So left Sampa on a rainy day with the 3 girls met in Sao Paulo. Did the overnight bus, and arrived to beautiful Florpia on the 3rd Jan
Arrived at our great hostel - called Tucano house www.tucanohouse.com and were promptly invited to a pool party by the folks running the hostel. Each day activities get arranged for the guests and luckily for us we arrived on one of the first sunny days in a while!
Pool party is basically an outdoorsy type club called P12 - with pools, areas for lounging, sofas, chairs and outside bars, music playing etc. Great - when sun is shining of course! Its sitatuated right on the beach, and so attendees have the luxury of either chilling on the beach, or around the pool! It was awesome!See: www.parador12.com.br
We spent the day chilling out on the beach with our fellow backpackers - awesome mix of fun people, from all corners of the globe - plus lots of brazilians. Night time hit and we went back into the pool area and just had an awesome night of swimming, dancing, laughing, drinking and general partying. Met loads of cool people, and it was an absolute blast! The club is pretty swish, and even had the odd guest arriving by helicopter. Women on the beach/at the pool in Brazil wear practically nothing, and I dont even think normal bikini bottoms are for sale here - the fullest butt cover is something which resembles a childs bikini. All women: short/tall/thin/fat/curvy, wear thongs/g-strings or something slightly larger than a g-string - its fabulous I say! I am scouting for the perfect brazilian bikini of my own... At the club we saw some seriously stunning woman, and as a western girl I must admit I felt hideous!!! But throughout the day I kept on devouring nuggets of philosophical quotes likes - "beauty is only skin deep, beauty is the eye of the beholder etc"...however by the end of the day, fuelled by more alcohol my thinking went a little wayward, and I just kept on saying to myself that the prettiest girls with the sexiest butts, pumped up breasts and luscious long hair were definitely air-headed sluts. Sluts. So there. You might be the stunning - but you're a slut. That made me feel better temporarily, but what really numbed the pain from being in the class of flawed Western fatties with shit butts, no boobs and a gifted with no sense of dance rythmn - was the delicious caiparihnas which I drank recklessly! Unfortunately all good things come to an end, and our hostel Host eventually rounded us all up like cattle and shunted is back into the bus home! It certainly was an awesome day though - what a nice welcome to Floripa!
For the days that followed at Tucano house, the party vibe certainly stayed..daytimes were filled with activities such as beach going, island trips, hikes etc and nights were filled with partying. I stayed at Tucano house for 6 days in total - in that 6 days, I went to the pool party twice, went to a beach party on another, a house party at the hostel owners place and on the last eve went to an awesome bar which had a Samba Band playing, and everyone dancing...dancing amazingly!!! It was great to watch and after a bit (read: 6 caiparinhas) of dutch courage even tried a bit of Samba myself.. I had quite a few willing teachers!
The Island is quite huge, like 560km in circumfrance - so there is SO much to do. Anyway - had to say a fond farewell to my fellow Tucanos and set off for my next adventure...Staying at a couch surfing host - AKA a guy I met on an online website dedicated to connecting travellers world wide where you get to stay at people's house for free!
So I set off with some vague directions to stay with an American dude who lives here on another part of the island, who had agreed to host me for 3 days!
More stories to follow!
Gypsy - signing out!
xoxoxo
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