Lewy Brazil: Santa Catarina

December 1, 2009

From Foz do Iguaçu, we flew to Florianopolis, and drove an hour north on the mainland to Governador Celso Ramos, a small peninsula jutting out into the ocean, creating the most picturesque bay.  In the growing dusk, we slipped past ranches, and villages of brightly painted houses, oyster farms and regular farms and mountains.

I’m not sure how to write about the place or the bungalows or the beach and do it justice.  It was extraordinary.

It had a collection of little , luxurious houses, and everything, from the minibar to the agua de coco on the beach was included.  The colors everywhere popped–blue sky, green water, lush purple flowers, sassy pink and red ones.  The pace was slow–we had a lot of talks about life, careers, what we’re doing here, what we’ve gotten out of Brazil.  My dad, as always, asked the hard questions and made his opinions heard.  We had long tasting menu breakfasts with minute portions of delicious fruits and juices and breads, and seafood from right there, oysters from ten feet away, herbs and vegetables from their garden.

 

One day we hiked over a mountain to a deserted beach, another day we kayaked in and out of the little coves.  Mostly we hung out and read and enjoyed each others company.

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