Tibau do Sul

We get picked up promptly at 930 for our trip of the pipa coast. Our guide Phillipe will take us to various beauty spots across the island. The journey doesnt start well when as we go to leave the road is shut off with dumper trucks so we have to reverse up the hill which with narrow cobbled streets isnt easy but phillipe was a really good driver for his age and had obviously been driving these streets regulary we pick up another couple who are from Argentina who are about our age and a really good laugh . our first stop we get off at gives us a cliff top peninsular view of the whole bay its stunning, we are joined by couple of guys from Natal and im so jealous they live so close to somewhere like this. We travel around to another part of the island where we bathe in the sea and further along tge coast bathe in rock pools. Phillipe then takes us to a place where you can actually swim under the rock and into the mouth of the sea it really is an amazing the coastline here with barely a person in sight at times you have the beach to yourself i sit myself in a crystal clear pool and let the warm water lap my body. Even though Pipa has got much more touristy but there are still places that you can get away from that in a short walk. As we get back on the bus i smack my head of the bar i really am the walking wounded. Still nursing my infected knee from Jeri and covered in bruises i look a fight sight. We get back on the truck A short ride further and we board a platoon and the truck is put on another then pushed across as the water is only waste high . Back on the truck and were taken to another boat, a catamaran, in a sense of the word, the guy was starting the engine with a thin rope which promptly cut out again so up went the sail and we glided across the water. As we went across i couldnt help but think how much my dad would have loved this. Literally as soon as we lamd on the island we are offered a buggy ride for 10 reals each less than 2 quid. All 4 of us opt to go and when asked whether we want to go slow or fast the boys insist on rapido . Perched on the back i hold on for dear life as the guy driving is more crazy than any other driver weve seen in South America and thats saying something. He takes some great photos and its back to the bar which is literally a bamboo hut i opt for an iced fruit and Mark of course has a beer. We pay the bill and as we come to walk out i forget to duck and smash my forehead of the bamboo pole full belt. The egg on my head is instant an the couple with us laugh at how accidental i am. We get back on the boat and drove to like a range where we eat dinner of beautiful fish fillets with mash and rice and salad washed down with a beer. This is heaven. A guy comes up selling minature fridge magnets and i buy 2 they are so beautiful.
Our next stop is sandboarding, and i opt just to watch at first the way my accident rate has been i have to do a bit of risk assesment and when mark goes the whole way down i guess i should give it a go. How wrong could i be , a quarter of the way down im flat on my back and covered on sand. Not a quitter i give it another go an do a bit better and after a few attempts and a few fall overs i nearly have the hang of it we pack up quickly and drive to the crepe bar to watch the sunset. It is wonderful and so is my crepe. I finish up quickly as we will take the journey back to town as soon as the sun has set. We get dropped of back at the hostel. We sit for an hour or so talking to Rose the owner of the hostel who invites us to dinner tomorrow night. We accept an mark heads out and buys ice lollies for everyone and a burger for himself. The rest of the evening is spent with a young girl and her son who live in the hostel and before to long im ready for bed.Read more