Quite a damp stay in Paraty, but it’s still a lively town, said to be “a town built by the blood, sweat and tears of African slaves, for coffee and gold”.
Spring tides cause the streets to flood, which gives the old town a but of mystery!
Waterfalls Judy in land from Paraty (on the way to the Cachaça-ria!)
Remarkably similar process to beer and other spirits. The crushed sugar cane is used in their boilers to hear the drained juice.
View from the local fort which overlooks the bay. Cannons to protect from pirates!
We’re now further east on the coast on the island of Ihla Grande, which is amazingly our penultimate stop…