I am now in the plane flying back to Rio from Fortaleza and thinking about my last 8 days in Jericoacoara. I have had so many of these moments which I wish would never end.
- on the way to Jeri from Fortaleza we changed bus to take a ´buggy bus´, a 4x4 open truck which would take us to our final destination. It was around 1AM. The moon was bright, stars everywhere, the sea to our right and sand dunes to our left, driving fast through a succession of little villages, dunes and beaches avoiding the poor donkeys sleeping all around, the wind slapping our faces...
- lying in long chairs outside our pousada at night, listening to reggae from one ear and crickets from the other, watching the dune 200m ahead and talking about life and travels with Raul and Esteban. What a life you guys have!
- the sunset with the girls obviously, wonderful, relaxing, almost spiritual as I said before; followed by the running/rolling/jumping down the dune.
- the buggy ride on our back to Jeri, just before sunset. The wind, the sea, the beach, the speed... everything was perfect.
- Shirley, my caipirina buddy, opening her lovely sleepy eyes in the morning, just before starting cursing at me for taking the piss. I hope you behave better with your mum than with me young lady, F*** hell! You are gorgeous when you speak French to me.
- Netaya, so full of life and energy (during the day that is) trying to find the craziest way to roll down the dune. I think we found it babe, I still have sand in my mouth. Stay as you are, happy, natural and crazy.... and easy on the beans.
Say Salvador again...?
ANI O´HEV OTAJ´ to you 2 girls. I had such a fantastic time.
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