Paraty

Hi guys,

Ollies busy fiddling with his many gadgets, I´m bored sat waiting for him so thought I´d update.

Where were we? Oh yeah hung over after the gay ball, well as you guys know we missed the welcome meeting for this trip, our attendance rate got much worse when we missed the meeting meal set for that night (we did have important things to do like use the internet). Our guilt increased as we met them on the way back to the hotel all holding hands - new best buddies; ain´t it sweet. However our charm and GREAT personalities got us back on track and we also have many ´new best buddies´

So there are 22 travellers on the truck ´Cameron´with tour guides Luca and Mac (I call him big mac cos he´s massive -in the fat sense). Arrived at Paraty at teatime, an old colonial town 286km south Rio very touristy, but pretty. First night we had a group meal (sticky over cooked pasta with bacon type sauce that had no flavour - that group ain´t cooking again) we then got allocated tents. These tents are green, mouldy smelling and small and will be our home for the next 5 months. Great. To round off a lovely meal the brazilian weather didn´t let us down by giving us a great lightening show with about 6 hours of torrential rain. The capsite was a lake and our beautiful smelly tent leaked so much we went to bed under a shower of rain water. So wet clothes on, wet bags to lie beside, muddy feet and no room to even breathe, we spent our first night overlanding.

I woke up in a great mood - dirty, smelly, no sleep and nothing dry to put on.

But, the sun sensing my wrath has done nothing but shine its glorious face off of the past two days. We´ve done a group boat trip with snorkeling (tropical fish and everything) and a day on the beach and now I´ve decided its too hot. I can´t drink enough water to keep up with the sweat, and Ollie is quite embarassing with his glowing redness. What, all we Brits do is complain - never?!

So off to Igazu Falls tomorrow morning, at 9am, having packed up our smelly green home.

dee x