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Por Aline Cândido</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-2833935253759470742</id><published>2011-12-27T01:49:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T02:14:52.067-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sozinha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pequena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mãe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='criança'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viajar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resort'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dicas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='criança pequena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bebê'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viagem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maceió'/><title type='text'>Férias em Maceió - sozinha com um bebê!</title><content type='html'>Férias. Em 5 anos de casada com o Alex, só conseguimos tirar férias juntos 2 vezes.&lt;br /&gt;Nos outros anos sempre dei um jeito de viajar (desacompanhada do Alex mas acompanhada de amigos). Só que dessa vez minha companhia seria a Malu, nossa filha de 1 ano e 2 meses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como eu viajaria sozinha com a Malu, decidimos que eu iria para um resort, onde teríamos estrutura para brincar, descansar, comer nos horários certos com a comodidade de ter o quarto logo ali, se precisasse trocar uma fralda, tirar uma soneca, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escolhi o Salinas Maceió Beach Resort - um resort pequeno cujo sistema não é all-inclusive. Na diária estão inclusas 6 refeições (sem bebida), o que torna o preço da estadia um pouco mais barata do que outros resorts (no final das contas não vale a pena - o calor de Maceió é insuportável e acabamos consumindo muita bebida). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De São Paulo a Maceió são 3 horas de vôo - a Malu só dormiu na última meia hora! Ainda bem que o vôo estava vazio e as 3 poltronas estavam livres. Deu pra ela circular um pouco e se distrair.&lt;br /&gt;Durante o percurso do aeroporto ao resort pensei "o que é que eu estou fazendo aqui, sozinha com a Malu, a quilômetros de distância de casa! Devo ser louca mesmo". Mas esse pensamento foi embora assim que cheguei ao resort. O resort é ótimo. É pequeno, mas pra nós foi bom pois não precisamos andar tanto pra circular de um lugar para o outro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hLRj-9X9pRU/TvkzvzxFTzI/AAAAAAAAB5k/BghpW2UbMjU/s1600/IMG_9285.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hLRj-9X9pRU/TvkzvzxFTzI/AAAAAAAAB5k/BghpW2UbMjU/s400/IMG_9285.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7u9PRPblph0/Tvk0WBw21dI/AAAAAAAAB54/wau21wn18YY/s1600/1-recepcao.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7u9PRPblph0/Tvk0WBw21dI/AAAAAAAAB54/wau21wn18YY/s400/1-recepcao.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;recepção&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZPwPckLRXjw/Tvkz0-4INoI/AAAAAAAAB5s/AuNqPYOhAUY/s1600/vista-resort.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZPwPckLRXjw/Tvkz0-4INoI/AAAAAAAAB5s/AuNqPYOhAUY/s400/vista-resort.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Visão que eu tinha da varanda do restaurante... chato né?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O resort tem berço, banheira e carrinho de bebê. Ok, o berço e o carrinho que me emprestaram não estavam em bom estado e o box do banheiro era tão pequeno que ou entrava a Malu ou entrava a banheira... rs... mas tudo bem, não estragou nossa viagem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O restaurante do resort é ótimo, comemos muito bem todos os dias. Quando eu estava quase sentindo falta de comer uma pizza, teve a noite italiana e eu matei minha vontade. A Malu comia a mesma comida que eu (ou a comida do buffet infantil), mas alguns casais pediam para a cozinha do restaurante preparar papinhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oo6emPYSqkc/Tvk0xIzkn0I/AAAAAAAAB6E/xerziCyD1w8/s1600/IMG_9033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oo6emPYSqkc/Tvk0xIzkn0I/AAAAAAAAB6E/xerziCyD1w8/s400/IMG_9033.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;restaurante&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A praia do resort (Ipioca) é bonita e pouco frequentada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rIz5ij2x6lo/Tvk1HN9XHfI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/acsUB4Q0SOI/s1600/IMG_7219.