Taking the night bus to Natal would have been alright, if the person sitting next to me hadn’t been waking me up every five minutes… The joys of travelling by bus.
After having struggled a bit to find a couch in Fortaleza, I had emailed four people in Natal, and I had two couches there. Great! From what I have seen so far in Brazil, not too many women are hosting compared to men… just like Turkey, Italy and Greece.
I got to my host’s place around 7am, and obviously woke him up. This guy, Luiz, has been living alone since he was in his teens, and is therefore very independent – and very lazy, as I discovered soon 🙂 I stayed with him, his brother and a friend for a couple of nights and took eeeeeeeeeeeverything veeeeeeeeeeery easy – cooked, slept a lot, watched a movie, went to the beach for a bit. While that urban beach is supposed to be one of the most attractive beaches of the area, according to Lonely Planet at least, I found it pretty bad – big waves, very agitated water and rather cold.
It was worth going to see the biggest caju tree in the world, which occupies a really vast area.
By the way, the cashews here in the northeast are out of this world… so tasty! Natal also has some nice arts and crafts – after Fortaleza I somehow wasn’t in the mood for more markets, but had a look anyway.
As Luiz was lazy to go out, Marcelo, the other guywho had agreed to host me, came to pick me up to go for dinner. We went to possibly the best place that I had dinner in Brazil… they had a hot buffet with about 200 (?) dishes! On our way back home, he offered to host me and go to a nearby beach for a couple of days – so I took my things from Luiz’s place and went to stay with him.