23Feb, we got to Recife. This is supposed to have an historical part but we heard it was not so safe and driving through it, in the bus we were glad we had decided to skip it.
We arrived at our destination and just as we were trying to figure out where we were, a tourist guide miraculously appeared and brought us to the hostel (Albergue de Olinda) we had wanted to go to. What service!!!
When we got there we met this Canadian girl called Caitlin. She was talkative and traveling alone so came along with us on our food search. I was ravenous. We wandered for about 2 hours throughout the old core of this colonial town. Finally, we went back to near where we started. It was pretty enough but not so special that we would have made such a detour. However, I was so hot, hungry, tired and bereft as to the loss of my camera that I really wasn’t in the mood for sightseeing so didn’t fully appreciate the town or give it my full attention. But it seemed awfully empty.
Later, at the hostel another girl joined us called Aarty. The 4 of us joined up for dinner and again walked for a short while to come back to near where we started. There is a theme here... As nothing appeared to be remotely happening Aarty left for bed. Caitlin, Alex and I ventured further to the beach area and found the night life. We ended up having a nice time watching the locals and chatting. It was 2am before we got to bed. I am so tired. I want to go out and see things but need to sleep to. What a dilema. Getting sleep is so difficult.