Semester at Sea – Spring 2007 (Alex Song) On a ship, traveling around the world, at 20 miles an hour

March 6, 2007

South Africa – Kruger Park Safari

Filed under: Port recaps — Alex @ 2:57 pm

The highlight of my stay in South Africa was my tent safari in Kruger National Park. Staying up all night, meeting everyone at 4:30am, a 2 hour flight, and a 6 hour bus ride kicked off 3 amazing days of camping and animal viewing. We had 4 game drives (3 in the day and 1 at night) in which the 18 of us were split into 2 groups of 9. The groups constantly changed and each group had different and unique experiences – I managed to be one of the few lucky ones to have the best combination of groups. Reasons why:

  • Saw a leopard
  • Had a run-in with an elephant who urinated in front of us
  • Saw a really small baby baboon
  • Saw lions!

Yeah. The only thing I missed out on was hyenas, which isn’t so bad as I still got to experience one of them while it was raiding our camp in the middle of the night.

March 2, 2007

South Africa – Day 1

Filed under: Port recaps — Alex @ 6:03 pm

I don’t normally post more than one recap for a port, but a lot has gone on so far. Also, it’s 3:07am here and as my safari group leaves in 90 minutes, it’s best for me to not sleep.

The day started off at 12am, appropriately enough. My attempts at engaging my REM sleep cycle were unsuccessful, and in the events that ensued (pacing around my room, watching TV, reading my textbooks), I noticed that a full moon was out, and noticed it’s reflection on the water, worthy of a picture.

I spent the next hour trying to get some nighttime pictures of the moon, the moon’s reflection on the water, and various sites around the ship. Since I wanted to get pictures of the sunrise and our entry into port, I promised myself to take a small nap and wakeup.

Of course, we all know that my sleep pattern can’t be controlled by mere willpower of mind or an array of cleverly arranged alarms around my room. The Voice ended up waking me up, with a warning to get to the Union in 5 minutes for our briefing by the US consulate officials.

Fast forward through that and the visit from the South African representative that’s equivalent to the governor of a US state, and we end up with me on a van that’s going towards the site of Skydiving Cape Town.

I won’t bore you with the details of waiting around for around 3 hours for my turn, being apprehensive the whole time, and chugging down a beer to calm my nerves. Nor will I discuss our skydiving instructors (tandem partners) that scared us shitless on the 20 minute flight up to 9,000 feet above Cape Town. Let’s dive into the jump itself (no pun intended).

So there’s 3 sets of us (student + instructor) crammed into this tiny Cessna whose interior body panels are falling off. Person one goes with a small scream. My turn already?

As instructed, I swung my legs out, crossed my arms, and tilted my head back. Then, I squeezed my eyes closed until I felt my instructor pushing us out of a perfectly nice (nice as in flyable) aircraft about 3 seconds later. 30 seconds of freefall later, my instructor pulled the ripcord, allowing me to fully enjoy the view. 3 minutes later, my ass landed in the sand and I was up and ready to go again. But not really.

Lunch was at this quick service Chinese/Japanese eatery on front street. Our sushi was made by a guy who didn’t know wtf he was doing (seriously…he was looking at the picture menu to figure out what went in our sushi rolls). There was a small worm or caterpillar in one of our salads, and a hair in one of our sushi rolls. These were discovered after I had devoured my rolls.

Pepto is a wonderful thing.

Dinner was fish and chips. And sushi.

It’s 3:56am now, and my safari group is due to meet in 30 minutes. 3 days of trekking it in the African wilderness with wild animals with only mosquito nets and DEET to protect us. Woo.

And before I go, we had our first official code blue of South Africa around 6 or 7pm today. A crewmember announced “Code blue, stretcher on deck 5 starboard” on the ship’s intercom. Later, a crewmember informed me that the code blue was for someone who had a little too much to drink. Before the sun started to set. Now that’s dedication.

I wonder how much duty I’d have to pay in order to ship home a box of wine?

Breaking news: Scuttlebutt around the computer lab says there’s porn on channel 5.

