February arrives with another perfect day for beaching it up. On the scale of breakfasts this was the worst yet - not one piece of fruit in sight, and lots of fried bread. As it wasn't quite to our liking, we decided to skip and go and chow down on - thats right you guessed it, an açai.
Riki and I went for a long walk along Quarta Praia (4th Beach - oh the originality of the names) and enjoyed a cold coco at the end before ambling all the way back. The rest of the day was spent reading in the sun, swimming and relaxing. It's a hard life we lead.
Later on Jo said farewell to her Brazilian boy and we all had dinner at a restaurant with Riki and I having salads to share - aren't we healthy. However we ruined all our hard work by sharing a slice of the delicious cake on offer on the main street. By the way did we mention that all the streets are sand? We all turned in for an early night, but Nadine's stomach had a different plan and made her spend the night praying to the Porcelain God - throwing up EVERYTHING that had possibly been in her stomach for the last 24hrs. Bizarre as Riki ate the same as N....
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