as with any great friendship, twenty four hours was clearly enough to get us started. so Adela and her three boys packed me off to the airport for me to make my pilgrimage to Salvador.
I was met at the airport by the smiliest man in the world. Jailson was also Salvdor's biggest samba fan. it didn't take long before he was eagerly teaching me some carnival moves. my favourite being a little bit like the macarena, but infinitely more classy and fun. (incidentally did you know that there was a website dedicated to the macarena? http://macarena.com/).
once he had dropped me at my accommodation, I went for a little wander around my neighbourhood (not before following my host sister's instructions and removing all of my jewellery...) and settled myself into a relaxing first night in boiling hot Salvador.
the following morning I was up early and heading out to my first day at school in ten years. one of my fellow students was even kind enough to point out that I started university last century... so that helped to make me feel youthful!
the other students were a mixed crowd, but all very friendly and good fun. so we soon started to organise what to do with our afternoon's off and evenings before and during carnival.
first things first, we headed to the beach. having been on holiday for three days already, I felt it was about time that I lay down on Brazilian sand. the beach was crowded, extremely crowded, but the atmosphere was amazing, really lively and friendly. at sunset everyone actually started to applaud and cheer. it really was magical.
I had five days of Portugese lessons booked in total, and three of which before carnival officially started. so it was time to get my head down, and, well, basically spend the next three days planning carnival and lying some more on the beach...
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