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Wednesday, 7 November 2012
So, How have we all been? What we did in a week in MG.
So it seems I'm back in the mood to continue with my contribution to the internet. Lets face it - if I don't it simply might not get done.
Where to begin? Well, we went to Minas Gerais - I can definitely recommend that. One week with the family eating, drinking etc. Our whistle stop tour was as follows:
Hired car - drove to Bela Horizonte (bloody miles)
Stopped at Estalagem do mirante in Brumadinho for three nights for great food, marvellous hospitality, really bloody dangererous steps for kids and a view to gloat about for years to come. In fact, repeatedly risking the lives of your young ones is most definitely worth it.
And The Pool
Visited Inhotim. - Without doubt the most impressive collection of Art installations and Botanical Gardens I have ever seen. Go there before you die. (the website says it all). It needs at least two days of your life, but with a 3 year old and a baby, and delightfully blistering heat, you might be tempted to axe the second day. We were. In fact we did. What a bunch of plebs.
Our lad's favourite. Beetles in the grass.
Went to Ouro Preto. Did all the stuff you do there, including trying to drink all of their artisanal beer. Not sure about the taste of any of it to be honest, but it turned pushing the buggy on the bastard cobbles into a total pisstake. Think Paraty but with slopes in every direction.
Pint Of Backer's please - oh how I miss the Horse and Groom...
Went to Tiradentes. Did the train ride, and the horse and cart. Both supplied much joy to all, not least are uncontrollably excited 3 year old madman. Drank fancy Cachaça and finally began to understand what all the fuss was about.
Drove back to Rio.
If you have a week to kill there are a whole load of worse things you could do......
Or you could just stay at home and get stuck into one of these..... That stuff on the beach might never be the same...