Sweet, sweet Itacare. This was a complete surprise. We read some pretty mixed reviews about Itacare from different travel books. Itacare is south of Salvador on the coast. Easily one of the most beautiful places that I have been. I still think about it on cold nights. Itacare is a tiny little surf town with loads of gorgeous beaches and a few cool little bars. I could not recommend it more!
We went to Itacare after the madness of Carnival. It was the perfect hangover cure. We left the busy streets and constant noise of carnival to the peace and quiet of empty beaches. My day in Itacare was sunbathing, going for a run on the beach, eating and having a few drinks. It was pretty epic. We met some lovely people in the hostel but also some freaks.
Two lesbians. Their names escape me. They started off lovely. Great laugh. They gave us the leftovers of their food which we were so happy with. I think it was actually a clever ploy to get us to do their dishes rather than wanting to feed us. Happy to wash dishes for food. This is a running theme of travelling – being so bloody cheap. Especially at this period as we had no idea how to spread our budget out over a year. Sorry, back to the lesbians. They were huge surfers. They also used to work in Steve Irwin’s zoo in Australia which is pretty interesting. That is interesting, right? This is an interesting blog, right? However, they got fired from the zoo for a drugs test which was a set up or something. They had the drugs test after a Christmas party which is unfair because of course everyone is going to do drugs at a Christmas party! This was their rational. I think I like the idea of a zoo-keeper tripping out on the job. It would add extra entertainment for a day out at the zoo.
We sit and have a few drinks with them. They were thoroughly interesting characters. They disappear for a few moments. I assume it is to freshen up. They return with distinct moods. Lesbian A was chilled out while lesbian B was trying to eat her own face. Grinding her teeth like a mental case. What is she holding?
Ah sweet, a frog. The girl who is trying to eat her own face is holding a frog. She explains how you shouldn’t lick frogs as it was dangerous. You can apparently trip out from it and lose your mind. Did she lick the frog? Who knows! She used her lesbionic powers and sensed that the girls were afraid. She insists that they pet the frog. Ordinarily, the girls would have had no issue with petting a frog but it was the uncertainty of the person holding the frog that was the issue. The girls flee in fear. Drugged up Lesbian asks me what their names are. “Clara and Mags”, I responded. She then yells, “Claire and Sandra!”.
Eventually, the girls return to pet the frog. The frog starts making creepy noises and was finally released. I walked past her a few days later to find her telling other people to pet the frog.
I spend a lot of my time talking about how well I tan for an Irish person and often refer to myself as “Golden Brown”. Itacare taught me a valuable lesson in sunbathing. Be bloody careful! I got burnt to an absolute crisp one day.
The worst I think that I have ever been burnt. It was very convenient as I got burnt on our last day in Itacare. This was very convenient as we had to lug around bags on our poor burnt torsos. The skin around my eyes became so wrinkly. I resembled an old lady. I was so full of shame. Such a rookie mistake. Despite being obviously sunburnt, I felt the need to explain to everyone that I was sunburnt and how it rarely happens. In my defence…it does rarely happen.
That was awkward. They were just chilling out and watching some porn. I walked in, felt awkward, so awkward that I forgot what I came in for. I picked up something random and left.
Itacare is so beautiful, awesome and filled with interesting characters!