After
enjoying the solitude of Camamu Bay , Morro de Sao Paulo was the re-awakening .
The moment we stepped through the historic arched entrance into the village we
felt the buzz.
A very
popular tourist village on the Ilha de Tinhare it is one of those fun in the
sun kind of places with beautiful beaches lined with dozens of pousadas and
small upmarket hotels . This place is totally car-free and wheelbarrows are
used to cart everything from the ferries to the various establishments throughout
the village . We really enjoyed the vibe with its holiday atmosphere and with
live music being played from various beach bars it must really rock in season .
We were fortunate to be there out of season as in peak holiday time the number
of tourists triples and it must be sheer madness with jammed beaches and packed
restaurants , not our kind of fun . Judging by the number of surf shops and
dive operators trading in the village there is obviously a good wave and good
diving on offer as the Atlantic side of Tinhare has many beaches stretching for
forty kilometres .
After a
couple of days we upped anchor and headed up the Rio Jequie to the village of
Galeao not too far from Morro . What a contrast from an upmarket resort village
to this rural fishing village a few miles away . The locals are very poor but
really friendly and it reminded us of places we have visited back in Africa .
Most of them own a dugout canoe and it was one place that l saw these
traditional canoes being sailed with amazing skill . How they keep them upright
when the wind is gusting l have no idea .
Something
that we have enjoyed in Bahia State that we have never done back home in South
Africa is eating out in the taverns with the locals . We have always felt
comfortable sitting amongst them enjoying the distinct flavours of Bahian food
which is unique to this state and at times it was easy to forget that we were
in Brazil as everyone looks so African . At times l have had to check myself as
the first language that comes to mind when speaking to these people is the good
old Zulu . One restaurant owner was so chuffed with our patronage that it would
be unfair to say that his service was five star . He literally topped up my
glass everytime l took a sip of my beer , his service was so good . The meal
that they prepared was fresh prawns in a typical Brazilian style dish which was
fantastic and washed down with a couple of ice cold beers at half the going
price , what more could you ask for . When it came to settling the bill he
produced a piece of scrap paper with a number on it then looked at me with a
broad grin , crossed out the number and halved it . He had obviously enjoyed
our time spent together as much as we had .
Our next
anchorage was the town of Cairu situated 14nm upriver from Morro . Other
cruisers that we had met on route had told us about the beautiful Igreja
Convento Santo Antonio in other words the convent overlooking the town . Three
monks still live in the monastery and we were fortunate to chat to one of them
who seemed quite tuned into South African affairs and also another big fan of
Nelson Mandela . The Brazilians love our former statesman and when l proudly
mention his name they either give me a big thumbs up or they place both hands
on their heart and call his name . They have no idea who Jacob Zuma is ,l
wonder why ?
After ten
days on the Rio Jequie enjoying the rustic surrounds of the river which l might
add reaches depths that exceed 30 metres in places we raised anchor and headed
downriver towards the sea and the bright lights of Salvador further up the
Bahian Coast .
Enjoyed your story about eating out with the locals and getting the bill slashed in half. Guess your Portuguese must be coming on in leaps and bounds. Thanks for all the photos . Brazil sounds like a definite on any cruiser's travels !
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