Halloooo,
Hope all well 'n such.
We're back at home a little worse for the wear after an epic journey home from Barra Grande, a remote outcrop of the Bahia coastline only accessible via chartered boat, after a four-hour bus trip from Salvador - it was lovely and the sunsets and rock pools were amazing and I had an incredible caipirinha in a hollowed-out cocoa plant but on the other hand it rained pretty much constantly, the dirt roads turned to mush and we were left at the mercy of some particularly rapacious local bars.
Then the trip back on Saturday involved 12 hours of non-stop traveling across 8 different modes of transport, with so little turnaround between legs that I only had time to have a wee before boarding the plane because of our heroic and frankly reckless taxi-driver, who whisked us off the dock and across town in record time. Apart from that it was very relaxing and I have brought souvenirs for everyone.
Elsewhere I've made another compilation, and my phrase of the day ("água salgada, alma lavada", or "salt water, washed soul") is a more poetic way of saying "life's a beach".
Speak soon!
Shrimp Fred Rice
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