By this point we have been traveling for over a month and I have had moments where I have been missing the crew back home, so we decided to change our initial plans which was to go to a tropical island about 2 hours away from Rio (Ilha Grande) in favour of the next coastal town down called Paraty where Charlotte ( a friend from London) had been for a couple of days.
Paraty is set amid jutting peninsulas and secluded beaches, with a backdrop of steep, jungle mountains plunging into an island-studded bay and is described as one of the Brazil’s most appealing historical gems.
To be honest by this point it has become quite hard to please me given the simply jaw dropping sites I had seen during the course of the trip. Whilst a pretty place it wasn´t much to write about, however it was all worth while to meet a friendly face albeit for a short while.
Up untill this point my only connection to my friends back home has been the constant reminders of my dear friend Tricia at every stop in Brazil.
Those of you who know her will agree that she is a classic Nigerian beauty that favours brightly coloured lipstick (usually a result of the many Mac shopping outings she conveniently has when I am around with my plastic..somthing that over the years has become somewhat of a tradition between us).
Every shop tends to have statues of these voluptuous black ladies with bright red lipstick in every window, I can only assume as a way of enticing punters into the shops, to this day I have been unable to establish whether there is anything more behind them. Given that the Brazilian culture is so interlinked with Africa I am sure there is much more to this…in anycase it has at the very least been a great way of saying hi to a friendly face 😉