The first time I put the Backpack on his back and went out to explore this big world without gate was in the early days of 2010. I had just turned 22 years old and had never traveled much. Knew some beaches here, some waterfalls there, most of them on trips with friends where the destination matters a lot less than the party.
At the time, my only source of income was a scholarship that I received for an internship that I hated. I would add that I was a journalism student and you will deduct the value of the scholarship was ridiculous, but I joined money all semester because I wanted to meet South America. I researched the route, did all the calculations of expenses, I discovered transport, hostels and places where I like to go in the four countries where I would go. Until Google Docs spreadsheet I had.
But, in the middle of the excitement, I found that the trip I planned to not fit on my salary of intern. Kind of last minute, I content to spend the new year with friends at a Beach House in Guarapari (ES) and then up the coast to Salvador, where my mother lived at the time.
This was the first time I dropped everything to travel.
Backpack borrowed (thanks, Ort!), with a blog who died in three posts and with almost no experience in Taming the world, I put on the road without any planning. Rafa went, another inexperienced. We knew where we wanted to go and when we had to get, but transportation and lodgings were defined every step.
It was a modest backpacking. We passed Guarapari, Conceição da Barra, Itaúnas, Porto Seguro, Arraial D’ajuda, Trancoso, Itacaré and Salvador. Most of the time we were the first and last city. Even so, I found out that Brazil has wonderful landscapes and I was frustrated because my camera couldn’t capture all the beauty of places.
Our level of planning was so null we even know if there really was bus lines linking the place where we were when we wanted to go. We had a budget, but we had no hotel. This yielded the discovery of better Inn my life, in Camp, and two nights sleeping on anything beyond the canvas tent and a blanket, in Trancoso. Too risky for a high season, many would say. But, in the end, everything went according to the (non) planned.
It was during this trip that I realized how difficult it must be for a foreigner who resolves to do what I did. Every time I see a gringo in trouble by not being able to communicate or understand the plates I had the urge to help, but at the time I didn’t trust my English into risk. And I also found out that there really is a lot of people are interested in knowing the Brazil (didn’t have this perception, since in BH, foreigners are rare figurines).
This was the first time I felt like the rhythm of sleeping and waking up each day in a different place. I also understand that travel doesn’t have to be so expensive and when I took the first culture shock of my life, even in my own country. Because, Yes, cultures change when crossing the thin boundary that separates a State on the other.
Say that the trip yielded incredible memories, beautiful pictures and a great Tan is unnecessary. More than that, this adventure made me someone a little different from what I was. Spent to see the Brazil otherwise and found that 45 days of pure beach can get sick even the most avid of mining operations. But the important thing is that I was never able to avoid setting foot in the world again. This was the trip that caused me to become an incurable Wanderer.
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