Sao Luis, Brazil
Sao Joao Festival
Is it dance or martial arts?
This looked like an unrehearsed combo of music and dance but was great!
The essential juice
The dancers and musicians are lubricated with a home-brew version of this.
Even the other musicians were fascinated by the strange whooping sounds of this drum.
Now that's a dining table!
Me, Luisa, Eduardo and Merel
Sorry about the quality!
Old Town street
A Heavy Load
Merel and I both had the urge to run up and help the poor guy
Eduardo, Luisa and Merel in the Old Town
Not so Traditional
Eduardo doesn't know how to translate, Merel wants to know, and Luisa works it out: PUSSY!
Merel looking elegant
Crab in Tequila
But how does the crab get in the bottle?
My new head band
Many of the old buildings have no interiors. This one didn't even have a roof.
Steps into the Old Town
Many fascades are clad with tiles imported from Portugal
Me on the steps
Eduardo the wannabe rastafarian
Local signs are beautiful ceramic
Many of these spectacular birds come to feed on crabs at low tide.
These birds stand for ages waiting for a crab to emerge from it's mud burrow.
Stuck in the mud
When the 7m tide goes out Anjea sinks into the soft mud.
Merel ventures ashore
That's her next to the dinghy on the beach talking to some locals.
View from our first anchorage
The upmarket end of 'new' Sao Luis.
The tide is out
It's a very strange feeling being stuck in the mud like this!
The Old Town
The Old Town looking across the bay from our first anchorage.
Old Town street
Old Town Fascade
Luisa and Eduardo at the Festival
Merel, Luisa and Eduardo