I have been 24 hours in Recife
and I’m already set. Even though the city has the reputation of being dangerous
and it doesn’t match the Rio de Janeiro atmosphere, Brazil always has its
magic, a special touch which makes it distinct from any other Latin American
country. I spent one day at the beach and if I had a camera which me, I would
have made more than 50 photos and I am not a big fun of photography…. They say
that 1 picture is like 1000 words, but there must be life in the landscape to make
it count for so many words, and this is exactly what we are talking about… Pure
life!
We start with the Boa Viagem
beach and the waves breaking on submerged reef, before arriving sweetly on the
very gently sloping beach… And then you put different people doing whatever
they really feel like. And that can be:
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A bunch of guys fishing, while smoking and
drinking any kinds of booze (or vise versa)…
-
kids playing anyway, anyhow, including bumping
or throwing sand to people, which stoically keep talking to their friends, or
lie on the beach..
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people doing all kinds of sports, beach volley,
foot volley, beach tennis, running, whatever… Also every now and then they
fight and make noise about the score, or if the ball was in or out, using the
entire range of the ‘special’ vocabulary in Portuguese…
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Hundreds of others, sitting, laughing, drinking
and smoking on the beach.
And the most important part,
which deserves a section of its own…. The ‘commercial’ activities! The kings
are the owners of the barracas, improvised ‘bars’, which consist of a trolley
with ice containing the ‘raw material’ (drinks, coco, lime, glasses, straws,
etc…) and some beach chairs and umbrellas. And then the small sellers which
sell anything, and when I say anything… you name it! Shrimps, oysters, grilled
fish, different soups, grilled cheese, dried nuts, drinks, ice-cream, bikinis,
towels, all kinds of t-shirts, artisanal things, paintings, are some of them.
So surrounded by this
surrealistic environment it is impossible to get bored, even if you just
stepped your foot and you have nobody to talk to. You close your eyes for
seconds or for a small nap and you think you woke up in the stage of the most
absurd theatrical play. An Arabic bazaar in a tropical beach with all kinds of
Brazilians all over the place…
A dog is running like crazy and
all alone from one side of the 8 km Boa Viagem beach to the other… The fishermen are looking and laughing… We start to talk… After 1 hour and 3 beers I
start moving again… The day is almost over and people are cleaning and there
are piles of empty coconut fruits everywhere…
That reminds me that I should have my third coco for today…
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