The days were spent swimming, reading and walking along the edge of the sea. During the nights we returned to our cabin full of twisting wooden posts, yin yangs and other nice touches. With samba music playing and caparinhas in hand, we cooked a variety of dishes on the grill. The first night was our interpretation of the famous Churrasca (barbeque) of steak and chicken. We also cooked rice with some rubbery shellfish we found on the beach. The next night was fish donated by the fishermen we met and a pizza that became a mushy calzone after falling through the grill.
Since I wrote last I have been trying to take advantage of all my remaining time in Brazil (less than a month left). I've gone kayaking, taken my first samba and salsa dance lessons, and tried to make it to the beach as much as possible. I've also turned 21 which included a party at my host parents house.
Over twenty-five people from the States, Brazil, Chile, Mexico, Columbia, Poland, and Germany fit into our little house for the birthdays of me and my roommate Lucky, who's birthday is one day later than mine. There was crab soup, squid pasta, fish, oysters, shrimp and mussels all freshly caught. After midnight there was a cake and I handed over the birthday status to Lucky and the festivities continued until morning.
Unlike my other posts, this time I have no photos to share after getting sand in my camera but I have borrowed a few from my dear friend Maria.
Seafood Feast
The twenty-first Birthday Party-goers
Praia de Rosa
