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Bahia/Salvador,
Brazil
Thursday, December 9, 1999
It is day 20,
almost three weeks into our around the world voyage. We have
sailed 5,187 nautical miles and have reached the coast of South
America, the city of Salvador, Bahia, our first port on the
continent-in Brazil.
It's amazing to discover that Brazil is the fifth largest country
in the world! It is 3.2 sq million square miles, just
slightly smaller than the entire United States. Salvador is
the former capital city, and when I look out my porthole at dawn I
see strange lights bobbing up and almost able to be touched.
This is a very strange sensation---I'm almost getting used to
looking out my porthole at dawn, to see a gray mist rising
over a never ending sea, or sunlight pouring into the stateroom
and foamy waves rising as far as I can see.
The lights are a welcome surprise.
I look closer. Ocean Explorer I is docked right up against
the street, and you can step out into the heart of the old city.
I can see the rich 15 and 16th century architecture that Salvador
is known for. We are told that this is the most well-preserved
example of the colonization of Brazil, and I see that this
is true.
There are cathedrals, narrow
cobblestone streets and colorful buildings in the old town, and as
we begin our tour, we can see many modern buildings, beautiful
sculptures and geometric designs in concrete structures along the
ocean highway.
But I'm much more interested in
food than architecture today-I'm taking what turns out to be a
leisurely six-hour tour concentrating on "Bahian
Cuisine." This will be a peek into the "culinary
wonders of Bahia," and this represents the "real"
Brazilian cooking. Raimundo, our guide, is a gem; he loves
food, loves to cook it, and is planning to do all his own
cooking at a party for 200 he is planning for December 31, to
celebrate the coming of a new millennium and his grandmother's
100th birthday, he tells us.
He takes us to Ceasa, the central
fruit and vegetable market and walks us around to learn about the
ingredients used to prepare Bahian cuisine---we will sample these
dishes in a couple of hours at a Brazilian feast. We hear
about such strange things as acaraje, abara and vatapa, the
"famous"
malagueta pimenta hot sauce.
He shows us brilliant red
fresh fish caught nearby and beautiful fruits and vegetables of
all sorts. We're more than ready when we reach DADA, a
breezy open air Bahian restaurant on the oceanfront.
We start with the Brazilian
national drink, made from fresh limes-with mounds of tiny lime
slices filling the bottom of a tall glass with sugar,
crushed ice and cachaca---the "aguardente" distilled
from sugar cane. WOW!
We didn't care what came next after testing that drink. A
fabulous Brazilian meal followed-- shrimp, fish, and crab dishes,
along with manioc, the traditional Brazilian food-- (a
yellow glue like-consistency), and another type of manioc shredded
for sprinkling on the rice. Four deserts followed, two of
very sweet coconut pudding like dishes, another that I
called rice pudding , and a final fruit dessert similar to
the inside of cherry pie and tasting like a cross between cherries
and plums. It took several hours to recover-- mostly from the
aperitif!
Salvador is a city of many
colors of people and place, rich in Bahian history and culture;
it's the most African of Brazilian cities, and for centuries was
the center of the slave trade in Brazil. It was a logical
end to our voyage following in the path of the slave trade.
Back on the ship a local folklore group presented a program
highlighting the African heritage in Brazil-a dancing troupe in
costumes of feathers, masks, ribbons, strands and strings,
dancing, chanting,and tossing lit torches, (which scared me to
death on a ship with this captive audience).
Yesterday's adventure ended with a trip to H. Stern-the
worldwide Brazilian based gem company. I watched in
fascination as any number of fellow passengers purchased
veddy expensive, gems ensconced in earrings, rings, and necklaces,
rubies, emeralds, diamond studded, the finest gold. One
woman I know bought matching ring, earrings, and gold pendant
costing almost $7,000 dollars. She didn't have enough cash
with her so she took the saleslady back to the ship to open her
safe deposit box!
Actually, if you opened
my safe deposit box, you'd find an equally big bundle of
bills---only mine would be in Chilean pesos---I have a bundle of
136,000 pesos I carried in my money belt all the way to the
ship---I exchanged them in Washington to spend in Chile as I
travel with my son
Steve But that two inch bundle is equivalent to exactly $300
in American dollars!
Money is a constant irritant
here---that is changing money. We wanted postcards in
Salvador but in the market couldn't use an American dollar to buy them. So our gracious guide Raimondo stopped
somewhere, got back on the bus with lots of reals (Brazilian
money) and exchanged dollars for reals for those who wanted them.
It's confusing because they seem to pronounce this money something
like "heyow". Later I bought six postcards and
took it on faith when I gave the girl 10 reals in a bill and
got God knows what in several other bills for change. I'm
already on my fourth currency!
I go now get ready to dock in
Rio and take off for my trip to Iguazu Falls and the Amazon
jungle!
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