Other things...
'You know, Arjen, my friend', says Costa, international known local painter over a Laurentina (a local beer). The full moon being reflected in the ocean. Hardly any clouds. Dance beats being pumped in our ears. 'You can make different stories here. What I can say: Trust is an important thing.The people who come here to do business and the locals should trust each other.' I am nodding. We talk while we watch back packers dancing in a beach bar on Western music. The staff are the only locals wondering around. Diving seems to be the talk of the evening. Hours before people told me that they were admiring me. Why? Because I travel with the 'horrible' local Oliveira Bus. It was hard not to laugh. Compared to European airconditioned busses, with airspings, video, personal sound system and hostess serving free drinks, these busses are horrible, yes. But until now travellig with local busses is quite charming, quit reliable and a kind of comfortable (they have seats, sometimes chickens, mothers brest feeding their children, ok). And the drinks? I buy them when we stop. Locals sell drinks, fruits and cashewnuts everywhere.
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