This place is seriously incredible. And I'm convinced that the fourth picture in that line may or may not have been Michael Jackson's place (he did allegedly own a place in Floripa), that or some other filthy rich millionaire. It inspires me to go to school and get a good degree... man this would be a cool place to call home.
We have had several cool adventures while we've been here. We went in to town and did some shopping and explored the city on one of the days, which was cool. A little too touristy for my liking but it was definitely gorgeous. I ended up getting a few "trinkets" from a talented street vendor who claimed to have killed the snake whose skin he used in his artwork... and having met him, I totally believe it. The guy was a badass, and gave me a sweet handmade peace sign necklace which unfortunately came off while bodysurfing today. I was actually rather upset about that, but what did I expect.
That night, Dallas and I had a hell of an adventure. After doing some drinking and night swimming down by the beach close to our condo, we decided to go wreak havoc upon the Jurere area. I'm not going to go into details, because this is a story better told between friends who would appreciate my crazy side, and not necessarily details I would love to share with the public or want my teachers knowing... let's just say it involved multiple security guards, a sea turtle, and multiple adrenaline rushes. Hit me up if you want details.
The next morning we set out for an amazing, difficult hike to an absolutely gorgeous beach. It was about half an hour dead uphill to the summit, and another half down to a secluded beach. I have to admit, it was quite a difficult hike, and I was sweating bullets. But it was badass to say the least, and we hauled ass through the jungle to get to this prime destination. Possibly my favorite beach I had ever been to.
While we were there, we had an amazing time. It was a world-class beach, with perfect blue waves rolling in at just the perfect height for bodysurfing, the sand stretching on for a while, and all tucked within this gorgeous, secluded cove with very few other people there. It was heaven on earth.
While we were there, Dallas and I decided to climb this huge, seriously steep hill that was off the right side of the beach. It was a hell of a trek; very tiring, steep, and ballsy. When we got up to the top, there were these awesome rocks that stretched out like fingers or planks overlooking the beach below. It was easily one of my favorite places I have been in all my life. Currently waiting on Dallas for photos of us up there, but they are sweet. Below is a photo of the peak itself. If you look closely you can see the jagged rocks up at the top.
Today was excellent. We were given a "free day" by our professors, so I just woke up, did my registration for Spring Quarter, and then Dallas and I headed to Mole, the beach we went to the first day where there's the picture of us from the back looking out over the water. The intention was to surf, but it was so extremely windy that we had to take refuge around the side of some beach-shop shack and wait it out. May not have seemed like fun, but it was an absolute blast. After the weather cleared up a bit, we got a couple drinks at some beachside bars (including possibly the greatest cocktail I have ever had) and hung out, enjoying the life.
Only complaint: I have so many fucking mosquito bites that it is hard to sleep. It's actually really shitty.
Other than that, life is great.
Missing everyone back at home, hope all is well and I'm really looking forward to seeing all my friends and family again.
~2/22/13
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