March 1, 2007

Plans – South Africa

Filed under: Plans — Alex @ 12:11 pm

Tomorrow, dependent on the weather, I am skydiving! Knowing I’m just a little under 18 hours away (it’s 9:30pm now…yes, I tend to write out blog posts for a while) from being picked up for this, I’m starting to feel a bit nauseous. I can only hope that just like during my bungee experience, I’ll be too tired to have that adrenaline pumping through my veins when my tandem partner propels us off the plane tomorrow.

On the morning of the 3rd, I’ll be flying out from Cape Town to Johannesburg, and then being picked up and driven to the site of our 3 day safari in the biggest national park in the world, Kruger Park. That’s 3 days and 2 nights of being driven around Kruger Park, on the hunt for giraffes, rhinos, lions, elephants, and so on.

I’m currently free on the 6th and 7th.

On the 8th, I’ll be rafting on the Breede River.

Now, I rest early so I can get up early and take some shots of us pulling into Cape Town.

February 26, 2007

We call him Heavy D

Filed under: Thoughts — Alex @ 2:59 pm

But of course, when addressing him to his face we go with Father, Archibishop, or Arch. Whatever you want to call him though…I got Toots to wave at me. That was freakin killer. I can’t wait for his next photo op so I can get a picture of us O.G’s.

Also, know what’s fun? Having to download a 30 meg update for your camera software so it can download RAW images properly. On a satellite internet connection. At 4 kb/s. Ahh…the joys of being a early adopter.

So Ali will be buying a PS2 in Cape Town so we can get our DDR freak on, but the only problem is finding the dance mats. If any of you resourceful people could find a place in either Cape Town or Johannesburg where we can purchase DDR mats for the PS2, please give us a heads up.

Also, I just soul my soul to become this voyage’s web site guy. Yes sirs and ma’am’s, when the Spring 07 website goes live, some of that code will have been written by yours truly. Considering my last major web presence was back in 2001, it’ll be interesting to see if I can reignite that same spark I had back in the days when I painstakingly typed out every line of HTML by hand. In any case, our competition (previous voyages’ websites) is fairly weak and it shouldn’t tax me too much to create one of my web masterpieces.

Damn, I don’t think I want to wait around any longer for this update to finish. Shouldn’t be too hard finding a net cafe in Cape Town.

We’re over halfway there!

My jump (video)

Filed under: Uncategorized — Alex @ 9:08 am

Hmm…the video isn’t embedding properly, so just click here.

February 24, 2007

Bits & Pieces

Filed under: Thoughts — Alex @ 1:59 pm

There’s a crewmember that walks by in the hall every once in a while, and he kinda reminds me of my father. It makes me wonder…does he have a family? If so, what compelled him to have a job that isolates him from them for months at a time? If not, why does he work on a ship? Why would anyone choose to work on a ship where they’re working all the time, not allowed to really chill out in the public areas, and have little time to spend in port? How do crew members deal? How do ship personnel in the Navy deal? These are all questions I’d like to ask but won’t be able to due to non-fraternization rules. Maybe somehow out there with experience can help shed some light.

To those into the car scene: Japanese cars simply do not exist in the country of Brazil. The most prevalent car models I saw were the Ford Fiesta, Volkswagen Gol, Ford Ka, and a Volkswagen pickup truck whose model name I can’t recall, and Fiats. The Brazilians seriously love their hatchbacks. I thought I may have seen a Toyota Corolla at the beginning of my journey, but lack of any other Japanese car leads me to believe I was mistaken. Also, sirens seem to be optional for Brazilian emergency vehicles (as they were in Puerto Rico), as do headlights for any vehicle. No riced out rides here (not counting the taxi van I saw with an illuminated exhaust), but everyone sure seems to drive like them.