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rIz5ij2x6lo/Tvk1HN9XHfI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/acsUB4Q0SOI/s400/IMG_7219.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Praia Ipioca&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hbH9hYqtbm8/Tvk1KSEiEoI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/MdASA5DNEMs/s1600/IMG_7248.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hbH9hYqtbm8/Tvk1KSEiEoI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/MdASA5DNEMs/s400/IMG_7248.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Praia Ipioca&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O resort tem duas piscinas grandes. Senti falta de ter uma piscina menor só para crianças pequenas, assim a água ficaria mais morninha (bebês não gostam de água fria). Alguns casais levaram piscininhas infláveis e bóias. Eu só não levei porque não tinha espaço na mala. Bem que o resort poderia alugar esses equipamentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jiOLV-zmig8/Tvk11gf7-HI/AAAAAAAAB6s/-19f_rh12ys/s1600/IMG_9161-piscina-panoram.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="196" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jiOLV-zmig8/Tvk11gf7-HI/AAAAAAAAB6s/-19f_rh12ys/s400/IMG_9161-piscina-panoram.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Essa é a piscina menor - fica mais afastada da praia e tem uma profundidade única.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EuR61sSXb5Y/Tvk2Bv9MQZI/AAAAAAAAB60/1Mpk9NZDYjg/s1600/panorm-piscina.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="147" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EuR61sSXb5Y/Tvk2Bv9MQZI/AAAAAAAAB60/1Mpk9NZDYjg/s400/panorm-piscina.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Essa é a piscina maior - tem profundidades variadas, fica mais próxima da praia e do bar, &lt;br /&gt;e é onde acontecem as atividades do resort.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pc_3hhXEJJw/Tvk1dPXLzlI/AAAAAAAAB6k/KvM2BHut4BI/s1600/6-71-2011-20111116044330.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pc_3hhXEJJw/Tvk1dPXLzlI/AAAAAAAAB6k/KvM2BHut4BI/s400/6-71-2011-20111116044330.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os lanches são servidos no bar próximo à praia. Geralmente tinha salada de fruta, salgados, mistos e tapiocas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5PY2B1wvb6s/Tvk25qt-aPI/AAAAAAAAB7A/QW48QzUKbIM/s1600/IMG_7216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5PY2B1wvb6s/Tvk25qt-aPI/AAAAAAAAB7A/QW48QzUKbIM/s320/IMG_7216.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;A Malu adorou brincar no Kid's Club, principalmente porque sempre tinha alguma criança da idade dela por ali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-urJqNmVX8wo/Tvk4RRe6OCI/AAAAAAAAB7M/55wZaSfcSto/s1600/71-1986-20111115041824.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-urJqNmVX8wo/Tvk4RRe6OCI/AAAAAAAAB7M/55wZaSfcSto/s400/71-1986-20111115041824.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1fhrJFCsbE4/Tvk4f_RV9JI/AAAAAAAAB7U/3DQRb7C9GBU/s1600/IMG_9237.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1fhrJFCsbE4/Tvk4f_RV9JI/AAAAAAAAB7U/3DQRb7C9GBU/s400/IMG_9237.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adorei o serviço de foto que o resort oferece. Todos os dias um fotógrafo da Paparazzi fazia fotos dos hóspedes. Essas fotos podiam ser visualizadas num totem, que ficava perto do restaurante, bastava digitar o número do quarto. No final da hospedagem é possível comprar um CD com as fotos escolhidas. Pra mim esse serviço foi uma mão na roda - como viajei sozinha com a Malu, pudemos sair juntas nas fotos. As fotos abaixo foram tiradas pelo fotógrafo Charles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oaiPcf6UdyI/Tvk40R0wFiI/AAAAAAAAB7g/S6S995CQNXg/s1600/5-71-1986-20111117041954.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oaiPcf6UdyI/Tvk40R0wFiI/AAAAAAAAB7g/S6S995CQNXg/s400/5-71-1986-20111117041954.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eLg_YnBragE/Tvk45C0Dj0I/AAAAAAAAB7o/5GickipyVAM/s1600/7-71-1986-20111117041955.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eLg_YnBragE/Tvk45C0Dj0I/AAAAAAAAB7o/5GickipyVAM/s400/7-71-1986-20111117041955.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CL8AoF7yyck/Tvk4-WN-gdI/AAAAAAAAB7w/X4MoL6PJoFA/s1600/16-71-1986-20111115041708.