Today the plan is to spend the day 10m from our cabin on the private beautiful beach. I'm going to read, catch up on my blog, and chill (in the shade) while rob tries to even out his t-shirt tan! I'm already burnt...

After a pretty quick transfer we arrived at Ilha Grande. Then I, with a small lapse in judgement, decided we could walk over 3km (with our bags) through the wood path to the hostel rather than take a taxi boat. Two hours later we were hot, sweaty and practically divorced. I didn't realise it was a full on uphill trek in my defence.It was worth it to get here as we have our own secluded private beach on the opposite side of the island and are staying in a rust...