Our last stop before Rio was this small, hippy beach town. They had the most generous portions of acai smoothie that we've so far found, the craziest looking hippies and the best capoira school. One evening we watched a capoira class through the window, as part of the fight the master would walk on his hands and do crazy flips. I don't know how but after the class, the master persuaded me and Leggra to join a class the following morning at
10am. The class was hard but we loved it and with the few basic moves we'd learnt we were able to fight
(though worryingly I did nearly kick Leggra in the head at one point.)
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