Two boats and a bus. Part two
Barra Grande. Until a week ago, I´d never heard of this place. By the looks of it, I don´t think im the only one. Right now as I write this, I think I am in the most isolated place I have ever been. I am realizing how addicted I am to Wifi- since this one thing is about the only comfort i´ve been craving.
From Morro de Sao Paulo, Barra Grande is reached by a boat, a bus ride, and another boat. Depending on which boats one takes, the trip is between 5 and 7 hours. Barra Grande is a sleepy little beach town- rural and tranquil- mainly habited by surfers, divers, and anyone who has managed to figure out how to make a modest living along the sandy streets of the mostly one road town. We are technically at the end of the Peninsula de Marau. If one is so inclined to skip the second boat ride, a 56 mile sand road will also get you here… eventually.
Our friends who live here greeted us by saying ´welcome to Brazil´s Carribean´, and in a nutshell that is exactly what this is. For anyone seeking a quiet tropical escape from city life, no other place could possibly compete. Still undiscovered, still rural, and mainly visited by the few who know the secret, Barra Grande is a paradise we only see in movies. The closest grocery store is a 1.5 hour boat ride, there are no ATM machines, no paved streets- only small restaurants and the occational beach bar. Life is slow and relaxed– and the city girl in me, while abundantly happy for this experience, is having a bit of a hard time adjusting to just how relaxed this place is… this place has redefined relaxed.