Jericoacoara beach was one of my top three must-visit places in Brazil, the other two being Rio De Janeiro and Iguassu falls. Its name means “The crocodile with open mouth”!
After saying good-bye to William (who drove me to the bus station… how spoilt can I get???) I got on the super-comfy bus to Jijoca de Jericoacoara, a village close to the world-famous beach. I slept for most of the four hour ride, but managed to take some pictures of the landscape. I knew that Ceara is supposed to be a “certao”, a dry area… but it is actually extremely green.
In Jijoca we got on a new bus. This was something I had never seen before – a 4×4 bus (if there is such a thing) with lots of luggage space on top!
The next hour was one of my best times in Brazil so far. The bus took us through dunes, lagoas and small houses, driving next to the beach for about an hour. And it was just one beach. One long stretch of beach. It is simply not possible to describe my feelings during this hour – a dream becoming a reality. I was on Jericoacoara beach.