So we went to Paraty this weekend - a mere 260 odd kilometres along the coast. And the coast is pretty spectacular. Every few miles there is some delightful beach or other - You could easily make a day of the journey. Wonderful.
This weekend was the feast of Corpus Christi - and a long weekend for most of us. We heeded advice and got up at the crack of dawn to hit the road while most of the snoozing Cariocas were still fast asleep. Sound advice indeed - even if getting up in the morning is about as appealing as punching yourself in the face.
|I knew one day I´d end up at Magnus again|
|Our room was just up the stairs.|
|Ok - Buggy over cobbles is easier than buggy through the flood...|