I was woken this morning to loud noises in the hallway and someone furiously banging on my cabin door. You can imagine how pissed I was when I discovered that the ship wasn’t sinking, on fire, or being boarded by pirates. The alarms I thought I heard outside was actually a very rhythmatic drum beat, the shouts of fear was actually the crew singing, and the door banging…okay, that was actually them banging on our doors. Considering at that point I was only 3 hours into REM sleep, I staggered back to bed to rest for the 5 or so hours I desperately needed to keep awake. How dare they think we would’ve gone to bed on-time, the night before a no school day?

The BBQ for dinner, however, definitely made up for the inconvenience. Hey ISE, I’ll take daily wakeup calls if that means I can eat like King Neptune every night.

Also, hair orgy.

We’re about 1/3 of the way to Cape Town already. This voyage is going by real quick.

What’s with all the girls dressing up for dinner? It’s a freakin cafeteria, ladies. Seriously. And wearing your dress to a BBQ?

I had a guy remark last night that he thought the ship was getting cliquey. Human instinct, man.

There’s 4 people currently connected to my iTunes share and streaming music. While I am flattered that music is in demand by the shipboard community, it’s kinda hard to browse the web when all my bandwidth is being drained. Also, it would be nice if the owner of the “Owner’s Music” iTunes share would relabel their share with their name so I could identify him/her….I’d like to liberate around half of that library.

Brazil pictures

Filed under: Pictures — Alex @ 8:25 am

It was hard enough deciding which pictures to upload, but I believe I chose the best combination for everyone to get a feel for what I did and saw.

Day 1 

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My first glimpse of Salvador from the boat.

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This Brazilian woman greeted us with wristband ribbon thingys (sorry, I can’t think of the proper term at the moment…it’s 2AM here) as we disembarked from the ship. There were also drummers and a vendor giving away tapped coconuts.

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The homes I saw as we left Salvador….and the good ol American Ford dealership.

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I saw a lot of recognizable western names…General Electric, Pirelli, Shell, and even Nestle! Nestle makes a lot of unique products here that you won’t find

in the US…and damn they’re tasty.

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We stopped at this buffet-style restaurant about 3 hours into our bus ride to Lencois. It was our first taste of Brazilian cuisine…and my first time seeing flies all over the buffet line, especially on the fruits/veggies. I was sensible and decided to stick with the rice, chicken sticks, and cooked meats (beef and pork, if I’m remembering correctly). One thing I’ve noticed is that the buffets in Brazil charge by the weight of your plate…there’s no such thing as “all you can eat”.

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As soon as we sat down to eat, we experienced our first of many surprise Brazilian rainstorms. The sheer downpour, combined with the humidity and thunder/lightning reminded me of the rainstorms I used to experience in Boca Raton.

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Random rock formation thingy I saw on the bus ride.

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That would be the township/village/whatever of Lencois.

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The local hospital. No way in hell were we gonna get sick on this trip…that place is scary looking.

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We arrived in Lencois around 5pm or so, dropped off our bags at our hotel, and immediately went to town where this group of people were waiting to welcome us with song and dance. We all had a blast learning their dances and chatting with them afterwards.

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We went to dinner afterwards at this little buffet in town…where the mashed potatoes seriously kicked ass. I also had my first taste of goat meat….very similar to beef jerky.

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Just chillin with Regina and Callie on the streets of Lencois.

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Stereotypical asian tourist and his camera…oh wait..

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This alcoholic sugarcane drink…tasted nasty.

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Shot of the entire group in Lencois.

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Lencois at night.

Day 2

I will forever remember this day as my first “hell day” (the others to follow at the academy or boot camp). We had to trek about 4-5 kilometers up a mountain, and as a cubicle dweller, I ended up quickly falling behind. I decide to let the group go on without me and had an opportunity to converse with the locals, take a nap or two in the sun, and bust out the tripod to get some landscape shots. I did manage to make it up the mountain, and considering my physical state, the fact that this was my first hike, and the fact that this was probably the longest period of strenuous activity that I’ve experienced in my life, I’m pretty happy about making it. I wouldn’t mind doing it again.

