We stayed at San Marino Hotel in the Barra neighborhood which put us in a great location for going to the beach and checking out some of the city. We got in at sunset the first day, so we didn't do much other than go for a walk and have supper.
The second day we caught a bus and spent the day on Stella Maris, a beach 30 kilometers north of Salvador. We set up camp under a huge umbrella away from the crowd. And much to my delight, there was a lady making/selling acarajé right there behind us. Eric and I knew immediately what we'd be having for lunch!
We had a really good time at Stella Maris. Besides filling up on acarajé, we spent the day playing frescobol (paddle-ball), working on our tans, and playing in some seriously strong waves in front of the perigo (danger) flag. Eric, Kelly, and I spent a good chunk of time getting ourselves pummeled in the surf. My father-in-law joined us for a little while, but accused us of trying to get him killed by calling him out to play with us. ;)
The next day we decided to stay closer by and just walked down to Praia do Farol da Barra. We enjoyed the beach there too, but it was a little more crowded and not as nice as those out of the city.
Pelourinho is full of colonial-era buildings dating back as far as the 1600's and is a really beautiful area thanks to recent and ongoing restoration. The narrow cobblestone streets and colorful architecture is quite picturesque!
So my kiddo can stay up late without getting grumpy, but you can forget about doing anything the next morning. Gabs needs her sleep - she's kind of like her Mamãe in that regard. So after her night of partying it up with Olodum, she needed the next morning, in it's entirety, to recover. We eventually had to wake her up so we could catch our flight home, but otherwise we just spent the morning in our hotel room. (And please note I am not complaining one bit. I am rather fond of the fact that after a late night I get to sleep in too!!!)
But while we stuck around in the room with the Gabster, my in-laws went out for one last walk in Salvador before we left. They took my camera along (since the battery on theirs died and they forgot their charger) and showed back up with this picture (among others) with a Capoeira group. I'll tell you what, leave 'em alone for one morning and you never know what they'll get into! ;)
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In other big events, not necessarily Salvador-related, Gabriela decided she was big enough to give herself a bottle while we were there. I was planning to give her the bottle en route to Pelourinho that evening, but she got hungry while Eric and I were still trying to get ready to go. She kept reaching for the bottle and crying. Finally I just gave it too her to see what she'd do; she laid down and turned it right up! She fed herself the entire 7 1/2 ounces - and even knew to tilt the bottle up more once it got down to the bottom! Eric usually gives her a bedtime bottle since that is their main cuddle time on weekdays, but it's awfully nice to have such a self-reliant little 4-month old!
And then I figured if she can feed herself, she can use the toilet like a big girl too, so we've been working on that the last two weeks. Nope, I'm not even kidding . . . but more on that later!
4 comments:
Beautiful pictures!! Whenever we plan to travel, Im coming back to your blog to plan haha! Gabi is getting so big! She is so dang cute! and I am definitely interested in what you are teaching her!
That's so cute! I guess Ian is a bit too lazy. He won't hold his bottle yet.
Emily,
It is really refreshing to read your blog.
Your blog is positive and uplifting.
You have a great family and Gabriela is beyond precious!
Ray
Nice to find your blog! And yes, I agree, the pictures a very nice! :-) I'm from Atlanta, and my wife is from Fortaleza, so I may follow in your footsteps one day (well more ore less - a little bit further north perhaps). Anyway, I look forward to reading about you guys. Beijos e abroços :-)
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