Today it’s 8 March – woman’s day – and as I’m on a 14-hour bus ride in Argentina, I have finally found time to write about what happened in the end of January. I do wonder how other travellers keep up with their blogs…!!!
After about a week to Jericoacoara, it was time to get back to Fortaleza and start making my way to the east, for the carnival in Recife…
So I went to the beach to take some last pictures, and I found another job I could be doing in the future…. A barraca owner!
But for now, it was time to go. I decided to have a last coconut water thingy, and went to a place by the beach – a bluesman that I had seen the previous day was there. He had been singing the blues for years, without speaking a word of English, just memorising the sounds (with a good American accent too). We had a talk and took a picture, and off I went.
Of all places in Brazil so far, that would be the number one to come back to. Due to its rather faraway location I really think it’s unlikely that I’ll go back – but who knows really… There are, apparently, flights from Milano to Fortaleza 🙂