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Before getting to Jericoacora (pronounced jeri-kwa-kwa-da), Aka Jeri, we made a stop in the city of Fortaleza where we were originally going to spend a few days but it was essentially just a big city with not much to do in it so we headed off to Jeri.
Jericoacoara is a small beach town accessed only via desert trucks, dune buggies or quad bike because there are no proper roads just sandy tracks and sand dunes. The little open sided truck that came to pick us up after 7 hours trapped in a bus looked great, they driver loaded our stuff onto the roof and off we went. It was not until the truck turned a corner that I realised how rickety this thing was, the roof was not properly bolted to the rest of the truck and it groaned and swayed severely like it was going to break at any moment and squash us all like ants, luckily it managed to hold out. The track we took was crazy enough with sharp corners, soft sand and a roof ready to colapse (bearing in mind it is 1am) but the driver decided it would be way more fun to dive as fast as possible in the pitch black, I agreed with him, it was more fun! When we got to some particularly deep sand across the side of a dune the diver chose the wrong route and we got well and truley stuck, I remember my exact though at this moment 'NOW WE ARE TRAVELLING!' All the lads (about 5 of us) jumped out to help push after the diver had speant 10 minutes insisting he didn't need help and that letting nearly all the air out of his tires would definatly work! After a lot of pushing and pulling then pushing again we were on the move. When we finally arrived after about and hour and a half in the truck a guy with arms far too long for his body pounced on us trying to get us to go to various hostels (where he could get some commission), we tried our best to shake him of but he was so persistent that eventually we had to go into a bar at 2am with all our bags and sit down and have a coke, that did the trick. We spent the rest of our time in Jeri trying to avoid old long arms!
Jeri is a very pretty place with a very bohiemien surfer chilld out vibe. The streets are all sand and there are lots of funky litty bars and restaurants everywhere often with live music in the evenings. Down on the beach there is a huge sand dune to the left that looks stunning from any angle including on to of it. One evening we stood on the top of the dune and watch the sun set ocross the sea with a big group of other people with the same idea, it was so beautiful to see and once it finally diped under everyone clapped and cheered then ran down the steep side of the dune, it was a really great moment.
In the evenings the trees were covered with fairy lights and the cocktail sellers would push there spirit laiden carts down to the edge of the beach to set up shop and groups of Brazilians would be singing along to an acoustic guitar. I could have stayed in Jeri for a long time but the thing I am quickly finding out about travelling is that you have to travel, who would have though it!
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