Day 12

Up early and straight to the beach. First time we have made breakfast in this hostel. This time I picked the spot on the beach so we didn’t end up in the section with the rainbow flag. This time we ended up in the poster pin up section. We all agreed that Charlie wasn’t aloud pick our spot on the beach any more. We hit the waves for a couple of hours getting churned up like a rag doll in a washing machine, deadly craic. Bit of sun bathing our dazzling white boddies and it was time to head for the station. Packed up all our stuff and bused it to the main station, bit of a run down Kip but we getting quite good at the old public transport now.

Ronan: Three tickets to florianopolis please
Ticket lady: blue blue bla gobbledy gook No Bus
Charlie: She doesn understand you Ro
Charlie: Traise tickets to florianopolis please pour favour (insert hand movements and sign language)
Ticket lady: blue blue bla gobbledy gook No Bus
Translation: The bus left at half 3 and in any case it was full so you need to book in advance
Joe/ Ro / Charlie: !@#$%¨&* Doh!

This time a few quiet beers were in order. Checked into a different hostel in Ipamema, the Adventure Hostel. Very nice, clean, good breakfast, sound people. Went around the corner to the nearest bar to get some grub and a glass of beer and of course Charlie ran into someone from Crossmolina. Kelly-ann Herr and her boy friend Declan. Joe wasn’t surprised he’d come accross this before. got great advise off both and stayed there for the rest of the night.


What´s that card she´s Holding?