You might as well call Buzios Argentina del Norte, there are so many Argentines here. Not that I mind, really, I just find this fascinating. There might be more Argies than Brasilieros in this corner of Brazil. This is not something you read about in the guide books. Buzios is a more upscale, better smelling Zihuatanejo, a charming village willl 22 or more beaches to choose from.
Yesterday we went to Geriba beach. We had arranged previously with Adrian, who works the desk at the pousada we are staying in, for surf lessons starting at 10 a.m. in the morning. Adrian gave them a half hour theory class and then went into the waves with him. The bottom is sandy and there are no rocks, the water is warm, the sky was pristine blue. He guaranteed me all would be up on the boards by the end of the lesson.
I watched the kids follow him into the waves, and for a moment, diverted my attention to rearranging all of our goods at the table we had commandeered in the shade. When I looked up, there was Sunshine standing up on a surf board, riding a baby wave into the beach. At first I did not believe it was my child. Buddy eventually stood up and Angel got to her knees by the end of the time in the water. Angel`s height and skinny feet work against her a bit.
A lone Stealth fighter jet cruised the beach twice. I did not know Brazil had Stealths. A woman was selling appliqued t-shirts – she teaches poor women how to sew and they make the shirts as part of their servico social. H. Stern sells them in their artesanato boutiques. I also bought glass jewelry from an Argentine chick walking the beach with her wares.
Then we ate fish at a Thai restaurant and got another plate for our collection. We did not gag. The lengths I will go to, to get a plate …
It was a surreal day.
Happy Belated Birthday to MCV & Raftbuddy!