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CL8AoF7yyck/Tvk4-WN-gdI/AAAAAAAAB7w/X4MoL6PJoFA/s400/16-71-1986-20111115041708.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse resort fica mais próximo do centro de Maceió, o que facilita o transporte de quem deseja fazer passeios para outras praias. Eu não quis arriscar sair sozinha com a Malu em passeios longos. Saímos do hotel apenas duas vezes: a primeira vez, num passeio de meio-dia para um restaurante chamado Hibiscus, na própria praia de Ipioca. E na segunda vez, eu e mais um casal alugamos um táxi para fazer o city tour. Fomos no bairro das rendeiras (Pontal da barra) e na feirinha de artesanato da Pajuçara. Foi o dia que eu fiquei mais cansada, pois tive que carregar a Malu no colo a maior parte do tempo, mas valeu a pena, afinal quem resiste em comprar umas bugigangas?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hfXq6cn8SY0/Tvk5tJu_FgI/AAAAAAAAB78/1ssoBjgHcaU/s1600/IMG_7163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hfXq6cn8SY0/Tvk5tJu_FgI/AAAAAAAAB78/1ssoBjgHcaU/s400/IMG_7163.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Restaurante Hibiscus&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NkGpAKiKJfY/Tvk51Pto3cI/AAAAAAAAB8E/dma2mprRu5s/s1600/IMG_7206.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NkGpAKiKJfY/Tvk51Pto3cI/AAAAAAAAB8E/dma2mprRu5s/s400/IMG_7206.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bairro das rendeiras&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não posso dizer que conheci Maceió pois praticamente não saí do resort, porém foi uma viagem maravilhosa. Consegui descansar, tomar sol, curtir a piscina, a praia e principalmente a companhia da Malu. Essa viagem foi especial, aproveitamos muito! Ah, e no vôo da volta a Malu dormiu quase o tempo todo! Ufa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui vão algumas dicas (coisas que eu aprendi nessa viagem-aventura):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;É fundamental ter o apoio e o incentivo do marido/pai da criança. Alex, você é demais! Ele me incentivou do início ao fim, a viagem não teria acontecido se não fosse pelo incentivo dele;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;O carrinho de bebê é essencial! Mesmo que a criança ande sozinha, o carrinho é um facilitador indispensável. Eu usei muito pra me deslocar de um lugar pra outro dentro do resort e também&amp;nbsp; para fazer a Malu dormir. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; O resort tinha uma Copa do Bebê, mas eu nem usei! Isso porque eu levei um kit pra higienizar as mamadeiras (detergente e limpador de mamadeiras), então preferia fazer isso no banheiro do quarto (acho nojento usar o limpador de mamadeiras do hotel). E também não precisei esquentar nada pois a Malu toma leite em temperatura ambiente e almoçava e jantava junto comigo (ela não curte papinhas).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Criar uma rotina nessa semana de férias tornou tudo mais fácil. Logo no 2º dia percebi o "roteiro" que a Malu queria seguir: acordar cedo, tomar café, brincar no Kid's Club, dormir uma soneca, almoçar, brincar mais um pouco, dormir outra soneca, ir pra praia/piscina, tomar um banho, jantar, brincar mais um pouco e dormir a noite toda. Sem estresse... &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Cortei um dobrado" pra entreter a Malu dentro do avião... fiquei pensando o que eu faria se a viagem fosse mais longa! Não dei Dramin e procurei dar a mamadeira durante a decolagem pra evitar dores de ouvido. Correu tudo bem. Enchi a mochila de brinquedos mas parecia que nada era suficiente pra entretê-la mais do que cinco minutos...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tirando o avião, a parte que me deu mais trabalho na viagem foi o banho. O box do hotel era muito pequeno e não tinha chuveirinho. Ela teve que tomar banho de chuveirão mesmo, coitada. E como ela já fica de pé, dispensei a banheira. Eu levei um tapete de borracha na mala. Foi o que me salvou!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;O quarto do resort tinha aparelho de DVD. Santa Galinha Pintadinha! A Malu assistia todos os dias. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Bom, tudo varia conforme a criança, mas essa foi a minha experiência. Com certeza faremos outras viagens! :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-2833935253759470742?