Saquarema Brazil and Mother’s Day
Today as per blogging world goes…
(well not today, as this blog is so far behind)
is Mother’s Day in Australia, USA, and many parts of the world including Brazil.
Where we are staying looks over to the distant shores of Rio de Janeiro.
It is windy but we want breakfast outside by the pool and overlooking the million dollar view.
We head off on the motorbike after a few gifts (pre-bought souvenirs
– some he picked without me seeing (and I LOVE THEM),
and a fab home-made card.
First restaurant stop is brief.
The starting meals are about $70.
There is no Pizza – after 6 pm – but they shut at 4 pm – go figure ??
We end up in little seaside town called Saquarema at the Albatros
“Self Service Restaurant”
Fab meal. Great price, and the flower pot is my gift.
Now I did say we are on a motorbike!
So we have a new challenge.
Meanwhile my son swapped it for yellow as that is the colour of friendship.
We knot it in a plastic bag and live in hope.
We head for a walk on the most beautiful beach.
White sands, and just beautiful clear waters.
We have no swimming clothes, so we will return another day.
Now for one of my all time favourite photos in Brazil!
We ride the bike up to the little church on the hill.
We feel more like we are in Greece than Brazil.
It is just an incredible place.
A LOT of steps. A LOT of “awe”.
From every vantage point, this place is just gorgeous.
I am shocked it is not on the “gringo trail”.
Maybe because it is Mother’s Day.
But I just think it is beauty undiscovered.
We spend ages wandering around.
There is an area where the dead are buried.
I say “yes please”.
“I want this view when I am dead”.
Did I just say something so stupid?
Really – don’t you think this is Greece?
We run around – the bays, lakes and coves go in all directions.
There is a small room at the back with free candles.
You can light candle in remembrance of loved ones.
Now I am not catholic, but my Mum died of cancer 15 years ago,
and this Mother’s Day I want to remember her – and my Nana.
So we light a candle.
We talk about our family history.
As we walk around, we meet two lovely Brazilian family.
We do the camera swapping and I see how much further along the coast I want to see.
We then go around the corner.
This reminds me of Granite Island off Victor Harbour in South Australia.
The bluff and the rocks.
We ride back to where we are staying.
My son is so excited at the Mother’s Day sunset.
What a special day.
He then goes in, gets on his knees and presents me with more gifts.
These are things we gathered over the last 2 – 3 months in South America.
Some he selected alone.
I love the little Bolivian wind chimes.
I can’t wait to decorate our new home – wherever that will be.
Well yes I can… so much more of the world to see.
Thank you my son – without you there would be no Mother’s Day.
You give this trip, and my life more meaning than I can ever, ever describe.