Wet, wet, wet

It was raining when I arrived in Parati, it rained most of the time I was there, and it was raining when I left. An otherwise cozy little colonial town with cobblestone streets in it's historic centre, sprinkled with somewhat expensive restaurants complete with live bossa nova musicians.





One day the weather was merely overcast, so I tried to make the most of it with a boat trip around the nearby islands and beaches.



I decided that I was better off being in Rio in the rain than on another beach, so that's where I headed to next.