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/2833935253759470742/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=2833935253759470742&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/2833935253759470742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/2833935253759470742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2011/12/ferias-em-maceio-sozinha-com-um-bebe.html' title='Férias em Maceió - sozinha com um bebê!'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hLRj-9X9pRU/TvkzvzxFTzI/AAAAAAAAB5k/BghpW2UbMjU/s72-c/IMG_9285.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-2570491323306161739</id><published>2011-07-26T10:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T10:40:36.761-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parque'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='São Paulo'/><title type='text'>Parques em São Paulo</title><content type='html'>Quando se fala em parques na cidade de São Paulo logo me vêm à mente  os grandes parques: Ibirapuera, Villa Lobos, Aclimação... porém descobri  recentemente que os pequenos parques podem ser ótimas opções! Estou  falando dos parques menores, aqueles de bairro, que têm menos estrutura  e menos movimento se comparado aos grandes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Prefeitura de São Paulo tem um programa chamado 100 PARQUES. Em  2005 a cidade tinha 34 parques, em 2009 passou a ter 60 e a ideia é que  até 2012 São Paulo tenha 100 parques municipais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No site da Prefeitura é possível consultar os parques por região.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.prefeitura.sp.gov.br/cidade/secretarias/meio_ambiente/parques/programa_100_parques/"&gt;Acesse aqui&lt;/a&gt; e veja se conhece os parques próximos à sua casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moro na região oeste e num domingo de sol fui conhecer o &lt;b&gt;Parque Previdência&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-__zGks_iKDE/Ti7BLgtw-6I/AAAAAAAABtY/t37QKx0_htw/s1600/00-entrada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-__zGks_iKDE/Ti7BLgtw-6I/AAAAAAAABtY/t37QKx0_htw/s400/00-entrada.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cdpN8gu69rQ/Ti7BMHVMOuI/AAAAAAAABtc/bm6Z4zWt1Dw/s1600/01-entrada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cdpN8gu69rQ/Ti7BMHVMOuI/AAAAAAAABtc/bm6Z4zWt1Dw/s400/01-entrada.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra você ter uma ideia do tamanho, o Parque Previdência tem 91.500 m² de área, enquanto o Villa Lobos tem 732 mil m² e o Ibirapuera tem 1.584.000 m². &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É  um ótimo parque para ir com crianças - tem bastante área com sombra, um  gramado enorme pros pimpolhos correrem e vários playgrounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dMiCbzMV34/Ti7BNbRqXrI/AAAAAAAABtk/2PvxK-dKWfU/s1600/02-gramado.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dMiCbzMV34/Ti7BNbRqXrI/AAAAAAAABtk/2PvxK-dKWfU/s400/02-gramado.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HfS9NQg5_Uo/Ti7BM4_MKfI/AAAAAAAABtg/R7RTzBrUwuU/s1600/02-caminho.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HfS9NQg5_Uo/Ti7BM4_MKfI/AAAAAAAABtg/R7RTzBrUwuU/s400/02-caminho.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem também equipamentos de ginástica para 3ª idade (apesar de que serve para adultos de qualquer idade se exercitarem) e uma trilha em meio à mata que leva a um grande Jequitibá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Gg4elKqYpo/Ti7BQjgMGYI/AAAAAAAABtw/IuufskyWuks/s1600/05-ginastica.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Gg4elKqYpo/Ti7BQjgMGYI/AAAAAAAABtw/IuufskyWuks/s400/05-ginastica.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7zJ5QFq4eM/Ti7BPcBhf-I/AAAAAAAABts/azgVmtcbxEs/s1600/04-trilha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7zJ5QFq4eM/Ti7BPcBhf-I/AAAAAAAABts/azgVmtcbxEs/s400/04-trilha.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b0m7cLUs9OU/Ti7BOLdO6sI/AAAAAAAABto/M5yw5d8aj8A/s1600/03-trilha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b0m7cLUs9OU/Ti7BOLdO6sI/AAAAAAAABto/M5yw5d8aj8A/s400/03-trilha.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parque Previdência&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Rua Pedro Peccinini, 88 - Jardim Previdência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tel.: (11) 3721-8951&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Funcionamento: 7h às 18h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-2570491323306161739?