came to my room to cry and talk about it. I invited her to come with me to the island if she needed time alone. At first she said yes but then she didn't wake up in time in the morning.

Anyway, it was Gabriel's birthday that evening so his mom ordered pizza and I tried to cheer Michelle up enough to enjoy it.

I also had an interview in China for a job I didn't want. It happened that the internet was off, so I found a neighbor and used his.

Turtles

Turtles


Jungle park

Jungle park


Monkeys

Monkeys


Monkeys

Monkeys

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To the Amazon!

I left São Luiz at night and had the most terrible time. My throat was closing in on me it was so painful I couldn't sleep. The seat I was in was so cold so I moved to the back of the bus where it was warmer. That helped and I slept on and off until the morning, when something gross was stuck in my throat and I almost puked in the bus bathroom trying to get it out. TMI whatever, it was really awful.

I arrived at least an hour late and had a difficult time trying to find my host's house. I almost cried actually because I had the wrong address for the small neighbourhood they lived in.

When I got there only the maid was around. She told me to take a shower and they will be back.

By the time I was done my shower Gabriel and his girlfriend Michelle were home and they were sooooo nice. They had been waiting for me at the park! I didn't get the message so I just went straight to their house.

They took me on a tour downtown and then we went out with their friends for sushi and tacaca soup. It was a gluey mixture of manioc and Amazonian herbs. So delicious.

Teatro do paz

Teatro do paz


Church

Church


Potions at ver dó peso

Potions at ver dó peso


Marina

Marina


Fort

Fort


Church

Church


Tacacá

Tacacá


Sushi place

Sushi place

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Alcantara

Luiz didn't really want to come on the boat with me to alcantara, so I didn't wake him up when he hit snooze on the alarm. I left quietly out the door and hopped on the first bus I saw going to the ferry.

The website said the boat was leaving at 9:30 but in reality it left at 9. So I was lucky to have gotten there early. I'm pretty sure it was also overloaded.

I got a little wet because I had to sit on the deck there were no more seats.

When we got to the island, I bought some coconut cookie ball things for breakfast. Really super sweet. Then I just started visiting all the museums etc. My book told me to go down a road with a bunch of abandoned mansions. This town used to be one of the richest in Brazil, but 100 years ago the people who lived here just left their mansions to rot. The road was jungly and quite amazing, I was beginning to have one of those sublime travel moments where I feel like an explorer. Suddenly though, a police came straight for me through the tall grass and they told me to go back. There were robbers. When I told them my book said I should look at the old houses they laughed and put me in their car. I went around on patrol with them all afternoon. They even bought me lunch! We ate takeout at the depot and then they drove me back to the dock in time for the ferry.

On the way back, the wind was strong so we sailed all the way back. It was so peaceful without the motor and I briefly questioned my career choice. Maybe I should become a skipper. But after an hour or so of watching the hypnotizing water ebb and flow, I realized actually the sea is frightening and not that peaceful and I'm probably better off on land.

Just as we were docking Luiz texted me to tell me he was going out until 7. Oh crap! The tide was out so the boat just dropped us off as close as possible to the city. That meant I wasn't too far from home. I decided to walk all the way back down the beach and by the time I would get home Luiz would be there. I was about 15 minutes away and he told me he was home! Fantastic! I moseyed on over and fell right asleep, completely missing the concerts that I had planned on attending at 11 or so.

Ferry dock

Ferry dock


From the top

From the top


Streets

Streets


Me vs coconut cookie thing

Me vs coconut cookie thing


Lucky bells

Lucky bells


Old church

Old church


Old church

Old church


Sao Joao bull

Sao Joao bull


Altar

Altar


Tiles houses

Tiles houses


Church

Church


Church

Church


Church

Church


Old mansion

Old mansion


View from police hotel

View from police hotel


Police

Police


Leaving

Leaving


On the boat

On the boat


Tide is out

Tide is out


Sunset on the walk back

Sunset on the walk back

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Sao Joao festival

I didn't manage to make it out of the house until at least 1 pm today. Luiz snoozed all morning and I cleaned up and read a book.

It was nice to finally not be in constant pain. I guess those pills worked, even if they were only painkillers.

When Luiz woke up he made us lunch and I made a salad to go with it.

Luiz had class at 2 pm so we went over there and I printed out my new contract for work. I got a nasty anonymous message from some guy on couchsurfing about how terrible it was at the university I was about to work at in September. Then a few days after that, the original school I signed a contract with pulled their offer for some reason unclear to me. It was all quite bizarre. In the meantime, my recruiter found me another job still in Guangdong but no longer on the beach (with fewer hours), so I needed to sign this new agreement and send it back ASAP.

