On my own the first days
Who`s that dude - travelling the world with a pink surfboard and a rad guitare. It`s not only about the image...it`s fun also!
RECIFE - huge horrible town, lots of pauverty and criminality and car drivers going mad. Rich and poor as close as they can get. It`s not with a good feeling you walk alone through the streets. Spent one night and left for PORTO DE GALIHNAS - very touristic, but a good surf spot. Mostly brasilian tourist are brought to the reef with those little boats. At all the locals here are mainly specialized on how to lure the dinieros out of the tourists pockets. However there are a lot of artist on the streets - from Capoiera to brasilian big band with good entertainment. The beaches are endless and empty if you get away a bit with good surf spots everywhere.
The first hostel I walk into is run by Alvaro, northeast brasilian surf champ, his wife and his mother. They hooked me up with board and everything else I needed and took me into their hearts immediatly, so I decided to stay. Sandra, the chambermaid and my main portuguese teacher, is 24, has two kids, works from 6 in the morning till 10 at night for 300 Reais - 200 Francs - per month and sleeps in a little chamber in the hostel. She sees her kids only on her free days.
Daily obligatory hour on the beach. The skin still as white as it can get. In the meantime I wear more brasilianlike color.
Breakfeast. Mango, Maracuja and all those fruits you`ve neighter seen nor heard of. Mmmm, and sugo - fresh juice and coco colada - young coconuts you only drink the juice of and ...
Took that shot with the self timer;-)
Amazing how many good surfers there are in brasil. Little kids with broken boards just playing with the waves for fun and surfing better than most people you see in europe.
English family. All with identical frames - long legs, hips and upper bodies and all into the same fashion. They earned beeing published.
