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31.08.2012
Time to say Good-bye again
Almost two weeks after we arrived in this beautifully calm and friendly place we'll set the sails again and head further south, to Salvador de Bahía. Or to be more precise: we're first heading directly to the island Itaparica in the bay of Salvador before we go to Salvador on saturday to buy some stuff for the boat and pick-up our next guest on sunday, sept. 9th.
I had a great time here. As always, it got better the longer we stayed here because we started to get to know the other sailors here and knew our way around. We even found out how to go from here directly to the center of Joao Pessoa with the bus for less than €1. Especially I loved having so many french people around. That's back from my childhood, when my dad used to work in Paris and I had the chance to live there for 2 years as well and after that go there very often. France was my second home, I love the sound of the language in my ears. Until dad moved to LA and LA became my second home and I guess it will be that until the rest of my life.
I know it's time to go on and I very much look forward to the better beaches in the south and to all that's waiting there to be discovered. However I had found another preliminary home here. And I have special memories cause it is my first landfall in Brazil and the first real contact with the (northern) Brazilian culture. And so many unique and lovely people we met.
It started with the bus ride to Cabedelo. The shocks and the breaks were not the newest and cried under the ralley type of driving of the bus driver. As we have found out in the meantime all busdrivers here are ralley drivers who constantly work on improving by testing the latest moment to hit the breaks at about 90km/h to come to an almost complete stop at the bus station or wherever someone is standing around who seems to be waiting for a bus. Today we had the express version of ralley driving. Shocks and brakes must have been new - the bus was not. Who cares. You pay 2,30 reais per entry to the bus (about 90c), no matter how far you go. End Cabedelo to end Joao Pessoa are about 15km.
Then there was Silvio from customs. He spoke very good english, was a happy, friendly man who was so kind to lead us to the sailing national training sailing ship and who showed us pictures of a confiscated Lambourghini. One of the richest man from this area here tried to import it illegally - and customs took it, but not without testdriving it and taking pictures of it - which we saw.
In Cabedelo there was the first self service "restaurant" we went to. Actually it was a place for workers going for lunch, cheap, all you can eat and food not too bad, but of course simple, local food (meat) and some spaghettig. Self service restaurants are very popular here and usually you pay per weight. We did that in Recife, very good food and with 3 drinks we payed €8 for two, not bad. Back to the one in Cabedelo: the guy who ran the place (we had to give him the €4per person in the end) refused to give me a coke. He made me sit down with the others and then came with a choice of the typical suco (natural juice, fresh mad from the fruit without any artifical addings). He brought pineapple, cajú, goiaba, papaya, mango. He was very happy that I liked the sucos and kept on bringing more. You saw the picture of the cups we had in the end. He loved having foreigners in his place, was so lovely to us. And the workers with their helmets on next to us. Unforgettable.
From Cabedelo the train ride back to Jacaré. Kids jumping on the railway just before the electric, heavy train came. A train that looks loke from 50yrs ago, and like being a transport for pigs with the gated windows. A train softly swinging from side to side when in motion and constantly honking like a huge freighter cause people cross the railway everywhere and there is no gate to stop cars when the train is approaching.
Joao Pessoa and Recife center being big zones of one store next to each other, orderd by type of sold goods in areas. So one part where you can only get mattresses, the next only cloth, the next only clothes etc. Makes shopping easy. All pretty cheap, and not the typical shopping miles that nowadas you find in all cities in the world, making the shopping the same, interchangeable experience in wht whole world. So we really enjoyed the local spirit and culture in the shopping experience. Only the C&A store in J.P. was a bit confusing...
In the artesanial market in J.P. we learned that very typical for Brzil seem to be pure cotton clothes and fabrics and tablecloths and cloths with embroidery (Stickerei) on it. Beautiful pieces, only we were not in need of anything. Well, we bought natural table sets for the days when we do not need our wonderful sticky ones.
