Wednesday, January 18, 2006

Pictures from Ilha do Mel

Here are the much anticipated pictures from our weekend at Ilha do Mel (Honey Island). We all had a great time that involved a little bit (or was it about 5 bottles) of cachaça, a ton of Skol and Kaiser, not too much food, intense amounts of heat and sunburn, quite a bit of dancing, não afogando, and lots of salt water and sand. I can only handle the beach for about three days at a time, so I spent plenty of time there for the month. Up next might be Florianòpolis. As most of you reading this should understand, it's not really all that efficient to carry around a digital camera with you at the beach at all times, so I don't have a whole bunch of pictures, but the ones I do have show off why I love my camera and also the best of times we had (minus Friday night) and the dancing on Saturday night. The house in the pictures is actually the girls' house. Because there were a ton of girls and only four guys, us guys got our own big house about a 1/2 mile down the beach. It gave us the opportunity for some quality "man time."
Each picture will have a little description of what's going on unless grouped together.

Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.usThis is as we leave the pier and begin our journey towards the island.
Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.usMariangèlica doing what she does best... posing for pictures.
Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.usShe loves the booty.
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Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.usPeople fishing off the shore of the mainland.
Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.usI just thought these next few shots looked pretty nice.
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Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.usMica, Samuel, and Matt enjoying the scenery.
Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.usToria, Caryn, Stacy, Candace, and Tiphane (L-R) enjoying the scenery.
Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.usApproaching one of the uninhabited islands off the coast of Ilha do Mel.
Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.usMariangèlica again.
Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.usApproaching the shore of the island.
Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.usLooking off the porch of our beach house.
Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.usThe house itself.
Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.usSomeone who put the sunblock on Mariangèlica doesn't know anything about how to properly apply it. Weirdest sunburn ever.
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Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.usJust thought this was a nice picture looking over the water.
Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.usPretty nice looking flower.
Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.usMap of the island. We were on Encantadas.
Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.usNice shot overlooking the north end of the island.
Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.usThe locals.
Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.usStacy (in the dress), Samuel (in the white shirt), professor Gisele (scuba diver shirt), and Crishon in the bikini top.
Crishon (into the ladies :quagmire:) with her "oh snap" face after learning that Gisele has jogged and sang karaoke naked on an island off of the coast of Santa Catarina.
Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.usWatching the sunset on the southwest corner of the island (this is the same point off the island shore that we went snorkeling and were supposed to have gone harpooning for fish.)
Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.usMatt the Chupacabra eating innocent little Mica.
Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.usMariangèlica again.
Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.usAnd one more time.

Explanation for the next three pictures. Matt, Mica, and I went out one night to this little Italian restaurant nears Mica's house. We sat there for about an hour and all had a beer and some food, then left looking for another place to chill out and relax. We didn't find anywhere, so we came back to this place at about 8:30 and sat there until 11PM just talking, drinking, and chillin' out. We all have since become really close friends and hang out quite a bit. This night led us to form the infamous and much-coveted Kaiser Club, or more grammatically correct in German, Club Kaiser. Basically Club Kaiser is the sweetest thing ever and we only have three members right now. We're always on the lookout for more members, it's just a very select organization.
This is us, at 10PM on the dot Saturday evening Jan 14th, cracking open a few Skols (we didn't get any Kaiser until later) and letting everyone know which group of Americans runs the island.

Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.usMica letting everyone know that even though she's only 5'4" and 105 pounds she can still rock with the best of'em.
Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.usMatt, intellectually consuming his alcoholic beverage of choice.
Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.usAnd me. I was throwing up Kaiser Club's preliminary hand signal (the shocker, of course), but it has since then been amended to something a) not so lame and b) more original. Pictures are surely soon to come. I walked around the island like this the entire weekend. I became as red as my red WSSU Rams shirt.

Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.usEveryone hanging out at 22 year beach veteran Kiko's house on the island. This guy seemed as if he has had his entire brain fried out because of constant sun. He was awesome though and gave me his email and phone number and told me to call him when I graduate and he will try to help hook me up with a swank job down in Brazil (he works in Curitiba.) BTW - this guy spoke about two words of English.
Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.usWhat the moon looks like before you've had anything to drink.
Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.usWhat it looks like after 3/4 bottle of cachaça, five beers, and when you're lying on the beach face down in your own vomit (last man standing, Matt.)

So that was it basically. Probably too much consumption of alcohol, but when you're on an island when zero food and intense heat, what is there to do other than hang out on the beach and drink? The answer to that is nothing. Although we probably should have all drank a bit more water in substitution for all of that sweet and tasty Brazilian beer.
In another "Cultural Observations" posting, I'll post some stuff about exactly how much, and at what times, Brazilians like and begin to drink. It's pretty incredible, almost as if it's a mandated part of life down here. But hey, who are a bunch of 20-24 year old college students to complain?

I will be posting pictures soon of today's trip to Morretes, Paranaguà, and Antonina. It was a pretty nice trip and we saw some awesome views on the train. Hopefully this satisfies everyone's appetite for pictures.

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