Paraty Time

After realizing we stayed one day too long in Rio we planned to leave continuing on with my itinerary. Next stop Ouro Preto, Minas Gerais! Only problem was I looked at the bus schedule wrong the night before and we didn't want to wait around all day, so we left for the bus statoion and took a bus to the first beachside town. We winded up in Paraty, a colonial town where most of the gold the Portuguese extracted from the mines of Minas Gerais left for Europe. Only the bus ride was significantly longer than anticipated. We checked in that night, got a salty but delicious dinner (for Brazilian standards) and played cards in our idlyic garden patio, drinking overpriced wine. We all fell in love with the voluptuous, stunning beauty of a receptionist only to have our hearts broken last night to find out she has a motorcyle racing boyfriend. We woke up the next morning and prompty bought 3 cases of beer for our boat scuna trip. The boat ride was spent, sleeping, swimming, getting unconciously burnt, and jumping from the top of the boat into the deep aqua marine water. I was made fun of for my diving skill which was compared to John McCain. My friends, I never learned how to dive, but Thomas is much too experienced to make the plunge. We got back to the hostel and the sky looked ominous. We went to buy some meat for a BBQ which proved to be 3 times as much as we needed. The sky opened up and rained the rest of the night. We are planning on leaving Paraty today for São Paulo, moving into the direction of the Pantanal wetlands. I got really burnt yesterday. My collarbone aches.