This much is clear, we have both packed too much and my distinct dislike of any waste is making it tough to throw out the spare stuff I have. It wouldn't be the end of the world if I only had one deodorant and not two.
Left rio this morning, decided to just get a private transfer to some place that starts with a C to get the boat to Ilha Grande. All of the other bus options seemed to be too much of a pain in the backside. So we got picked up in out very own minibus.
Then we got to the port just before a speedboat transfer was leaving so we jumped on that. Pretty sure I became the butt of a Portuguese groups joke. Was sat beside some wee ginger geeky guy and Aimi was on the other side of the boat with his two cooler looking pals. Who thought it was funny to take pictures of me with this guy cos clearly he's never actually sat beside a girl before. Anyway, might not know anymore Portuguese than "cheese and ham toastie, thanks" but that is defo what was going on.
Arrived on ilha grande and it's lovely. We had to do a walk of death to the pousada but it was worth it when we got here. There are lovely views over the bay, we have our own hammock and we chilled for a bit before going for a walk along the beach. Sat on a beach bar, had lunch and then listened to the love music. So far not a bad way to spend a Friday.
Went out to a "pot kilo" restaurant, Biergarten. That's was cool. Had more caipirinhas. They defo get you drunk from the feet up pretty quickly.