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View from the top of the mountain. You can see the rain in the distance….it caught up with us real quick. After we descended, we visited a waterfall where we had an opportunity to swim in this stank-ass brown water…ew. No pictures of that, we all left our cameras on the van.

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After our return to the hotel, we descended upon Lencois in search of the elusive steakhouse. We found it, ordered up a bunch of meat, and chowed down hard.

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We were in amazement at this wonderful food. It was agreed by most that it was the best meal that we’ve all had in a while.

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Post-steakhouse and pre-Carnival. After eating, we were transported over to a neighboring city for a smaller-scale Carnival. It was interesting, and a few of the guys in our group had drinks bought for them by other guys…which apparently weirded them out heavily. Also, the Brazilians made out with a few of the chicks in the group. I unfortunately don’t have pictures of this Carnival as we all decided to heed the warnings and not bring our cameras, which we regretted. This was probably one of the safest places in Brazil to experience Carnival. We got back to our hotel around 4am and promptly entered our respective comas.

Day 3

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Group shot of us…somewhere. I’m seriously missing a photogenic gene or something.

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The next day had us on a short 1 hour hike to a cave…helluva lot more doable than the previous day’s 6 hour mountain hike. We explored inside the cave itself (we turned off the lamps towards the back of the cave…total darkness!), came back out, and proceeded to bungee jump and rappel.

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Conquering the cave.

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My jump went pretty well….I was extremely tired after yesterday’s hike all day/party all night/get 4 hours of sleep, and being so fatigued most likely wiped out any apprehension I had about jumping. I went into a meditative/zen moment, requested everyone be silent, and hopped off the cliff. Apparently I was too relaxed, cause everyone at the bottom started shouting up, asking if I was alive and awake. As I floated upside down in midair while the recovery guy did his thing, I felt him tugging at one of my ankle harnesses, and a few seconds later felt and saw my left shoe flying down into the forest below me.

Apparently he had issues getting my ankle harness off and decided that removing my shoe was the best way of going about it. No big deal though, the other guy went down into the forest and recovered my shoe.

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We got back to the hotel around 5ish, hungry after the day’s activities. We decided to go into town for a quick bite to eat.

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This burger rocked my world…it cost about $3 USD and had steak, chicken, fried egg, ham, hamburger patty, lettuce, tomato…damn it was good.

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After we got back, the local children came to our hotel and entertained us with song/dance, followed by another Q&A session, and finally we taught them the hokey pokey.

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“Why does it smell so bad?” “Well Shelly, it might be because there’s a pile of doggy doodoo right underneath your head.”

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Etto was the dog that resided at the hotel with us. He/she liked to take poops outside our rooms.

Day 4

Guys, at this point I’ve spent too much time sorting out pictures and writing all of the above, so I’m gonna wrap this up really quick. The following morning we went into town, did some light shopping, and departed Lencois, with promises to return someday.

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We spilled a jug of crappy red wine on the bus ride home..it was everywhere.

We got back to the ship at 6pm, and were told we all had 10 minutes to run in, drop off our shit, and get back before the bus departed for Carnival with or without us. Someone failed to remember that security had to search our bags…45 minutes later, we all got back on the bus and went to Carnival in Salvador.

We were assigned t-shirts to get us into the Crocodilo bloco, which many of us thought was the “gay bloco” with all the guys making out around us. It still amuses me as to how unnerved all the other guys were with all the homosexuals around them. I ended up dancing with a transsexual, which was enough to earn me a mention on Kim’s blog. A few of us finally ditched around 2-3am, not knowing the end was only 20 minutes away.

Carnival ruled.

Day 5

Okay, now I’m tired of writing and have to get back to studying. You now get picture captions.

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The traffic lights in Salvador were horizontal and had a display to show the seconds remaining before it cycled.

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The Mercado Modelo by itself was amazing…all of these paintings and crafts were out of this world. Several of us did end up purchasing paintings, including myself. I also picked out a beautiful recorder-like instrument.

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This is the elevator you had to take to get to/from the lower city to….guess…the upper city! Free for use during Carnival, 5 centavos otherwise. That’s 2 cents USD.

