We left Ilha Grande this afternoon, hitching a ride out of dodge back to Rio, where we will hang out until Tuesday. As much patience as we tried to give Ilha Grande, and as much understanding of local culture and ways, there’s no getting around plain old dirty.
Just LOOK at the thick filth on the water in front of our hotel.
We saw no portable toilets so one can only imagine where the throngs of sunbathers go to the bathroom.
No cars are allowed on the island so all goods come in by boat and there is a dirt pathway along the side of the island we were on that connects the town to the pousadas and beaches. A constant stream of people on a Sunday, even more when a cruise ship comes into town. The Costa Magica was here, and their tenders came in two and three at a time.
A ferry carries people and goods from the mainland…..Deep black smoke came from the stackpipe.
Maybe it’s the indifference we felt here that made us unhappy (and yes, our particular pousada was too dirty for us to stay). It’s tough to imagine how the situation will get any better soon. We saw it as a pretty place people come to see, pollute, then leave.
No experience is a bad one when traveling. We’ve had the luxury of seeing alot of the world and only on a rare occasion do we run across a place that we just can’t do. This was one.