03.02.2009 - 10.03.2009 30 °C
We booked into Zumo Tropical which had been recommended to us. All we knew was that it was run by a French hippie (who got stuck in Brazil on one of his travels) and his Brazilian wife. We got the boat over and one of these mini van taxis that are so popular in Brazil and eventually found the place. The area looked it was full of holiday homes close to the sea. One the gates to Zumo Tropical were opened we got such a surprise. It was basically a piece of preserved jungle in the middle of modern houses- when Phillipe came to the island it was all jungle and he is about the only one who is committed to saving the rain forest. He carved out a few spots in his jungle to build bungalows for tourists but apart from that it was basically like living in the jungle. Once we stepped into the place we felt so relaxed. Here we would spend 3 days recharging our batteries (very much needed). We would spend the days just reading in hammocks outside (fighting off the mosquito's- no jungle is without vicious mosquitoes), spending time on the beach. At breakfast we would be welcomed by lovely monkeys (loads of them) who were very happy to be fed. They would even sit in our hands eating- these monkeys were tiny!!! Evening times the guests are welcomed to join the family for lovely meals after having the compulsory Capirinha in the small bar. it was definitely what we needed.
K and her cousins...
During our stay our favorite (and almost only guest apart from us) was a French lady called Mischko. She goes and stays with Philippe for 3 months every year. We really enjoyed her company- she was so lovely and full of energy and we nearly died when she told us that she was 72 years (she looked at least 15 years younger). She put us to shame- one day when we went snorkeling she came with us and spend twice the amount of time we spent in the water- not a bother on her. Snorkeling was brilliant- saw loads of fish and K saw a scary Octopus!
Zumo allowed us to catch up on some reading, relax, relax and relax! Thanks to Phillipe and his family for rescuing us from all the madness! Next stop was Rio and by the time we left Itaparica we felt ready to hit Rio.