Coco frio cost an average of 35c here. That is a fesh, young (green) coconut, cut a hole in it, put a straw in it and there you are. Can't get any fresher. In FdN we paid €2 for it.
I could just continue writing about all those little things that we saw and appreciated. The guy plaing the Bolero in the sunset at Jacaré beach, the young kids on the horse trying to make the cows move, cows, donkeys and horses who pass by here in the marina by themselves, wooden carts pulled from horses and donkey still being a means of transportation of goods like bricks, wood etc. in contrary to the guys who own their motor boats here, who come for a couple of hours on one day at the weekend with their Porsche (the donkey walking past it) just make a short ride with their boat. On the weekend the people of the sport boat maarina next door are busy bringin all the motor boats to the water and then the same day or next day back out - with a tractor and a hanger. Strange scenes.
Tonight the owner of the marina here had cooked "Fejada braileira" for all the poats (of course we had to pay a bit). The girl who works for him had prepared the tables in a long row and a little buffet. It was a wonderful idea and this way we got to know the other sailors who are here at the moment. Mostly french. I sat next to french and talked to them in french - not too fluent, but they got the message. I could understand most of what they said. I will write more about our §neighbours tomorrow". Now I have to put the precooked Chili con carne into glasses and go to bed. We will head out here early tomorrow mornig and need to do some preparations in the morning still. I will miss the place. As a good-bye I sat in the pool for half an hour this afternoon. Good night.
I had a great time here. As always, it got better the longer we stayed here because we started to get to know the other sailors here and knew our way around. We even found out how to go from here directly to the center of Joao Pessoa with the bus for less than €1. Especially I loved having so many french people around. That's back from my childhood, when my dad used to work in Paris and I had the chance to live there for 2 years as well and after that go there very often. France was my second home, I love the sound of the language in my ears. Until dad moved to LA and LA became my second home and I guess it will be that until the rest of my life.
I know it's time to go on and I very much look forward to the better beaches in the south and to all that's waiting there to be discovered. However I had found another preliminary home here. And I have special memories cause it is my first landfall in Brazil and the first real contact with the (northern) Brazilian culture. And so many unique and lovely people we met.
It started with the bus ride to Cabedelo. The shocks and the breaks were not the newest and cried under the ralley type of driving of the bus driver. As we have found out in the meantime all busdrivers here are ralley drivers who constantly work on improving by testing the latest moment to hit the breaks at about 90km/h to come to an almost complete stop at the bus station or wherever someone is standing around who seems to be waiting for a bus. Today we had the express version of ralley driving. Shocks and brakes must have been new - the bus was not. Who cares. You pay 2,30 reais per entry to the bus (about 90c), no matter how far you go. End Cabedelo to end Joao Pessoa are about 15km.
Then there was Silvio from customs. He spoke very good english, was a happy, friendly man who was so kind to lead us to the sailing national training sailing ship and who showed us pictures of a confiscated Lambourghini. One of the richest man from this area here tried to import it illegally - and customs took it, but not without testdriving it and taking pictures of it - which we saw.
In Cabedelo there was the first self service "restaurant" we went to. Actually it was a place for workers going for lunch, cheap, all you can eat and food not too bad, but of course simple, local food (meat) and some spaghettig. Self service restaurants are very popular here and usually you pay per weight. We did that in Recife, very good food and with 3 drinks we payed €8 for two, not bad. Back to the one in Cabedelo: the guy who ran the place (we had to give him the €4per person in the end) refused to give me a coke. He made me sit down with the others and then came with a choice of the typical suco (natural juice, fresh mad from the fruit without any artifical addings). He brought pineapple, cajú, goiaba, papaya, mango. He was very happy that I liked the sucos and kept on bringing more. You saw the picture of the cups we had in the end. He loved having foreigners in his place, was so lovely to us. And the workers with their helmets on next to us. Unforgettable.
