Estamos em Pelotas

We’d spent around 40 days in Brazil and it was almost time to leave, but given a long day on the buses we decided to squeeze in one final destination in Brazil before heading to the border with Uruguay – because old people need to rest after bus days!

Pelotas was our final destination and it did not disappoint πŸ™‚

Pelotas is a small town (by Brazilian standards!), and doesn’t have any major tourist attractions… although Tripadvisor still managed to suggest a few highlights (as it does for everywhere) so we went on a little walk around town… Our first stop was the hairy church… NO, I did not make this name up – don’t believe me check out thisΒ page about the hairy church!

The hairy church!

Then we went to the market…

Here’s the market – check out the mini Eiffel Tower/Space rocket on the top! .. I liked the building πŸ™‚

Our final stop was a ye olde water tank… yes we get to see some exciting stuff on our travels… πŸ™‚

The famous ye olde water tank of Pelotas! Note that it’s not actually called ‘Ye Olde water tank’ – that’s just our name for it…

However, it wasn’t all about the sights and sounds of Pelotas – Pelotas is actually most famous for its sweets – yay, my kind of place!!! Every year, Brazil’s national sweets fair –Β fenadoce – takes place here… unfortunately for us we missed it – but Pelotas takes its role seriously so there are sweets there all year round πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ We therefore made our way back to the market to indulge and get a sugar high…

There’s so much choice! Here are some of the sweet treats in the window.. there was another window display on the other side of the counter as well…
We finally managed to settle on our agreed limit of ONLY 4 sweets between us.. and yes coffee to help it go down.

Pelotas also gets a special mention for providing us with our first Middle Eastern flavours of the trip… a pay per kilo Palestinian restaurant! It was great – there were 2 buffets to pick from, one with Palestinian fare and the other with Brazilian… yum!!!

I’m getting hungry just looking at the picture… tamaya, sigh… so happy that in Palestine they eat tamaya and not falafel πŸ™‚

So, it was time to farewell Brazil… I have to say that I was sad to leave… I liked Brazil more than I ever thought I would. πŸ™‚

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