Now we had him, then finally reached the state Rio de Janeiro . After two tough days riding with were usually 34 ° C average temperature in the camper behind us were our good intentions then flowed as our sweat. Our bodies longing for shade, wind and beach. What presented itself to be better than Rio dos Ostras, a popular seaside resort on the route. But it was again Friday and it was not the slightest chance of a car park by the sea. could we find the campsite in the village and so we did not unnerved after some time. Having a few miles away, in the small town of Barra de São João , the Pousada Tropical discovered, we made a last attempt and this time we were lucky. In the front garden of the Pousada, we not only found a quiet parking lot, but the owner Brigitte (German) and Julio Cesar gave themselves too great pains to make our stay as pleasant as possible.
that we could use the pool, was as commonplace as coffee, cakes and a chat in the afternoon. From the pool we had direct access to the quiet beach. When the washing machine was running, our laundry was washed together equal and gave tips for visits to the area is also one at that.
The Erdeule watched from a safe distance from our activity.
night we could see on the 3 km long beach promenade to the center for the first time one of the infamous Brazilian music and enjoy vices (aua! ouch!). They are just as loud as they look, from all the music and the booming speakers can be heard for miles. But the Brazilians love the ride and especially in the carnival through the streets here and above is danced on the bed.
Since we are an evening atmosphere in the historic center with its romantic Igreja São João but many times better. It is located exactly at the point where the same river flows into the sea. The river is popular with families for swimming and beaches and also provided with the necessary infrastructure.
us have times again impressed the colonial house. They are listed buildings and almost all for sale. Each has a huge park behind it, but the houses are sometimes so rotten, that are found Nobody wants to restore it (or have the money). The exterior tiles are still in its original.
Who can not fall into such a house?
everywhere these magnificent specimens of Flamboyants are in the inner city.
honest So, even if Mercil and Jeronymo us have lined ball around, we were not!
No, Seriously. 1943 This bridge was built for a railway line, which was then never completed. Therefore, they were summarily to traffic-free a few years later they fell into place. Because it delivers such a beautiful photo opportunity (or because she is too lazy to tear down) just as long as it remains in contact with water, until nature gives her the rest. Shrubs growing on it already.
Brigitte had in the meantime contact with her friend Alfredo in Rio de Janeiro city received to question him, where we stay with the camper probably best could. Our initial choice was the parking lot at the Teleférico to Sugar Loaf. However, we were confused and Mercil Jeronymo total, since they strongly discouraged us from, Rio is just too dangerous. But Alfredo confirmed to us that we had made the right decision. In addition, we Brigitte was intrigued to ranch in the surrounding area where we could still get the very rare Mico-Leão-Dourado (lions monkeys) to face. Since we are for animals to have, we summarily deported this point even more to our program. So we had to continue on Monday. Here at the exit from the plot one can see very well how close it was for us. Not only the gate was very narrow, and the electricity and telephone cables first have to be lifted up from Julio Cesar.
due to lack of signage was a little odd, until we found the Fazenda Bom Retiro in Silva Jardim . Unfortunately, the owner, which had us Brigitte given by telephone, not at home so no one could here speak English or English. Somehow we managed to persuade one of the workers to join us in the walk through the jungle-like terrain to make, since the Trilha (path) is not marked and partly not to recognize us as such he was.
We were equipped with walking boots and mosquito-resistant clothing. Our guide walked barefoot through the undergrowth, over hill and dale. The main tool was the machete with which he always had to hit the free way. We had the feeling that even an eternity, no one can be gone.
started on time after an hour of walking into a tropical storm ¾ of class A. Within a few minutes we were soaking wet and the water was in our shoes. Our visibility was zero, since we now have no time windshield wipers in our glasses and stones on our way were dangerously slippery. Heil Froh reached a turning point to be, we were on our way back. The path was then more a stream than a path and so we waded in ankle-deep water back to the ranch. Once there came the rain stopped so quickly as he did. Monkeys, we have seen, of course not, but it took us three days to dry the shoes were again.
Only the pretty birds, we could then enjoy a good meal on the terrace of the ranch comforted us a little. have seen from other guests, we were told that they do not already have a month here and still have the Mico-Leão-Dourado. Thus, we rejected the proposal From our guide to make the next morning the hike again.
Since we now no longer held at the ranch, we decided to go up a notch. So we went back to Barra de São João and then continues along the coast to Armação dos Búzios , known as Saint Tropez of Brazil. Since 1964, Brigitte Bardot, "champagne-colored sky sea enjoyed the jet-set from Mick Jagger to Bil Gates to Nina Hagen hangs out here, have many other celebrities in Buzios a domicile. Hidden behind high walls and barbed wire, guarded by heavily armed security forces of course. For miles the average consumer has no free access to the sea and we have no place to stay. No gas stations or at public car parks and at the hotels we have tried not only more. It was dark and the police had a show with us. We were allowed into the grounds behind the station, made it quite clear that it can be in any case only for one night.
around Búzios is 27 bays, 18 offshore islands and supposedly beautiful beaches. The tourist infrastructure is focused on people with the appropriate Budget. We had to park in a side street, as we all were denied parking near the beach. So many others can only dream of here to belong to or what will tell us who built this sand castle?
