So I finally felt like it was time to leave Rio and the rest of Brazil behind. Rio was a lot of fun but I just can`t keep up that pace anymore. It`s kind of sad because in a way it`s an admission the I can no longer refuse the fact that I`m aging. My body anyway, my mind is just as young and immature as it ever was. Wanna hear a poop joke?
So after Rio I moved down to Parati, which was the final stop the gold took on it`s long haul from Diamantina back in colonial times. Once better routes were found the town was pretty much forgotten. When it was finally reinhabitated it was kept colanial and it still is to this day. As the final stop on the Camino de Oro its a pretty touristed spot, but for good reason, there are tons of out of the way beaches and tucked away waterfalls. I actually got to hike about 50 kilometers of the tail end of the trail. It was a gift to myself for quitting smoking when I left Rio. I had planned to do it in three days and ended up finishing it in two, the 25 k uphill just about killed me, it honestly felt like somone kicked me in the lungs. But I met some nice people along the way that let me rest at their places durring the hotter parts of the days and my first glimpse of Cunha, my objective city, for what ever reason made me feel like I accomplished something, eventhough it was a 2 day hike that cars can do in about 3 hours.