So after doing that, and taking a photo to send to Alison my new boss, later, I went to the Centro historico to see all the museums I missed yesterday when I was busy at the hospital. Actually there was not that much to see. Some artefacts and model boats, a few churches.

Later that night was the big party for São Joao or festa junina. I waited around (without a beer!) kind of sucks to be on drugs all the time. Unless you want to buy bottled water, which I do not, there are no healthy alternatives to beer. I never really noticed how awful the choices are at these festivals. If you don't drink beer you have to drink pure sugar, funnel your money to some horrible water company or nothing. I believe soda is worse than having a beer, honestly, so I just relied on my bottle of water I brought from home.

Boats

Boats


Boats

Boats


Bones

Bones


Creepy costumes

Creepy costumes


Something about candomble

Something about candomble


Old whipping post

Old whipping post


Church

Church

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Airport and hospital

Luiz said that it would be a good idea to go to the airport and get my international vaccine card so that I could prove I had my yellow fever shot if I needed to in the future. I agreed so I attempted to go there in the morning.

The bus to get there was crazy, it drove past the airport and didn't really stop there. I went to the end of the line and the bus turned around. On the way back it dropped me off about a kilometre from the actual airport. I was bewildered. Only one bus in the whole city drops you off at the actual airport and I wasn't on it.

That took a good two hours, so when I arrived the office for the vaccine card was closed for lunch. When it opened at 1 I got my card with no problems. It's a big festival right now so I watched some dancers from the tourism ministry greet people getting off the plane.

At this point my ears and throat were hurting a lot. I didn't know how to find a doctor so I asked someone at the vaccine clinic I went to yesterday. Unfortunately he sent me to the emergency room. This was not an emergency but I didn't realize it wasn't a normal clinic until waiting for about an hour. By then I had already invested all this time so I had to stay. After maybe two hours I saw the doctor and she gave me four prescriptions of which I filled two of them when I got home. They were basically for the same thing I had before, plus mouthwash, nasal spray and strong aspirin. I was more than a little disappointed. I know I'll be back at another clinic later, asking for something else.

The whole day was shot, I grabbed some local gluey stew called cuxa and met Luiz at home. I did my laundry at his friend's house and it promptly rained all over them. :(

Hospital

Hospital


Places with yellow fever

Places with yellow fever


Me vs cuxa

Me vs cuxa

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Yellow fever vaccine hunt

When I arrived in São Luis it was about 5 am and no one knew how to get to Luiz, my host's, house by bus. They kept telling me to take a taxi but i knew it was far and not really worth it because it was only for dropping my bag off anyway.

So I took a shower in the rodoviaria and swear to god, hopped on the first bus I saw and said I NEED VACCINE in Portuguese and the bus driver nodded and told me to get on.

Maybe a half hour later I was in front of some clinic downtown. I saw the sign for vaccines and waited for it to open. At 8 an angry woman popped her head out and told me the vaccine clinic is closed I have to go to the hospital next door.

Oh my! It was so hot and so busy. I waited behind some ladies with babies who all wanted vaccines, I recognized them from the last clinic. A very nice nurse gave me a paper and told me to come back at 10 and that I didn't have to pay anything. Excuse me what? You don't. Have. To pay. What. I couldn't believe it! These shots are sooooo expensive at home. What amazing healthcare! They are rewarding me for being lazy and stupid... I'm sorry Brazil. In addition to this, when i came back, they threw in the flu vaccine for fun, on the other arm. Sure thing buds.

And just like that, I had found my vaccine before lunch! After only hatching this plan yesterday! How efficient! After that I had to wait 10 days before going to the Amazon. That suited me just fine.

I found out I was just down the street from the historical district so I wandered down there into the main church and then it was time for lunch. I wanted to celebrate with a fancy meal at the culinary schools restaurant (SENAC) and it was delicious. The meat was dry but there was a cheesy piano player and amazing desserts.

Soon after, Luiz messaged me and said he was going home so I could go home too. I hopped on a bus and he met me on his bike as I was walking to his house.

He had to go back to school later for drum band practice and so I bought some sandwiches for us and took a nap.

When he got home I woke up and we ate the sandwiches and went to bed. Sounds boring but I was still sick.

Medical clinic!

Medical clinic!


I got it!

I got it!


Igreja do se

Igreja do se


Igreja do se

Igreja do se


Museum of sacred art

Museum of sacred art


restaurante SENAC

restaurante SENAC

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Changing the plans a bit

At the hospital the doctor reminded me about the yellow fever vaccine. I was in such a hurry to leave Curitiba and get to the north that I forgot all about it. :(

So I decided to head to the nearest capital city as soon as possible. That's São Luis. I had my couchsurfing host there already so I hoped he could find me a place to do it. The problem though is that it takes 10 days to become effective. I'm sick with the strange infection anyway so I'll just take it easy for these days somewhere before I head into the jungle.