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/2570491323306161739/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=2570491323306161739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/2570491323306161739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/2570491323306161739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2011/07/parques-em-sao-paulo.html' title='Parques em São Paulo'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-__zGks_iKDE/Ti7BLgtw-6I/AAAAAAAABtY/t37QKx0_htw/s72-c/00-entrada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-5660938730537524814</id><published>2011-07-18T15:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T15:44:37.270-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Templo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Budista'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cotia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zu Lai'/><title type='text'>Templo Zu Lai - Cotia (SP)</title><content type='html'>Outro dia baixei um aplicativo para o meu celular chamado "1001 lugares no Brasil para conhecer antes de morrer" (Guia 4Rodas). Comecei a marcar os lugares que já visitei e cheguei ao tímido número de 71! Um dos lugares indicados no aplicativo chama-se Templo Zu Lai e fica perto da minha casa.&lt;br /&gt;Fui lá num sábado de manhã aumentar o nº de lugares visitados para 72! rrrss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-73T7sr8M_JI/TiR4e68nk8I/AAAAAAAABsQ/908Jm22yLGc/s1600/0-entrada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-73T7sr8M_JI/TiR4e68nk8I/AAAAAAAABsQ/908Jm22yLGc/s400/0-entrada.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo para quem não é budista, o Templo Zu Lai é um lugar legal para conhecer. Virou um ponto turístico - é o maior templo budista da América Latina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me senti dentro do cenário do filme Kung Fu Panda! &lt;/b&gt;Além do templo há também um espaço ao ar livre para meditação, museu, lojinha, lanchonete e um restaurante vegetariano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sT8iqvoVVoU/TiR4ipkvbTI/AAAAAAAABsk/_k8JdmlbcYk/s1600/4-geral.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sT8iqvoVVoU/TiR4ipkvbTI/AAAAAAAABsk/_k8JdmlbcYk/s400/4-geral.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eYPTgX8DmKY/TiR4fqxX0AI/AAAAAAAABsU/Rq5T2nzafG8/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eYPTgX8DmKY/TiR4fqxX0AI/AAAAAAAABsU/Rq5T2nzafG8/s400/1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xEUgRTMWUzI/TiR4tvFVbsI/AAAAAAAABtU/Yt08DlWbPRA/s400/velhinho.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tinha certeza de que esse velhinho ia se mexer a qualquer momento! rs&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xlMQCvb01Pw/TiR4s2F9ImI/AAAAAAAABtQ/7rcYgQqGWo4/s1600/peixe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xlMQCvb01Pw/TiR4s2F9ImI/AAAAAAAABtQ/7rcYgQqGWo4/s400/peixe.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-71L9sK5FGAA/TiR4sVMc_dI/AAAAAAAABtM/wpxENNYXPcQ/s1600/13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-71L9sK5FGAA/TiR4sVMc_dI/AAAAAAAABtM/wpxENNYXPcQ/s400/13.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eXIiYEFiKj4/TiR4rhFo-kI/AAAAAAAABtI/bWJwJjfWox4/s1600/12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eXIiYEFiKj4/TiR4rhFo-kI/AAAAAAAABtI/bWJwJjfWox4/s400/12.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-svhqxrdm-BY/TiR4nzIqYnI/AAAAAAAABs4/60vFLyH3YX0/s1600/8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-svhqxrdm-BY/TiR4nzIqYnI/AAAAAAAABs4/60vFLyH3YX0/s400/8.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jardim para meditação&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6t_1QjpAHOs/TiR4q7N5RlI/AAAAAAAABtE/ugONWFksyyA/s1600/11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6t_1QjpAHOs/TiR4q7N5RlI/AAAAAAAABtE/ugONWFksyyA/s400/11.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H11Pgn7PsiI/TiR4pKyNYnI/AAAAAAAABs8/WdsVLgVpgnc/s1600/9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H11Pgn7PsiI/TiR4pKyNYnI/AAAAAAAABs8/WdsVLgVpgnc/s400/9.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nxNFRa_P5-M/TiR4qLywQoI/AAAAAAAABtA/Rvv3OI7SEqM/s1600/10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nxNFRa_P5-M/TiR4qLywQoI/AAAAAAAABtA/Rvv3OI7SEqM/s400/10.