In January, the delightful unit known as my parents came down to Brazil for a visit. My father has a business associate who also happens to be of high caliber character and he (and his splendid, culinarily gifted wife) invited the lot of us to stay for a weekend at their most phenomenal waterside home. Every evening we were treated to some good ol' home cooking that gave us a proper view of some typical dishes that had underwhelmed us in restaurants but gave our taste buds a sensual massage once prepared by a skilled foodsmith.
During the days, the boat in Paulo's possession was piloted by a skilled navigator who brought the gaggle of awe-struck Canadians around different points of Angra dos Reis & Ilha Grande. Swimming, oysters, beaches, waterfalls, beer and all that good stuff. The last clip is of the very rainy drive back to Rio.
Thanks to Baden Powell for the song Petite Waltz from the album É de Lei as it accompanies the video. I don't own the rights to the song, but I did pay for the album and hope nobody from record labels minds me spreading the work of a dead Brazilian music hero.