They not only had a full bar, but also featured a theme dinner with the first night Indian chicken curry and the second Mexican combi. It was a great way to mingle and hear about others' travels.
Although bars outnumber churches, there were churches for slaves, freed mulattos, white elite, and a Catholic church for others financed by discovered pirates' plunder. This is the latter, Matriz NS dos Remedios.
Paraty Tours for 30 BRs. I am at the front of the schooner just before we left the harbor.
This is where we had lunch for grilled fish smothered in shrimp and sauce while we continued to listen to Carlos, the fabulous guitar player and singer, who played for us during the entire cruise.
We passed this island with a very unfriendly guard dog. It seems like there are dozens of small islands and beaches that are privately owned in this area.
I ordered the scallops with a risotto and vegetable blend with appetizers of a roasted elephant garlic, stewed eggplant and onions, and a hot bean soup topped with scallions along with a small bottle of wine.
Maybe some of the disappointment was that the last scallops I had were so delicious with a crispy top and bottom with a barely warmed interior that contained the scallop favors served with lightly sauted pea vines topped by chantrells. My new son-in-law, Josh Beckham---a sous chef at the Bellevue Club--had prepared this meal for us recently which has become my new benchmark for quality cuisine. I guess I am now spoiled.