Right. Coffee, energy drinks and booze. I went to the supermarket tonight and the drink aisles are empty but don’t worry, more on the way, this is not a dry town.
This Sunday, day 2 of Carnival, I think I finally cracked Cabo Frio’s carnival style—beach from morning to sunset for a copious amount of sun, booze and food, then blocos from sunset until madrugada.
I headed to Praia do Forte, the town’s long, long beach around noon. It was completely packed. Oh, it’s not a problem, Brazilians are not very territorial and personal space is a completely foreign concept. Just as well because we were literally on top of each other. There was so little space left that some people were just sitting on chairs in the water.
The result was a lovely, happy wet mess.
I took a break in Passagem, Cabo Frio’s oldest neighbourhood, then I walked back to the beach where I joined various groups of musicians, i.e. anyone sitting on the sand with an instrument can join. I can only sing a few classic Carnival songs but hey, getting here.
Then just before sunset, everybody started to move on to the main avenue along the beach, quickly filling it for more blocos.