I had a day to relax (not be in transit!) in Fortelaza, got laundry done, walked to the ocean front, and bought some food to make my own dinner for the first time in a very long time which cost four times as much as if I’d just gone to another pay by weight buffet restaurant! But at least I had some salad and fruit and a break from rice, beans and meat.

Following morning early minibus transfer picked myself and two Aussie guys up for a seven hour transfer to Jericocoaba beach. I’d met serval people who’d told me to go here, it’s a national park with a beach flanked by sand dunes and blue lakes of rainwater. After five hours in a minibus we swapped into a converted 4×4 pickup up truck for a bumpy ride through the sand dunes to get to Jeri. It really is in the middle of nowhere, but it being Friday and school holidays we were far from the only ones there. A resort town of four main streets with no paved roads, just sand. We had time for a swim before the sunset, nearly everyone then climbs the sand dune adjacent to the beach to watch the sunset, before running or boarding down the front. We just watched the first day from a bar…it’s very chilled place! We were joined by a few American girls from our the hostel in Fortelaza, one of whom was I could tell immediately just a little bit too much for the guys. Myself and the guys made plans for fish dinner and we joined by this girl. The fish was stunning, huge snapper grilled in the street followed by the best octopus I’ve ever eaten. The guys then ran away leaving me with my new friend who then stuck to me like glue all week. Continue reading →