Party in Paraty?

Paraty is a colonial sea town between Sao Paulo and Rio (that's HEE-OOH, ya'll). It was founded in the 1600s as a slave port, gold port, coffee port, and then nothing for a good 100 years. The only way to reach Paraty was via the sea until a road was built in the 1970s. The neglect preserved the buildings, it's now a world heritage site chock full of artists (visual and performance). Its very pretty.

We went on a schooner trip yesterday (Maddie commented, "That's not a real schooner. A real schooner has 3 masts. This only has 2.") with 100 wealthy Brasilians. It was raucous and this was the upper class. Lots of beer and cigarettes and singing as we cruised around islands, stopping to swim in the green and azure waters. I realize I've adapted to the culture-- thongs and speedos seem normal now. We are the freaky one piece bathing suit family (and Phil wears baggy surf shorts). A little too crowded and boisterous for my taste, but this is high season, so it's to be expected.

(Felipao gets boisterous)