With riot warnings, we expected some delays coming into Belem, we didn’t see any actual action but at times the traffic was slow. I wasn’t too sure of the hostel name, I just knew it was Hotel Amazonia or Amazonia Hostel this was actually important because the Hotel Amazonia had the following quote in the lonely planet, “Not to be confused with the hostel of nearly the same name, this cramped grim hotel etc…”
Well, we were supposed to be stopping for the day in Natividade, we were all shattered as bush camp accidentally found us in a garage turned local disco where music was pounding, vibrating the tents until about 5am the next morning. Earplugs didn’t help. Everything was shut in Natividade so we voted to leave early for our next destination.
After leaving the hustle and bustle of the city, arriving into Lençois was quiet the change, narrow cobbled streets, colourful houses, low electricity cables and little clue of where the campsite was made for some challenging moves but in true Scott style we arrived safe and sound.
The east coast of Brazil gives us time to relax, chilling out on some of the worlds best beaches, first stop was a small fishing town called Itaunas and for a change there was not a lot on the agenda. En route was the first of 5 birthdays all in a couple of weeks, so I cooked Andy his choice of curry.
Leaving the nice double bed and air conditioned room of Rio was a shock to the system, back on board Frida we took a very scenic route north in the direction of Teresópolis to start the second leg of our trip, the exploratory side.
Half way point of our already amazing adventure around South America, we were driving into Rio De Janeiro and you could feel the excitement on the truck, people pointing out various buildings but mainly looking for Christo on the hill, he eventually showed his face but it was very small from where we were.