This will mean my trip will take longer and I'm not sure if I'll make it back in time to go around with Franciele. But, it's all my fault. So I just deal with it as it comes.

In the morning I had an awkward breakfast with the Germans and I said goodbye to them as they left on their dune buggy tour. Yeah it would've been way too hard to go yesterday :P

Whatever.

I went by myself the rest of the way. I took a pickup truck down the bumpy road to Jijoca and waited for what seemed like an eternity for the next bus to come.

When I found myself in Camocim, all the stress and gaudiness of jericoacoara melted away. I was back in the village Brazil. That's the Brazil I will remember more than the beaches and the annoying Germans and snobby French backpackers hovering around.

I switched buses again, but before that I ran down to the market and picked up some pastries and apples for lunch. I snoozed in and out of consciousness the whole way to São Luis.

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Dune buggy day trip

We had a very nice breakfast and I was all ready to go to the meeting place for the day trips to the dunes. Suddenly my German friends backed out. They wanted to go tomorrow.

So, I had about 10 minutes to find a group to go with. I was very lucky I found a lady named rose who was traveling with her son and his girlfriend. They had one spot in their buggy. Out of breath from running I asked them if they would let me come with them. They talked about it and said yes. I had another option to go on a pickup truck with a bunch of other people for half the price but this seemed much better and they were very friendly.

We stopped at some dunes, a small lagoon and a very large one which is a private club. The water was so cool and refreshing, we stayed here for two hours.

Then it was time for lunch and our driver took us to a nice spot on the beach. We had lots of fish and relaxed under umbrellas.

We drove home by the beach and i tried to plan my next stop. It was next to impossible, no one had any real information. I figured I'd just go there in the morning.

I went out to see capoeira again but I couldn't find it. Then I went to see the sunset at the famous lookout point but I missed it. I found my German friends but I think they didn't want to see me anymore. They weren't that happy to see me. We wandered around looking at buggy trips for them to take the next day, then they wanted more information at the bus station about getting to lencois park. I thought I'd go with them and buy my ticket too, but they abandoned me as soon as they got whatever information they needed. Seriously? I waited for you to look at all the stupid tours and you can't wait five minutes for me to buy a bus ticket? Whatever I was glad they didn't come with me after all.

After that my ear was bugging me so I went to the hospital and the doctor gave me some drops. Hopefully they will work.

Dunes

Dunes


Dunes

Dunes


Dunes

Dunes


Lagoon

Lagoon


Lagoon

Lagoon


Dunes

Dunes


Dunes

Dunes


Alchymist club

Alchymist club


Fancy

Fancy


Lagoon

Lagoon


Lunch beach

Lunch beach


Beach for lunch

Beach for lunch


Lagoa azul

Lagoa azul


Bull

Bull


Bulls friend

Bulls friend


I missed the famous sunset

I missed the famous sunset


Missed it

Missed it


Chorizo

Chorizo

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More buses to jericoacoara

In the early morning we were in Fortaleza and had to get on two more buses until we got to jericoacara.

We met some more German people on that bus and I planned to travel along the way with a lady named CU, short for something like Cecilia I never heard her full name. Michael would be taking a plane to Uruguay in a few days so it would be really nice to have another travel pal.

They transferred us onto a special dune bus and drove all across the beach depositing us in a quite awful place I would say. Yes of course the beach is beautiful but it's very dry there are no trees, and some song that sounds like daft punk plays over and over and over. They are clearly catering to douchebags from the UK getting wasted.

The first thing we did was go down to the beach to watch the sunset. This was enjoyable despite the constant thumping bass. I tried to get into the mood and ordered a beer but it wasn't happening. I still didn't feel well after my fever from yesterday.

So I went back and you know how everything looks different in the dark? Yeah that. I was also wearing my prescription sunglasses and couldn't see very well. I thought there was a human coming towards me. When I got closer I saw that it was something else. "Are you a cow?" And it snorted back yes and came barrelling right towards me. I screamed and ran through the prickly thicket onto a bigger road with my heart pounding in my throat. Somehow I found our hostel. So scary.

Dune bus

Dune bus


Jericoacoara beach

Jericoacoara beach


Jericoacoara beach

Jericoacoara beach


Jericoacoara beach

Jericoacoara beach


Jericoacoara beach

Jericoacoara beach

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Roundabout way to Fortaleza

I left rosivaldo in the morning. He wanted to go camping with me but I told him I didn't want to go. I was tired of his ideas about women and his general flirty manner.

