Parati and the night of the Alcoholic Milkshakes
Just a short drive along from Rio, about 5 hours, so leaving in the morning we were there for lunch.
Spent the afternoon on the beach, which was just outside the gate to the campsite and generally chilled and then checked out the quaint town of Paraty.
In the evening, as it was Johny´s 21st birthday (a guy from the tour group) we hit the town, for the last night of their town festival. There was a large stage and tonnes of stalls, supplying everyone with alcohol and local snacks. The music was awesome, as a live samba band played on stage, accompanied by a granny dancing very provocatively by their side. The locals were so friendly and repeatedly offered to teach us to samba, so by the end of the night everyone was trashed on caipirinhas and knackered from the dancing and humid evening. Their dance moves were often ´alternative´and we found ourselves being swung left right and centre around the dusty dancefloor.
Next day, with several horrendously hung over individuals, Sara being one of them, whereas Jo smugly walked to the port, to catch the boat ride we had organised for us. It was a bit overcast early on but the cloud managed to break later on and it hit the late 20s. We had an amazing lunch on board and stopped at three or four small coves to see the fish and monkeys, on one occasion, oh and we saw lots of sea turtles, which bobbed their heads above the water occasionally.
Off to the Pantanal...