From Cabedelo the train ride back to Jacaré. Kids jumping on the railway just before the electric, heavy train came. A train that looks loke from 50yrs ago, and like being a transport for pigs with the gated windows. A train softly swinging from side to side when in motion and constantly honking like a huge freighter cause people cross the railway everywhere and there is no gate to stop cars when the train is approaching.
Joao Pessoa and Recife center being big zones of one store next to each other, orderd by type of sold goods in areas. So one part where you can only get mattresses, the next only cloth, the next only clothes etc. Makes shopping easy. All pretty cheap, and not the typical shopping miles that nowadas you find in all cities in the world, making the shopping the same, interchangeable experience in wht whole world. So we really enjoyed the local spirit and culture in the shopping experience. Only the C&A store in J.P. was a bit confusing...
In the artesanial market in J.P. we learned that very typical for Brzil seem to be pure cotton clothes and fabrics and tablecloths and cloths with embroidery (Stickerei) on it. Beautiful pieces, only we were not in need of anything. Well, we bought natural table sets for the days when we do not need our wonderful sticky ones.
Coco frio cost an average of 35c here. That is a fesh, young (green) coconut, cut a hole in it, put a straw in it and there you are. Can't get any fresher. In FdN we paid €2 for it.
I could just continue writing about all those little things that we saw and appreciated. The guy plaing the Bolero in the sunset at Jacaré beach, the young kids on the horse trying to make the cows move, cows, donkeys and horses who pass by here in the marina by themselves, wooden carts pulled from horses and donkey still being a means of transportation of goods like bricks, wood etc. in contrary to the guys who own their motor boats here, who come for a couple of hours on one day at the weekend with their Porsche (the donkey walking past it) just make a short ride with their boat. On the weekend the people of the sport boat maarina next door are busy bringin all the motor boats to the water and then the same day or next day back out - with a tractor and a hanger. Strange scenes.
Tonight the owner of the marina here had cooked "Fejada braileira" for all the poats (of course we had to pay a bit). The girl who works for him had prepared the tables in a long row and a little buffet. It was a wonderful idea and this way we got to know the other sailors who are here at the moment. Mostly french. I sat next to french and talked to them in french - not too fluent, but they got the message. I could understand most of what they said. I will write more about our §neighbours tomorrow". Now I have to put the precooked Chili con carne into glasses and go to bed. We will head out here early tomorrow mornig and need to do some preparations in the morning still. I will miss the place. As a good-bye I sat in the pool for half an hour this afternoon. Good night.
27.08.2012
Jacaré - Joao Pessoa and Recife pictures
I have added the pictures of the towns / cities here in the Photogallery:
Jacaré - Cabedelo: http://sailing.smichah.de/#14.20
Joao Pessoa: http://sailing.smichah.de/#15.0
Recife: http://sailing.smichah.de/#16.0
Text will follow soon. Here an extract of pictures:
At the harbour: Marine sailing school ship and Mercedes trcuks with "Hamburg Sued" containers
Joao Pessoa
Recife
Music is everywhere.....
Jacaré - Cabedelo: http://sailing.smichah.de/#14.20
Joao Pessoa: http://sailing.smichah.de/#15.0
Recife: http://sailing.smichah.de/#16.0
Text will follow soon. Here an extract of pictures:
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| View to Jacaré Boat club |
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| Jacaré Marina Village |
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| Water taxi |
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| Alita with sunsail |
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| Famous river restaurats and cruise |
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| Local means of transportation |
Joao Pessoa
Recife
Music is everywhere.....