These houses were on a slope with the kindest thing we have seen in Buzios.
Brigitte Bardot one has of course a monument. The hotel where she lived with her name still advertises a movie theater and was also named after her.
From Igreja de Sant'Ana We had a nice view of the Ossos .
The souvenir shops also look like everywhere else. Only the chair had it done to me. The listener is at least always embraced by someone.
picture puzzle: What people are real.
Then we had enough of Búizios and drove into a truly world-famous place. Past the Lagoa de Araruama with its white sand beaches and Niteroi, we reached the 12-kilometer-long bridge over the Baia de Guanabara . When the Portuguese under Amerigo Vespucci landed here in 1502, they held the run of the Bay for a river, called him after the month of the discovery Rio de Janeiro ( January River), and founded the city of the same. Bernd was easily accessible along the ocean driving the car park at the Teleférico (cable car) to the Pão de Açúcar (Sugar Loaf). But first we looked horrified. No fence, no visible security personnel and, above all, no free space for us. That could not possibly be this supposedly secure car park in Rio. If only we had merely to Mercil and Jeronymo heard! The parking space assignment came to us and searched us for a vacancy. Directly on the Praia Vermelha and large shade trees, there was a small gap. Inch by inch, we were admitted, with the back of the sidewalk and just as flat space for opening doors, but at least we were and how! It was perhaps not the most peaceful place of our trip, but certainly the most beautiful, with the prospect. had Who can say of himself beneath the Sugar Loaf, on the beach, with views of the Corcovado and the Christ statue to have a bed? Anyway, we were blown away.
Somehow expressed us the nagging security problem and so we did first get an Erkundigungsrundgang. Quickly opened up to us why this was an ideal place for us. Apart from the station and the Praia Teleférico were all the buildings around the square without exception, military building, the barracks, on administrative buildings, military club to the residential units. The course has been guarded by the military around the clock and thus the parking lot.
As the view in the late afternoon was quite good, Bernd drove straight up the cable car to Sugar Loaf. Had brought me once again of course not 10 horses in this path, I shudder just from watching. He first floated
on the Morro da Urca .
have to get out there and go to the next track. Bernd use the time on the Morro to even the first to enjoy views of the city.
A few monkeys raged still, hoping for a windfall, but there was a strict feed ban.
the very objective of the summit of Sugar Loaf was within reach.
From the top, he then had the best view about the city and on the now sadly somewhat shrouded Corcovado.
Also, our pitch was good to see. Surrounded by hills behind the beach under the trees and as I said, surrounded by the buildings of the military. Who were registered actually one of the most beautiful places in Rio.
much sleep we got in the way, not the first night. The beach was a party and celebrated at full volume until the next morning at 4:00 clock. At 5:30 clock arrived already the first jogger went to the square. Rio sleeps just not what the tourists need for sleep?
In the morning we got an early visit from Alfredo. He gave us some tips and rules of conduct, particularly as we should not be attempted by us not to bring in danger, because in Rio's notorious favelas live millions of poor. These settlements are growing like cancer, the Morros (Hills) up and are hotbeds of crime. For the tourist, it is sometimes difficult to recognize
where a favela begins. Otherwise, he said we were well prepared and able to see Rio us without a guide.So we started with a taxi in the center. A tree with pretty flowers and fruits unknown to us attracted our attention.
and shortly thereafter the Aqueduto de Carioca we in now with the Bonde (tram) would ride. That's the strange building behind the Aqueduto the cathedral, we detected only after repeated examination. By the way, was that of women not much
beautiful than from the outside. As the name again: Pretty is not beautiful, pleasure makes you beautiful. So like Wems!
Here is the Bonde still deserted. But as we sat there, it was packed. Everything just tourists, who else would want to drive with such a rickety vehicle and so unkonfortabel? The Bonde runs in the picturesque district of Santa Teresa . For the tour we had scheduled a half day. But according to Alfredo a stroll for us right now was absolutely taboo. Yesterday it was given here in broad daylight in a shootout between police and gangsters. We should remain only in the vicinity of the rails and in the center and in any case go lifeless streets. The security situation can be expressed in Rio change every day.
So we were quickly through with Santa Teresa and made us to visit the rest of the center. Many houses are very much left to decay and the people who live there seem not to be on the sunny side of life. Of course, we have seen some buildings and places such as the Teatro Municipal, Praça Tiradentes the and the Morro do Antônio with his church and monastery complex.