Sometimes he said things that were inappropriate. He doesn't believe women have personal autonomy and he also has a bit of a temper. Keeping in mind we all make mistakes and say awkward things, when we're couchsurfing we should try to be extra careful about it.

The first thing that bothered me is that he told me he uses prostitutes. I do not judge, but this is not appropriate conversation for couchsurfing.

Later he expressed to me that he thought I was very sexy and he told me that I shouldn't trust him with alcohol because he might lose control and touch my body in a non consensual way.

I tried to laugh these things off, but it got worse.

Another time he told me that he thinks most women don't know what they want and men need to tell them what to do. To me this is very offensive. He told me I must have babies even though I don't want to. He criticized other lifestyle choices that I make as well, and I think this is wrong.

These were the three times I felt very uncomfortable. Eventually I became very angry and told him I would leave Olinda early. I woke up to at least four texts he sent during the night, begging for forgiveness and yadda yadda yadda.

This morning, I wanted to do the dishes for his very hospitable and friendly mother. He grabbed my wrist and yelled at me not to do them and told me that I should just pack and go. At this point I left the dishes in the sink, afraid for my safety and left the house immediately.

I took the bus and metro all the way back to the bus station and tried to buy a ticket to Fortaleza leaving as soon as possible. There were none until 7 pm. I'd have to go to the next state over and try in Natal. That bus left at 2 pm.

With a massive headache from the stress of the morning, and no wifi, (gasp) I camped out on the floor and just waited as patiently as possible.

I got to natal at about 6 pm and it was much cleaner and more pleasant than Recife. I bought another ticket for one of the last buses out to Fortaleza and had to wait again. It didn't matter because it was still better than being in Recife. I had developed a fever and took some Tylenol for it.

I saw a nice German man with a big bag so I went over and we spoke English for a while. We were both going to the same place so we decided to stick together.

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Recife and the beach

I woke up to the sound of someone's phone ringing early in the morning but it was ok because rosivaldo's mom had an amazing breakfast of fruit and eggs with fresh bread for us. I sat around for many hours with a coffee and custard apples and watermelon. Wow.

Then we went downtown to explore the churches and synagogue. It was the first synagogue in any of the Americas, built in the mid 1500s. We wandered around in the old part of town just looking at buildings and in general melting in the heat.

After lunch we relaxed in a park because we had to wait for the "golden chapel" to open. Another fantastic display of colonial wealth, adorned with gold leaf and Puritan type paintings depicting martyrs and other atrocious violence. The convent next door had many old Portuguese tiles depicting stories from genesis which were fun to interpret.

After that we headed down to the beach at bom viagem, where I bought a big beer but had to drink it all myself. The beach is the most dangerous in the world for shark attacks so we didn't go in.

First synagogue in the Americas

First synagogue in the Americas


More puppets

More puppets


Puppets

Puppets


I want to build this wall

I want to build this wall


Recife port

Recife port


Tree growing out of a building

Tree growing out of a building


Praca republica

Praca republica


Capela dourado

Capela dourado


Capella dourado

Capella dourado


Convent tiles

Convent tiles


Boa viagem

Boa viagem

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Nice village adventure with rosivaldo

I found myself in Recife at 4:30 am before the metro was running. I lumbered out of the bus only to find my backpack was covered in vomit. I have no idea who did this or how it happened, also I didn't know why they didn't even try to tell me or clean it up. I had a lot of time before the metro started so I washed it off as best as possible in the small bathroom sink. I almost vomited myself in the process.

The metro plonked me down in the city and I took another bus out to olinda to find my host rosivaldo. His mom made me breakfast and we managed to do a little tour of the historic part all before I took a nap, which I really needed. We saw lots of old stuff and the architecture was the traditional Portuguese style. I've seen these types of buildings before so the most interesting museum to me was the puppet museum. They make these huge fibreglass people every year for carnaval and parade them around the city. It's really a unique thing to olinda.

We went back home for a nap and when I woke up rosivaldo 's mom had dinner for me and I washed my clothes in the washing machine.

We talked until quite late about random things and then I fell asleep to the sound of about a million mosquitoes.

Olinda

Olinda


Ossuary

Ossuary


Ossuary

Ossuary


Jesus puppet

Jesus puppet


Mary puppets

Mary puppets


Church in olinda

Church in olinda


Regional museum of olinda

Regional museum of olinda


Colourful houses

Colourful houses


Puppets

Puppets


Puppets

Puppets


Puppets

Puppets


Puppets

Puppets


Nossa senhora church

Nossa senhora church


Church

Church

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