26.08.2012
Bem vindo ao Fernando de Noronha
Which means:
“Welcome to Fernando de Noronha”. Oh how I loved to read these words as we set
foot on land in the harbour after the tough days on the sea at the crossing of
the Atlantic. I was amazed we all walked straight the minute we stepped out of “little
Alita”, our dinghy. I had expected to fall around. Only Eva was a bit landsick
for about 15 minutes – she missed the tossing and turning. ;-)
It was 8.30
in the morning as we stepped into the office of the marine officials to
officially check in. It was the friendliest welcome I had ever experienced in a
marina office, all was so clean and the people spoke a bit English. They asked
us if we’d come from Cabo Verde. Bingo. It seems rare that boats from across
the atlantic arrive, it took them a while to gather the necessary officials
from around the island and to look for the papers that we needed to fill out. 1
hrs later we had officially travelled into Brazil, with stamps in our passports
although books said this is not possible. This moment felt so great. The only
thing left was the official registration of Alita through customs. This can
only be done on the mainland. And the check-out from FdN the day before we
leave.
The friendly
harbour official have us a map (which shows the only road over FdN) and offered
us the rent of a Buggy for $100 reais / day (40 EUR/day). Having been sitting
around for so long we preferred to walk to the next town, which was 1,5km away.
The overwhelming friendliness for sure is something which characterizes the
Brazilian people. They help you before you know you need help. But they are
also very proud. A denial of help is easily taken personal. With what we
experience here it is hard to imagine that robbery is such a big problem in the
country. So far I did not feel unsafe – for sure not in FdN, not here or in
Joao Pessoa or Recife.
Fernando de
Noronha is a beautiful protected world natural reserve – and that comes with
many restrictions. You can’t hike, snorkel, swim, dive or go horseback riding
where you want to. Some areas can only be accessed with tours, some can’t be
accessed at all. It’s for the good, for the nature and its inhabitants though.
You have to be able to understand Portuguese though to understand the
restrictions – and to make your way around. No one speaks any other language –
besides hand and body language. Same here on the mainland. My Spanish does help
me in understanding and I picked up enough Portuguese now to be able to
communicate what I want. Of course I use the chance of being here to learn as
much Portuguese as possible.
What you
find when you land on the island is peace and beauty.
The max. 475 tourists a
day sleep in Pousadas which fit into the landscape. I did not see any big
building our outstanding modern architecture, which I find very charming. Only
the one main street is paved, the rest is sand, very rocky with deep holes and
the island consist of many hills.
That explains why 90% of transportation takes
place in VW buggys – usually wrecked ones. Loved it.
All houses, restaurants
are simple but clean and no stress. The first beach where we landed in the
afternoon of the first day already took our breath away and that was only the
beginning.
Clear water, calm seas, palm trees and coco frio. What more can you
expect? A true paradise. An expensive one. Just to be at anchor cost us EUR
70/day plus a tourist tax of about EUR15/day – and that does not give you
electricity or water or a pier…
The whole
island is ecological. So they say. That means all natural. Example? Ecological
horses (for horsebackriding) means the horses are tied on a long rope somewhere
in the green and feed themselves from all the green around them. I went
horsebackriding and they first had to find the nearest horses (mine was a
wonderful horse) for the guide and me. The horses all look very healthy, some
are “parked ´” with breathtaking views. See here, and look at the horse in the
back overlooking the bay.
The fauna
is most characterized by the sea birds (mostly fregatta
and white
fern (Trinta-réis-branco (Gygis alba))
and
DOLPHINS (spinnerdolphins (Stenella longirostris)). Visit
this page for more information about flora and fauna of FdN: http://www.ecology.info/fernando-de-noronha-ecology.htm
About 1500
dolphins are said to have their domicil there. You can go to the Dolphin
lookout (“mirrador de golfinhos”)
and see nothing or just stay at anchor, eat breakfast and have hundreds of them swimming, playing and jumping nearby. We had almost given up in seeing dolphins when that happened. We left our breakfast, I grabbed the camera, we jumped into little Alita and drove over there, turned the motor off and enjoyed being amongst those at least 100 dolphins. Wouldn’t you have done the same thing? Thank god they came into a not restricted area ;-) The best shot that lives only in my head was when that one dolphin decided to give us a private show and jumped up high directly next to our little boat. I thought that for sure will flood our boat, but we were lucky. The guy was not more than 3m away! Dolphins like to play with boats and show that they are faster. So their biggest fun was when we drove fast (direction back to Alita), they were all around us, mostly swimming ahead of us until we were too far away from the group.
