Escaping paradise

Everyday in Jericoacoara is like pleasure tripping through molasses. You can´t move too quickly, in a town of sand and beating heat.

I woke up at 8 a.m. and would eat breakfast looking at the Por do Sol dune; melon and cake and coffee. Then, lather on sunscreen and put on the only outfit I wore all week, my bathing suit. At 10 a.m. I exercised with a group of locals on the beach, then went for a swim and laid on the beach for an hour or two. Todo bem.

Midday, to escape the sun, I would shower and dose in the hammock with my book. At around 3 p.m. I would pick Miguel up on the beach and head for our daily açai (brazilian fruit, eaten with honey and granola). When the town started making an ant trail up the dune to watch the sunset, I would grab a beer and head up. Afterwards, it was caiparinhas on the beach and maybe an outside movie, or forro dancing.

We stayed a week and a half and I´m a bit in shock to be so far away, so quickly. If I ever dissapear, you´ll find me in Jeri.

After 48 hours of travel, and another brilliant night out in Sao Paulo with the amazing and beautiful Camile, I am in Quito, Ecuador. I leave in a few hours to volunteer at Bosque Nublado Santa Lucía, a community based ecotourism lodge in northwestern Ecuador. www.santaluciaecuador.com