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tartarugas tomando sol&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Endereço:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Estrada Mun. Fernando Nobre, 1461 (acesso pelo km 28,5 da Rod. Raposo Tavares) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="style2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aberto à visitação (grátis):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De 3ª feira  à 6ª  feira, das 12h às 17h&lt;br /&gt;Sábados, domingos e feriados, das 9h30 às 17h&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(O Templo Zu Lai permanece fechado às 2ª.s feiras, mesmo sendo feriado)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-5660938730537524814?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/5660938730537524814/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=5660938730537524814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/5660938730537524814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/5660938730537524814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2011/07/templo-zu-lai-cotia-sp.html' title='Templo Zu Lai - Cotia (SP)'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-73T7sr8M_JI/TiR4e68nk8I/AAAAAAAABsQ/908Jm22yLGc/s72-c/0-entrada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-2016694020042045585</id><published>2011-04-15T16:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T16:29:54.769-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='termas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olímpia'/><title type='text'>Olímpia</title><content type='html'>Carnaval pra mim significa quatro dias para fugir da folia e da agitação. Fomos para Olímpia, uma cidade que fica a 420 km de São Paulo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olímpia é uma cidade pequena (50.000 habitantes), cujo turismo gira em torno do parque aquático Termas de Laranjeiras.&lt;br /&gt;Nos hospedamos no Hotel Fazenda Dolce Dulce, que fica a 3 km do parque. O hotel é ótimo, as instalações são novas (não tem nem um ano), mas o hotel não tem nada de fazenda. É apenas uma boa pousada com 12 quartos e piscinas aquecidas. Mais tarde soube que transformar o Dolce Dulce em hotel fazenda são planos futuros. Enquanto isso não acontece podiam chamar o hotel de pousada para não frustrar os hóspedes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5QhCCH2_sxU/Taianvjj0YI/AAAAAAAABqU/0yXtO3n2U9w/s1600/pousada.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5QhCCH2_sxU/Taianvjj0YI/AAAAAAAABqU/0yXtO3n2U9w/s400/pousada.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G_YSegVdemc/Taianx5BQjI/AAAAAAAABqc/i6AOYh7LzOg/s1600/pousada2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G_YSegVdemc/Taianx5BQjI/AAAAAAAABqc/i6AOYh7LzOg/s400/pousada2.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rwA3BdQWxU8/TaiaoOQ-2bI/AAAAAAAABqk/wdKzL3LFpTU/s1600/pousada3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rwA3BdQWxU8/TaiaoOQ-2bI/AAAAAAAABqk/wdKzL3LFpTU/s400/pousada3.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apesar do tempo nublado e chuvoso deu para aproveitar o parque (por um lado foi até bom, porque o parque não estava tão cheio). O Thermas é uma mistura de Beach Park com Pousada do Rio Quente. Tem mais de 20 piscinas térmicas - a temperatura varia entre 26 e 33º (no inverno pode chegar até 38º).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EkNQPFOPN3Y/TaibXdkgx1I/AAAAAAAABq0/w1Uz8JtFJxc/s1600/geral.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EkNQPFOPN3Y/TaibXdkgx1I/AAAAAAAABq0/w1Uz8JtFJxc/s400/geral.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-16iKVeUqkio/Taibbwy9V7I/AAAAAAAABq4/tfAsfvjwy_w/s1600/geral2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-16iKVeUqkio/Taibbwy9V7I/AAAAAAAABq4/tfAsfvjwy_w/s400/geral2.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LIngjSguhLA/Taibc3Tb_oI/AAAAAAAABq8/L_W2Xrm3Umk/s1600/geral3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LIngjSguhLA/Taibc3Tb_oI/AAAAAAAABq8/L_W2Xrm3Umk/s400/geral3.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nlcL9aO278E/TaibdjFg42I/AAAAAAAABrA/omXmb2PieEQ/s1600/geral4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nlcL9aO278E/TaibdjFg42I/AAAAAAAABrA/omXmb2PieEQ/s400/geral4.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem lugar para todo mundo. Se você tem um bebezinho de meses, como eu, dá para aproveitar a área de descanso onde tem areia, palmeiras, redes e espreguiçadeiras que ficam dentro de piscinas rasas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n9UPI0fyEqc/Taia6ocXDjI/AAAAAAAABqs/IPLcpyUdPAg/s1600/malu.