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GE…financial services?

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One of many beautiful churches we ran into.

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We stopped for lunch at another buffet style restaurant in the plaza. The selection here was much better, and as always, the mashed potatoes were fantastic.

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Phantasy Nightclub on the left…supposedly it was a strip club or brothel. The pizza place we ate at is on the right, at the top.

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And we’re off to Cape Town!

February 22, 2007

Brazil recap

Filed under: Port recaps — Alex @ 8:39 am

One sentence summary: I don’t think any other port will be able to top Brazil.

I’ve never been good at telling stories in any engaging or entertaining way, I’ll sum up my Brazil experience in the following words and short phrases: Lencois, 6 hour bus rides, Nova Schin and Skol, eating non-recommended foods, bed bugs, the serpent dance, finding our shakras, NGO, bed bugs, Etto, strenuous vertical hikes, tans, sunburns, bungee jumping, naps, entertaining roommates, Lonely Planet phrasebook, the steakhouse, small Carnaval and big Carnaval, meat on a stick, bad salty pizza, great mashed potatoes, flash rain, rappelling, unsanitary baneiros, the non-existence of mass, Modelo Mercado, the supermercado, humidity and heat, the steakhouse, the wine, drama (not mine), not being robbed, Daniel, the hokey pokey, tasty ice cream, the finicky ATMs, stores running out of products, the urine attack, mas gringos, being mobbed by beggars and vendors, Mama Africa, learning to tolerate beer, Crocodilo, the horrible sandwiches, and the capital of Brazil is the United States of America.

Honestly, those of us on the indy Lencois trip all agree that our experience tops that of everyone else…I’m very happy to have found the Facebook group in advance to have participated in this. I hope the rest of our ports will be as engaging, enjoyable, and enriching as Brazil was.

Since parents love to see their kids mentioned, here’s a few in alphabetical order (by first name) that were part of my experience in Brazil: Alex G, Amelia H, Andrea M, Bennet P, Brenna O, Carliegh M, Cory S, Dave R, Halle S, Kevin F, Kim M, Korynn M, Leanna B, Liz M, Matt H, Monica B, Regina D, Rob S, Roberto L, Shelly L, Teddy M, Tiffany P, Tina M, Tom B

I’ve plugged the security hole in my image gallery software so all of the previously posted pics are available again. Brazil pictures to be up in a few days after I’ve had time to look them over….I took 266 pictures of my own, and after everyone gets their pictures on the intranet, we should have well over 1,000.

February 16, 2007

Photos down, ship life

Filed under: Thoughts — Alex @ 12:24 pm

Apparently there was a security vulnerability present on the software I had running to host my pictures. Until I can get that resolved, I’ve had to disable the software to prevent further attacks from being launched from my server. I’ll see if I can find another place to host my pictures.

In other news, ship life has started to become reality, and much more bearable. I’ve gotten over my illness and I’m keeping busy with all the extra-curiccular activities I’ve signed up for (such as Vicarious Voyage, where we exchange letters with a K-12 classroom in the USA…I got a 1st grade classroom in Mass.) as well as all the readings and homework. I’ve also realized that the lulls between Puerto Rico/Brazil and Brazil/South Africa are the two longest on the entire voyage…after South Africa, we won’t go more then 4 days without hitting the next port. That’s keeping me happy. Plus, I still have my 21st birthday to look forward to in a little over a month, but it’s not such a big deal anymore, being on this trip. I can drink in any of our port countries, and I’m not allowed to carry a firearm onboard anyways, so the 21 bonus isn’t much of one. For me, it means ice cream cake and cookies onboard.

We’ve been skirting the coast of Brazil for the past couple of days, according to our in-room real-time map, but we haven’t been able to see any actual land itself. The only clue that we’re near land are the birds that have started flying alongside the ship. I’ve been tracking the ship’s movement through some mapping software and it seems we passed the city of Recife sometime yesterday. I don’t know much about it other than the fact that my software says it’s a major city (population over a million) and that we didn’t pass close enough to get cell phone coverage. The thing I know for sure is that we’ve halved our speed down to 10 knots, meaning we’re on schedule and very close to port.

