Well, the village is so tiny, they can actually design every single hotel on their map. And the supermarket and the mandatory church and the dunes.
On wednesday we went to the beach and walked along the waterfront until reaching a little river. There we had a coconut-water and went back. Five hours later we reached our hostel again. Later we discovered that we had walked up to Riacho Doce, 7 or 8 km up the beach. But it was just so nice walking on the beach with virtually NO ONE around. Great place.
But they sell no postcards.
Looks like desert, but actually these are the dunes. And we had three days of blistering sun with no rain in sight. After Bahia that was a nice change. After the dunes, we walked for 8 km. Saw about 6 persons in total. And that one here:
Don't know where this tree comes from, don't know why they put it here or if it came here alone. But it is big... and I still don't understand why they sell no postcards...
The owner of our hostel was an artist. That's his 'throne'. The king's throne to be specific. Machista!
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