On our last day in Paraty we took a boat tour to some beaches and islands nearby. It was mostly cloudy again and rained on the way back but it was still a very pleasant afternoon. We met an unusual older fellow on the trip. He told us that he used to be an unemployed stone cutter (read quarry man?) in Paris until his parents died and left him quite a lot of money. Now all he does is travel 4 or 5 months of the year and write books about his true passion, architecture. Apparently, he’s just finished writing about the traditional huts of some specific tribe in Brazil but he hopes to start work on adobe architecture in East Africa soon. We talked to him for about an hour and then he ambled to another part of the boat.
On the way back we saw a few good places to buy a personal island. I believe the one in this photo is a fancy restaurant. If you make a reservation, they send a chauffeur in a boat to collect you from town.
Overall, in spite of the poor weather, we enjoyed Paraty a lot. There were a few tourists but it wasn’t swarming (though it will be soon as I just found out that it is a film location for the new Twilight movie) and the old town is just so freakin' charming. We could have stayed happily for weeks. But no, we have a lot of ground to cover. Time to move on.
On last picture, my pasty white self gracefully diving off the boat. No Brazilian sun to turn me into a bronzed god yet. Will that ever happen? Stay tuned to find out! (The water was also a little colder than I would have liked. The Arabian Gulf has ruined swimming for me around the world.)
On the way back we saw a few good places to buy a personal island. I believe the one in this photo is a fancy restaurant. If you make a reservation, they send a chauffeur in a boat to collect you from town.
Overall, in spite of the poor weather, we enjoyed Paraty a lot. There were a few tourists but it wasn’t swarming (though it will be soon as I just found out that it is a film location for the new Twilight movie) and the old town is just so freakin' charming. We could have stayed happily for weeks. But no, we have a lot of ground to cover. Time to move on.
On last picture, my pasty white self gracefully diving off the boat. No Brazilian sun to turn me into a bronzed god yet. Will that ever happen? Stay tuned to find out! (The water was also a little colder than I would have liked. The Arabian Gulf has ruined swimming for me around the world.)
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