Bernd was in the late afternoon, hot on the ride on the funicular the Corcovado . Beaten 1 ½ hours, he had to wait until the 500 people before him by and he finally came to the turn to go into the web can be. His patience was rewarded with a glimpse at the Parque Nacional da Tijuca , the largest urban rain forest in the world and the most beautiful views of the city of Rio and the Lagoa Rodrigo de Freitas .
Of course I did not miss a picture with the Sugar Loaf in the background.
Christ Redentor (the Savior) is 38 meters high and 1145 tons difficult. On 12 October 1931 was inaugurated for the most part financed by the Vatican statue. By the way, turns the Saviour of the poor neighborhoods on the north Morros in his back.
In the evening we were doing a special experience. Alfredo said that if we want to do Samba, then we would have to go to no expensive show, but the beaches at night. Since there was nothing authentic and Samba. Directly on the Praia Vermelha we were offered it. At first it looked like a retiree event. But more and more people came and everyone could contribute something was welcome. Whether drum, gourd with beads or salt shakers with rice, everything that could make musical sounds generated Harmony. Quiet ballads were sung to and danced in the end all. Old and young, black and white formed a unit and all without any string and feathers. About 1.00 clock we fell exhausted into bed. When the event was over we do not know, they did not disturb our sleep.
morning at 8:00 clock it was already 31 degrees hot. What we could do better because as a trip to the Botanical Garden? There was a great time stand in the shade of huge trees. Emperor Dom Pedro I let the garden at 1809 and accordingly, the old trees.
Even the cacti were not to be despised.
Just as the many types of bromeliads.
For me, it was still a special joy. Secretly, I was a little sad to have that monkey on the Morro da Urca not seen. But here in the park, there was also what we have long been watching them on their merry doings.
Another view of old trees.
Then we let ourselves get in a taxi in the Leblon neighborhood . We bought tickets for a samba show and strolled through the good neighborhoods to the famous beach of Ipanema . Always along the beach, we realized that the route was too long and we will get on a bus took us to the Copacabana . As it is for tourists, we are in a beach coffee and watched the bikini beauties.
Since we needed to rest some of our evening event, we used our own beach and enjoyed Agua de Coco, our lawn chairs and the view.
Only Bernd was a bit unhappy. We had no electricity and batteries Cameras were empty. But in the Military Club had pity on him and let him invite all batteries.
we loved to have seen a show at the Cidade do Samba . But unfortunately, the only Thursday and was fully booked for the next 14 days. While Alfredo had dismissed the event in the Plataforma I disparaged as mere tourist trap, but without Rio Samba show, we did not want to leave. So we went to clock 20.00 to our dinner. The award was contrary to expectations, and at 22.00 clock began the show. Surely this was a contrast to what we do on the day before were allowed on the beach and more of a carnival event as a samba show, but we liked it. Remarkably large and beautiful dancers in colorful costumes showed off their skills.
also a demonstration of Capoeira , the martial dance of the slaves was not missing.
The costumes were excellent.
Although Bernd again had only one eye for the ladies, but who can blame him?
I have also the costumes in the background with the many feathers fallen. By the way, the carnival in the well worn and in this heat.
On the way back to pitch the taxi drove past again at the stands of Ipanema and Copacabana. They were late and despite the early hour, yet alive with people.
We decided that this was a successful evening is finalized, our stay in Rio and the next day to continue.
The sunrise gave us a farewell photo of Rio.
early as shortly after 7.00 clock we were ready and could Rio leave. Our plan to ride again at the Copacabana and the Impanemastrand by frustrated, unfortunately Rios Government. The block that is 10.00 clock Ausfahrstrassen this and release it only for the driveway. Thus, the rush into the city to flow better. For us this meant a little ride back and forth, but eventually we were out of the center. In general we'd like to break a lance for the drivers here. Despite the heavy traffic they drive very civilized and even zipper works from 3 to one lane without honking and jostling. If we are thinking of Lima!
As Bernard had another route for the return trip to the Costa Verde chosen, than it was then to Minas Gerais, we drove around so the slumartigen suburbs and came this time from good neighborhoods. When we Barra da Tijuca had reached the worst was over and we could relax and enjoy the beautiful drive along the Costa Verde . The surprise this time offered new views as we drove the route so now in the opposite direction. Already in the late afternoon we were in Parati . Although still high season, but no comparison with Christmas and New Year. We have got this time on the campsite a nice spot where we spread ourselves properly. This was necessary because we had to organize and to do all sorts. Since we already have pictures of Parati in the blog, we do not bore you with it on. Only the Abenstimmung in the center was worth a shot one more time.
On one particular day there was a special meal, prepared by the chef himself.
We stayed several days and then we left Parati also the state of Rio de Janeiro and the tropics. At the temperatures we were able to remember it but not, it just did not want to be cool. Now begins here all over the carnival.
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