Thursday 22 March 2012: Praia do Forro
Before making the long drive back (in the magic car that finally decided to work) we skipped out to the beach for a spell- because you can't visit Itaúnas without seeing the dunes. Though the heart of forro music and dance doesn't host many visitors this time of year, the morning beach had a handful of hippies who took to naked swimming.
The old city of Itaúnas is buried beneath the dunes and was a port for Brazil's long-lived slave trade. Today, it is known as the center of forro and the northern-most point before reaching the state of Bahia. It is a beautiful little city, which at least this time of year, is very tranquil and peaceful- and it even has a horse that wanders about the city's center square, picking at grass between playground equipment.