Brazilian Boat Party: Pinching Myself Thinking I'm in Some Blissful Dream

Jackie Steves is guest-hosting her Dad’s blog with 17 posts in 17 days. Follow the adventures of Andy and Jackie Steves as they ‘ the first Steves to venture into South America ‘ report on their experience.

After a short night’s sleep we went at it again ‘ this time it was an all-day boat party. We and all our new friends were babbling brooks of joy at being on a boat, sipping caipirinhas, and being driven around to Ilha Grande’s most gorgeous lagoons. We felt like we belonged in a movie or a music video.

When we got to the first lagoon Andy was the first to jump in. Within a matter of minutes everyone (about 30 20-something-year-olds) followed suit except me and Italian Tweedledumb, Paolo. He confessed to me with a big adorable grin, “Don’t tell anyone, but I don’t know how to swim.” But that didn’t stop him. Soon he was paddling around down there with a life jacket like a three-year-old. I think people found a way to jump off almost every possible perch on the boat.

Andy, Tweedledee Ian, and Tweedledumb Paolo with caipirinhas in hand at the helm of the boat.

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The roof of the boat was a big flat platform, perfect for a dance floor. This was the most surreal party ‘ I think for all of us. I was chatting up top with one of the Brazilians who helps run the hostel, Frederico, when a man in a small motor boat drove up alongside our boat. Frederico asked me if I liked coconut. When I said yes he called down to the man below in Portuguese. The man threw up a coconut. Frederico pulled out a pocketknife, whacked off the top of the coconut, tossed in a straw, and gave it to me. The all-natural refreshment couldn’t have been more fitting.

At one point the Brazilians turned off the music and joined all together in song and dance. They really know how to make their own fun. Just the sight of them all singing and dancing made me extremely happy.

The bar turned out a continuous flow of caipirinhas. You would think they would mass-make these ahead of time for the sake of ease, but instead the cocktails were ever so fresh, made from limes they chopped the moment before they threw them in your cup so they could only make four at a time, with two regular-size shakers.

The next morning our time in paradise expired. Andy kept asking, “Are you sure you don’t want to stay a few more days?” I could stay the rest of my life so happily here, but I was also very excited to see Rio.

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