Brazil

so.. think i almost forgot i was writing this thing.. whats been happeneing.. the truck the kids.. have i seen anything.. oh yeah i have!
I´ve seen some great coast lines, a pirate town which was pretty amazing.. i loved it but unfortunately i didnt see any pirates... many parrots though, maybe there had been a mass culling... some long hours on the truck then..

I went to check out iguazu falls.. amazing.. the brazillian side wins over the argentinian side but all in all it was pretty spectacular.

Done a whole load of camping.. the back was handling it but my brain wasnt handling the essex accents that woke up to on a daily basis.. that´d be 2 members of the toucan tour.

With alot of umming and arring i decided that i didnt want my memories of south america to be scarred of essex accents and with an independent mind as i have i decided i had to go solo on this trip. A harsh decision some might say as i have paid alot of money for this but its a decision i had to go with. I mean i had just spent 10 days in the hands of natives.. literally! oops.. and i loved it... as part of a tour you are seperated from the natives and it sucks.. you dont even need to know when to toilet.. they tell you.. or at least it felt that way. Having sat down with the tour leader a good aussie bloke and the driver they fed me some wine and encouraged me to take what i could from the tour as we do cover some amazing ground.. so i chose to take that route and leave them for a week.. re join them for the good bits and take time out again.. its a good decision i think.

So here i am.. i escaped to a surfing island.. ummm.. interesting bunch as any surfing lover can imagine, no cars all sand tracks.. its rained alot and i have read alot, its off Paranagua, int he south coast of Brazil.. a small island called Ilha do Mel. typically its sunny as i go on the internet...

i have been here for 4 days and today having spoken to myself a little too often today i think i need to leave.. i head on a 30 hour bus journey to Salta in Argentina, bring on the valium... thats where the group are.. so lets see what my reception is like having obviously left as i find them all quite difficult.. ha! i tell ya.. its better than any reality tv thing this.. and the stories i have of me going solo.. geeze.. i cant publish those! until soon omegos! i enter the world of gouchos... ye ha!

well jesus..its been a mighty few,days but one thats opened my eyes to being a ray myers of this world..well at least a female version.

Met a couple of great brazillians, sandro and bernai, have been in the finest of hands for almost a week now and i am feeling a little sorry to leave. Sandro a pretty lovely guy with a heart of gold has taken me in, fed me the finest brazillian cuisine on his wooden cooker outside under a banana tree. Heºs looked after me with my bad portuguese and filled me in on a life that is so very different to my own.His home on the edge of the cliff, perfect to watch the sun rise..its amazng, monkeys of about 20 in his tree each morning waiting for their banana...mad! A pet dog named Black in portuguses, see i cant even remember that! his has been at my heels for the past week..i love him too!

Bernai also a great man..Sandros sidekick it would seem and although has no english at all i have formed a great little relationship with...totally beaut of a man.

So i ask them to take me to this town they have been talking about..miles from here down the coast..we hire a car and we head for the green hills and turquise waters...

Porto da Galinghas... its the tale youºve all heard of my crossing of rivers, 3 to be exact however the same one in loops..them teasing me of alligators in the swampland andthe piranas underfoot.. not today i later found out t was the conga eels that are to befeared..alot of dope is smoked at every opportunity in Brazil..andits a wonderful thing...their days are spent or soit seemed on our trip of doing the finest job ever to entertain me inbetween stopping at everyones house along the way and eating with them and also rolling a fat joint...

So here in porto we did this big trip, i insisted when the water in the river got to neck level that we take the boat as i was fearing a massive piranha attack..i could almost hear them like in that film! ha!

It was great, coconuts from the tree to drink..strolling bare foot through the jungle pretty much.

Theres been a fair amount of rain so when we left yesterday i found myself getting the car stuck in deep mud whilst trying to leave the place..in typical fashion i had 2 blokes screaming at me to drive another way but i obviously didnt know what they were saying a rolled straight into a bog....

out on foot you sank aove the ankle...great!
pretty amusing though...their disappearance today with the car that i hired made me question them..i returned hours later to find it cleaned polished and themtaking me to the airport in it later on..totally didnt expect that!

Theres a whole lot of give here...well at least with the few really special lot i have been fortunate to meet...i have yet to embrace the bronx of brazil..i have been in stoneville for 3weeks..these lot are too stoned to chase and steal anything.

I did hear that they would give you their left arm..and when you are given it..youºve an extra left arm forlife... i like that! iºve got 3 now!

well.. once again i find myself stuck. I am in Praia da Pipa a beautiful dolphin filled watered place that fits the tourism brochure perfectly. Its a little more commercial than Canoa but still thats not much.

My friend Zandro, a great flatpack brazillian from Sao Paulo is doing a great job of giving me a tour of the sights. Flat pack i mean as there are 70% flatpack brazillias.. so lovely you could fold them up and put them in your bag.. thats also as theyre quite small.

Still nothing suprises me in this country, i have been travelling with a britsih guy Jamie whom yesterday left for sao paulo, i asked for a room alone and got in at midnight to find i am sharing it with a young lady from Montreal.. good to know the valuables are safe. Its a little like the other evening as jamie and i returned to our shared room they were carrying out emergency repare work to the drainage system in our bathroom... funny.

So i am still in this town.. stuck within its beauty, partying the nights away and dreaming the days. Its beautiful in many ways and i am torn to leave every place i have gone so far and the friends i have made in these places...must go and swim with those lovely creatures.

nothing really to say.. i was fortunate to win some money from BA by them over booking and bribing me to fly the next day by paying me lots of money.. so i did! how great.

I flew to Sao Paulo, stayed in a beaut hotel with my winnings, drank some capriochas (?) with a brazillian business man that lived in Kent and this morning i flew to Forteleza. This place is abit skyscraper mad but a great place to now get out of quickly and head to some remote hippy lands where the music and beaches are all they live off.

My first viewing of the beach today made me smile. A young lady with her ass hanging out and some peachy cheeks bronzed to the max followed by the most insanely fit blokes one can cast their eyes on.. 7 at least ran past me at seperate inetrvals with these incredible muscles attached to their chest.. i was amazed.. i thought australians cared alot for their bodies.. these guys shit on them!

So thats it. all i can say.. i must go.. its hot! x