Hotel Bender Hotel Bender was run by a lovely older couple. As well as being a hotel, they ran a small mini type market next to the reception area. During breakfast we decided we should see what the had to offer. Dennis persuaded the wife to make us up a…
Yesterday’s Tour Today I have sore calf muscles. I’m not fit, as have been spending too much time sitting in Poki. Climbing the 880 steep steps back up from the valley floor has taken its toll. Throughout the tour there were plenty of other steps into and out of the…
This morning’s hotel breakfast was identical to Dennis’s description in yesterday’s blog. Except for the first time there was hot water and tea bags. Everywhere else it has been coffee only. The car park was full of large puddles so we presumed it must have rained again overnight. However, we…
Coffee It was quite a substantial breakfast at Hotel Turis this morning. The best coffee I have had so far in Brazil, too. I am surprised by coffee in Brazil. Brazil produces around a third of the world’s coffee and is by far the world’s largest producer. However, getting a…
Over breakfast I read Dennis’s daughter, Sarah’s, latest blog, written after they have completed 100 days. I am very impressed with Sarah’s attention to detail. She has recorded all their expenditure driving down from Whistler, through the a states and Central America to Panama and can break down average costs…
As we were packing up the Caranex, we almost packed up an unwelcome stowaway. He had to be evicted, but was reluctant to go. It was Dennis’s turn this morning to find frogs in the toilet bowl, which jumped straight out at him. Trying to stow away! We are getting…
Surprise! When I lifted the toilet seat in the bathroom this morning, I was taken by surprise, by two small frogs! One leapt out and hopped behind the sink the other swam down the toilet, never to be seen again. One never knows what to expect when camping in the…
Last night we were about to get dinner, when Anderson asked us if we would like to go to a samba party! We thought about it, but knew we would not be able to communicate and we had no party clothes. So, we decided to be boring party poopers. Instead…
It was a beautiful morning at 6.30 when I emerged from the Caranex. Completely still and absolutely silent. After breakfast, Dennis was completing his blog, when along came Ricardo, the campsite owner. Ricardo is an overlander himself, having driven a Jeep, towing a caravan, all the way south from Toronto…
I think Dennis must be termed a reluctant sightseer. I had to seriously bully him to put his computer down and get started this morning. If he could see something from his driving seat in Poki, he’d be happy. Visit to Christ the Redeemer Statue We seem to have become…