and see nothing or just stay at anchor, eat breakfast and have hundreds of them swimming, playing and jumping nearby. We had almost given up in seeing dolphins when that happened. We left our breakfast, I grabbed the camera, we jumped into little Alita and drove over there, turned the motor off and enjoyed being amongst those at least 100 dolphins. Wouldn’t you have done the same thing? Thank god they came into a not restricted area ;-) The best shot that lives only in my head was when that one dolphin decided to give us a private show and jumped up high directly next to our little boat. I thought that for sure will flood our boat, but we were lucky. The guy was not more than 3m away! Dolphins like to play with boats and show that they are faster. So their biggest fun was when we drove fast (direction back to Alita), they were all around us, mostly swimming ahead of us until we were too far away from the group.
What else
characterizes Fernando de Noronha? Only one place sells poorly made postcards,
food portions are usually for two people, Acaí is the national ice cream dish,
Buggys all over, every day rain, rolly and windy anchorage (unable to use it in
the main season as the ITZC moves lower and brings wind and high waves from
north east), fresh water (spring fountain water) shower at the beach, coconuts
all over, Noronha skink (Trachylepsis atlantica), the rat of Fernando de
Noronha, beautiful sea fish, fresh bread in the supermarket only a night,
internet only when you’re lucky, Air France terminal
which is used as home for local artists, beautifully green volcano island with lots of places to go snorkeling.
A place to go and a place to come back (when you have enough money). Absolutely loved it, and now I am spoiled! I hated to leave, but it was time to go.
which is used as home for local artists, beautifully green volcano island with lots of places to go snorkeling.
A place to go and a place to come back (when you have enough money). Absolutely loved it, and now I am spoiled! I hated to leave, but it was time to go.
The two
days from FdN to Cabedelo were a good sail against the wind, I enjoyed it.
After the paradise I even felt good enough to cook a steak the first night and
an onion/ham quiche the second evening! I could feel that even Alita was
anxious to get a rest in a harbour though. She did her best to go as smooth as
possible through the waves of up to 4m but couldn’t help pounding into the wave
with the bow with a huge splash and bang, making it a bit more noisy for the
ones trying to sleep. Long before we could see the land the sea changed the colour
from dark blue to turcoise / green, showing us we had gone from thousands of
meters of depth to 25m depth. That was the point when our breakfast dolphins
showed up again. A different species than in FdN, a lot bigger. For about an
hour they swam with us. As we were going against wind and wave and had reefed
our sails down in order not to arrive too early (we needed the tide to be at
low so we would not have to enter the river against the stream of max. 3 knots)
the dolphins almost fell asleep going at our not-speed of about 3 knots…Then
came the moment where we saw the first buildings – skyscrapers of Joao Pessoa
and tall storage building in the harbour of Cabedelo.
You can see
Jacarè in that map:
We entered
the Rio de Paraíba, also a natural reserve area. Tourists come here to enjoy
holidays or weekends with the chance to have both: ocean and river. A tourist
restaurant mile here in Jacaré is known and highly frequented for sunset river
boat cruises with group dancing and the highlight is Saxaphonist on a paddle
boat who plays the Bolero (from Ravel) every day at sunset. Great, this way we
always know what time it is when we’re on board…
Jacaré is
part of the area of Cabedelo (see: http://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cabedelo)
where we had to check in our boat at the harbour marine and the customs.
Silvio, the guy from customs, was very sweet and became our friend. He gave us
helmets and lead us the way to the beautiful national marine training sailing
boat “Cisne branko” (white swan), a 3 mast who happened to be in the harbour –
usually not accessible to people from the street. ;-)
Look at the german blog, you'll find a picture with sails up.
Read more
about Jacaré – Cabedelo – Joao Pessoa and Recife in the next blog entry with
pictures. Coming up soon…
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