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n9UPI0fyEqc/Taia6ocXDjI/AAAAAAAABqs/IPLcpyUdPAg/s400/malu.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Também dá pra passear com o carrinho do bebê por todo o parque (tem rampas de acesso em todos os lugares). Se você for com crianças maiores tem uma área do parque só para elas com mini-toboáguas, tirolesa, guerra com canhões de água e outros brinquedos divertidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i-k4GpJtrgo/TaibFc3qcqI/AAAAAAAABqw/bl10uYAO4rA/s1600/kids.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i-k4GpJtrgo/TaibFc3qcqI/AAAAAAAABqw/bl10uYAO4rA/s400/kids.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se você é adolescente, jovem ou um adulto bem disposto, o parque é todo seu. Brinquedos mais radicais como o surfe e o conjunto de toboáguas fazem sucesso. Tem também hidrobalanço, eski-bunda, rio lento, cascatas, piscina de ondas, entre outros. Os mais velhos também aproveitam os poços, ofurôs e a sauna. O parque tem muitas atrações, dá para se divertir sem enjoar por 2 ou 3 dias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C2zFCUBWqu0/TaibwiWz_3I/AAAAAAAABrE/uBI70-AjdrU/s1600/boia.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C2zFCUBWqu0/TaibwiWz_3I/AAAAAAAABrE/uBI70-AjdrU/s400/boia.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IJONFbuI3N4/TaibyR1WZzI/AAAAAAAABrI/9jRjok9QMdk/s1600/bola.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IJONFbuI3N4/TaibyR1WZzI/AAAAAAAABrI/9jRjok9QMdk/s400/bola.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4UKMqCFn6oQ/Taib1KZzNXI/AAAAAAAABrM/vQmJlzA4bUo/s1600/navio.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="253" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4UKMqCFn6oQ/Taib1KZzNXI/AAAAAAAABrM/vQmJlzA4bUo/s400/navio.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U6QMyoZRPTE/Taib17Oh-nI/AAAAAAAABrQ/wzpWzu012C0/s1600/pedalinho.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U6QMyoZRPTE/Taib17Oh-nI/AAAAAAAABrQ/wzpWzu012C0/s400/pedalinho.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wLDprAQgYFQ/Taib7FVMtEI/AAAAAAAABrU/APdO4zrbkV4/s1600/praia.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wLDprAQgYFQ/Taib7FVMtEI/AAAAAAAABrU/APdO4zrbkV4/s400/praia.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4rJLNxSoF7U/Taib8YLUk7I/AAAAAAAABrY/imk3tLbGlyI/s1600/rio.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4rJLNxSoF7U/Taib8YLUk7I/AAAAAAAABrY/imk3tLbGlyI/s400/rio.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3eGUFjcY5QA/Taib9_D060I/AAAAAAAABrg/Gx9ejEBYNxg/s1600/surf.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3eGUFjcY5QA/Taib9_D060I/AAAAAAAABrg/Gx9ejEBYNxg/s400/surf.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CfzeXR4XuKY/Taib9GD4aaI/AAAAAAAABrc/4IuAz252bps/s1600/splash.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CfzeXR4XuKY/Taib9GD4aaI/AAAAAAAABrc/4IuAz252bps/s400/splash.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zssw0D7w5GA/Taib_ktzseI/AAAAAAAABro/JivpsNCw1E8/s1600/toboaguas2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zssw0D7w5GA/Taib_ktzseI/AAAAAAAABro/JivpsNCw1E8/s400/toboaguas2.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bybnA6PvAWo/Taib-kFV3zI/AAAAAAAABrk/PON2ZGIvctk/s1600/toboaguas.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bybnA6PvAWo/Taib-kFV3zI/AAAAAAAABrk/PON2ZGIvctk/s400/toboaguas.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O parque tem vestiários, guarda-volumes, lanchonetes, restaurantes e lojas de conveniência. Todo consumo é feito por meio de um cartão de débito próprio do Thermas. É preciso carregar o cartão com dinheiro em uma das bilheterias do parque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ingresso aos finais de semana custa R$ 60,00 e R$ 70,00 em feriados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais informações no site: &lt;a href="http://www.termas.com.br/"&gt;www.termas.com.br&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-2016694020042045585?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/2016694020042045585/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=2016694020042045585&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/2016694020042045585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/2016694020042045585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2011/04/olimpia.html' title='Olímpia'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5QhCCH2_sxU/Taianvjj0YI/AAAAAAAABqU/0yXtO3n2U9w/s72-c/pousada.