Last night, as I was “retarding” (that’s how The Voice stated it) my clock back one hour, I realized that at exactly the same time I wake up on the ship (0700) is exactly the same time I’d be going to bed at home (0200). I also can’t wait to talk to my mom. Only two weeks into the voyage and I’ve changed that much already. Wonder what I’ll be like by the time we hit San Diego.

Oh yeah, this is also my first time in the southern hemisphere.

Plans – Brazil

Filed under: Plans — Alex @ 11:50 am

We’ll be disembarking the ship in less than 24 hours to beautiful Bahia (Salvador) where I’ll be spending 4 days deep in the heart of Brazil. My itinerary (yes, there was a lot of copying and pasting involved):

On Saturday, February 17, we’re being picked up by an air-conditioned van that’ll take us to the colonial mining town of Lencois, “the gateway to Chapada Diamantina National Park”. It’ll take 5 to 6 hours to get there (267 miles), of which time I’ll try to spend getting to know my tripmates. Once we get there, they’re giving us a quick city tour and we’ll be checked into our hotel “Pousada Alto do Cajueiro”. It was an extra $30 upgrade or so from whatever hotel we had before, but this one offers us a panoramic view of the town and Sincora Mountains. The other selling points they make are the fact that it has a tropical garden, balconies, hammocks, and ceiling fans. Definitely not a Ritz or Hilton – which is why I love it.

Afterwards we have free time for lunch, and later on in the day we’ll be meeting children from the community who will guide us to a trail that once served as the road used by the region’s gold and diamond miners. We’ll then walk along the margins of the Lencois river and visit the sand saloon, where colored sand is extracted for handcraft production. And then I suppose we have free time for dinner/shopping/whatever.

On Sunday, after breakfast, we’ll be hiking to Cachoeira de Fumaca (“Smoke Falls”), which is apparently the most famous attraction in Chapada Diamantina. We’ll be driven to the falls themselves and hike 45 minutes to the top, followed by 90 minutes of walking along the top. This will be my first physically exerting activity on this voyage and I can’t wait to sweat off these extra calories from the ship food.

On Monday, we’ll be headed to the Poco Encantado (“The Enchanted Pool”), an underground pool with deep blue water so illuminated that we’ll be able to see the rocks at the bottom, 60 meters below. We’ll then goto the equally stunning Poco Azul, where we’ll be having lunch and allowed to swim (bad combination?). Then it’s back to town for dinner. In the evening we’ll be meeting some kids from the community, who will be bringing a percussion, music, and dance cultural workshop to us.

And finally on Tuesday, arguably the most exciting day of all, we’ll start off by hiking 4 kilometers to the Gruta do Lapao, one of Chapada Diamantina’s grottos that features “unique and beautiful” rock formations. Once we get there…we’ll be rappelling 45 meters into the depths of the grotto. Afterwards, we’ll be bungee jumping from the top of a 50 meter (150 feet) cliff. Rappelling and bungee jumping are two things I’ve always wanted to do, and even though I feel a little queasy thinking about it, I can’t wait to go through it.

Afterwards, we’ll be returning to Lencois to have lunch and pack, and return to Salvador. And that’s when the party begins – at Carnival.

Most of you know about Carnival in Brazil and how the entire country shuts down for 6 days (including government offices, banks, schools, shops, etc). And what a party…it’s estimated that there are 1.5 million people dancing on the streets at any given time. There are these Trio Eletricos, which are huge trucks loaded with thousands of wattage of sound equipment with a band playing on top, that slowly drive around the city. Hundreds of security guards carrying a rope surround the trucks. Entrance into the trucks and roped off sections are determined by a t-shirt called an Abada. These act as entry tickets. The company we went through were able to provide us with Abadas for $100 each. So at 1900 hours (7pm), we’ll be partying it up in Salvador!

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