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Back to João Pessoa, Jacumã and last carnival

10 October 201715 February 2004 by moro

Back to João Pessoa, the land that one day belonged to Potiguara natives and now is the crossroads of the north-east, the easternmost point of the American continent, green, young, shaken by the rhythms of the frevo and axé.
By now we are all friends and we race to the bloco virgens de tambaú, another street carnival theme of this endless journey in Brazil. The party seems unstoppable and people move to the beaches of Jacumã.
The sky begins to be tinged with unexpected dawn when greeting friends and I feel exhausted when waiting for the bus that takes me back to Salvador de Bahia: to João Pessoa goes a full thought of smiles and even some tears, a saudade…

Olinda, carnival and electric trio

10 October 20179 February 2004 by moro

Also in Olinda the carnival has started and is already a whole turmoil for the final preparation of banners, disguises, choreographs; then all of Brazil will begin to dance and to enjoy chasing floats and electric trio.
Olinda is a really pretty town, which is affected by the proximity of the immense Recife, but maintains its mild and colorful rhythms. Every evening we climb up to the neighborhoods on the hill to eat macaxeira or mandioca com queijo (cassava with cheese) in the company of our friends. Between day and night we throw in the chaos of the carnival with music and dancing, we organize our itinerant banquet and dispense our street friends with sangria and joy.

João Pessoa and micaroa, the carnival out of era

10 October 20172 February 2004 by moro

Micaroa, the carnival out of era in João Pessoa, a fun dive into an unknown dimension, sensual, forbidden, a game of madness, one pawing of restless souls. An infusion of music by electrifying colors, chiclete com banana and ivete sangalo, Caribbean, Latin American, Brazilian, black, white, red, yellow and green, African, Amazonian; continuous visions of savory dishes, peppery, spicy. The transgression of wild dances, slender bodies, liters and liters of whipped cream and smiles, a Bacchae carousel.
Friends, many friends, jokes and laughter, a cart to transport sangria, caipirinhas and cachaça, fancy dresses organized in haste, jesus, macarena and many more… it is the morning of the third day and the memories are gathering confused, modern knight citizens roam the deserted streets, the festival gives into silence, and the party is now over.

Praia da Pipa and carnival in João Pessoa

10 October 201729 January 2004 by moro

The praia da pipa is one of the most touristic beaches in brazil, but just beyond the bay we discover the paradise: the praia do amor, kingdom of the surfers, coconut trees, white sand and high waves. Continuing along the water line, an endless series of unnamed bays but with unique charm, fiery red cliffs and ferrous rocks, a lunar or even martian landscape…
The brazilian coast insists towards the south to the easternmost point of the americas in João Pessoa, an “extremely poetic” city like the travel poster says. Every year the micaroa takes place, the carnival out of era in João Pessoa.

Recife and hummingbirds

10 October 201710 January 2004 by moro

Kilometers, kilometers, how many kilometers in this endless journey along Brazil? They are many and each one hides its history, its small anecdote to be remembered. All will be narrated in company, taking a beer.
Recife is another great city, but in the shade of its many new and sparkling skyscrapers, reveals a deeply melancholic soul, a sea breeze that moves, a sadness from which sailors sometimes hide behind the soft blanket of clouds. Suddenly dreaming coconut trees, golden beaches and hummingbirds, unable to find rest in the colorful tropical flowers. The nights run festive and pleasant, playing guitar, talking excitedly of the things of life and dancing forró… the carnival atmosphere is approaching.