It is not everyday that simple people, like me, have a chance to go to a remote resort-type location and experience the time of their life. However, that’s exactly what happened when my family in Brazil decided to cheer my husband and me to go celebrate our 20th anniversary in Fernando de Noronha, of all places.
Fernando de Noronha is an archipelago in the Atlantic Ocean approximately 220 miles offshore from the Northeastern Coast of Brazil. The main island is 7 kilometers long by 2.5 kilometers wide, or an area of about 7 square miles. Given that the island is located almost on the Equator line, the temperatures are warm, making it perfect to not leave the beautiful beaches. So if you have a bucket list, make sure to add to it: see Fernando de Noronha in this lifetime.
We left Rio de Janeiro in the morning and traveled to Salvador, Bahia. From there we took another plane to Recife, Pernambuco and got to see the recently-built and beautiful airport. Even though I am from Brasil, the American way has grown on me, everything is so organized, everyone is so punctual. It is not quite that way in Brasil, so much so that our flight to Recife got canceled and I had to finagle my way around to get my husband and me on a different flight that still got us there on time to catch the last leg of our travels: from Recife to Fernando de Noronha. Once we sat on Azul’s airline comfortable seats, and the propeller plane took off, we were set. Now these are not just regular propeller planes, they are super advanced and built to withstand the occasional strong winds that hit that section of the Atlantic Ocean.
After three hours in the air, overlooking only beautiful thick clouds and ocean water, the first sight of land.
We landed and took a small taxi that drove us to our “pousada,” the Portuguese word for “inn.” We were tired, it was raining, so we decided to rest for a bit and then walk around in the nearby area to find a place to eat dinner. We must have walked into a local hang-out that served different types of fish accompanied by yucca root dishes. We savored every bit and then went back to catch a most needed good-night sleep.
Pousada do Marcílio is a simple, humble inn that offers the best breakfast in the mornings, along with comfortable accommodations. Imagine having papayas, mangoes, pineapples, fresh coconut water, freshly baked french baguettes and delicious butter. That’s what we woke up to. The rain had seceded a bit and rays of sunlight brightened the sky through puffy, rich clouds. We were offered a dune-buggy for $100 for the entire time we were there. Of course we took the offer. We could now drive around the island, and I must say that my husband was awesome driving this super-hard-to-shift stick-shift buggy with only two seats and very little throttle. Not to mention how difficult it was to get it started. But we took it anyways and he drove that beast like a champion. Our first visit was to the top of a hill to catch the view of this enchanted island. A little church crowned the area named Morro do Pico.