20.02.2009 - 28.02.2009
Our next stop was the city of Salvador- a city known for dancing and music on the streets every day of the week. Luckily the only day we stayed there was a Tuesday which is THE day for enjoying music on the streets. This is they day when all the music group come out on the streets to practice their singing and dancing and every corner has a different group. Although Salvador has a huge African influence and hence most of the music on the streets was African influenced (amazing) but there was all types; samba (of course), jazz, blues, rock or whatever. It was just so fantastic to wander the streets and to stop and watch these amazing bands.The atmosphere was just fab- we could not even imagine what it would be like during carnaval.
Apart from the music Salvador is also known for being unsafe. At this stage we were well aware of the drill=never bring anything of value with you when you walk out- especially at night. In Salvador we were well aware of that edge again and felt watched. We were both fully aware whey a couple pretending to stand beside us enjoying one of the performances were trying to get to Martins pockets. Martin would take one step to the side and they would swiftly follow. It started to look like a ridiculous dance when Martin put his hands in the air to show them he knew what was going on and that he had nothing. Later on a Brazilian girl comes up to Martin informing her that she had been approached by some guy asking if we were in her company otherwise he would rob Martin. We were not really sure if this was true or if she said it to come close to Martin to rob him herself or if it was an elaborate way getting close to him to eventually offer her services as a prostitute. Anyway, despite loving the music we decided to have a relatively early night and not to tempt fate given that we appeared to be obvious targets that night.
We had initially planned to spend more time in Salvador but we really were dying to get away form a big city and away from people. The hostel we stayed in was brilliant (Galleria 13) and the owner extremely friendly (and they had a cute boxer- Spartan- who had an unhealthy interest in Karolinas bags) but when we found ourselves shying away from any contact with fellow backpackers we realized it was time to leave the city. We decided to follow Maria and Nicklas's recommendation to go to a quiet Island just outside Salvador called Itaparica.