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-7894885810143907362</id><published>2011-03-30T22:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T22:19:51.936-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Santos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='São Vicente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vôo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parapente'/><title type='text'>Vôo de parapente em Santos</title><content type='html'>Quem disse que não dá pra fazer turismo no litoral sul de São Paulo? Uma das atrações é o teleférico de São Vicente. Ele sai da praia de Itararé e sobe o morro Voturuá, onde tem vôo livre de parapente e asa delta. Claaaaaaro que eu vooei de parapente. Dei um beijinho de até logo na Malu e no Alex e lá fui eu.  O vôo tem duração de 5 a 30 minutos (dependendo das condições de vento) e custa R$ 120,00 (voa-se com instrutor - preço de janeiro/2011). A saída foi bem tranquila, achei que daria mais medo. Eu dei dois passinhos e pronto, já estava flutuando no ar - uma delícia! Quero voar mais vezes, com certeza, mas acho que vou querer variar a paisagem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Nbr8k1mw4BU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-7894885810143907362?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/7894885810143907362/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=7894885810143907362&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/7894885810143907362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/7894885810143907362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2011/03/voo-de-parapente-em-santos.html' title='Vôo de parapente em Santos'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Nbr8k1mw4BU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-7664072747193303027</id><published>2011-01-25T10:47:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T10:47:54.478-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vinho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='São Roque'/><title type='text'>Estrada do Vinho - São Roque</title><content type='html'>Domingão de sol, um ótimo dia pra almoçar num lugar legal. Pegamos a Rod. Raposo Tavares em direção ao interior. No km 58 tem uma saída para a Estrada do Vinho. Nessa estrada tem várias vinícolas, adegas, restaurantes, lojas e pousadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TT136aMFrBI/AAAAAAAABoQ/AYv1zoGTTvo/s1600/IMG_5238.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TT136aMFrBI/AAAAAAAABoQ/AYv1zoGTTvo/s400/IMG_5238.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TT16ZhlsKCI/AAAAAAAABoo/Jo6_wUmAAHg/s1600/IMG_5244.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TT16ZhlsKCI/AAAAAAAABoo/Jo6_wUmAAHg/s400/IMG_5244.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TT16ZTVotSI/AAAAAAAABog/AR_7qRAkfi8/s1600/IMG_5242.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="253" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TT16ZTVotSI/AAAAAAAABog/AR_7qRAkfi8/s400/IMG_5242.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TT16ZSXvBRI/AAAAAAAABoc/rxxCWq6Hvic/s1600/IMG_5240.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TT16ZSXvBRI/AAAAAAAABoc/rxxCWq6Hvic/s400/IMG_5240.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TT16Y26jnxI/AAAAAAAABoY/x9bn80_hGHc/s1600/IMG_5239.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TT16Y26jnxI/AAAAAAAABoY/x9bn80_hGHc/s400/IMG_5239.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fomos para a Vinícola Góes, um lugar muito agradável que tem uma boa estrutura: restaurante, loja com degustação de vinhos, lojinhas com artesanato e doces e um lago com carpas. 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São aproximadamente 70 km de muitas curvas e bonitas paisagens. A Estrada dos Romeiros começa em Barueri e margeia o Rio Tietê passando pelas cidades de Santana do Parnaíba, Pirapora do Bom Jesus, Cabreúva e finalmente Itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJIofVjEOI/AAAAAAAABmQ/9GGGb12sOQ4/s1600/0-rio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJIofVjEOI/AAAAAAAABmQ/9GGGb12sOQ4/s400/0-rio.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJF3UhYhSI/AAAAAAAABkw/EQImb3HWyUI/s1600/1-estrada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJF3UhYhSI/AAAAAAAABkw/EQImb3HWyUI/s400/1-estrada.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJF42LDPWI/AAAAAAAABk0/FgvyK3JO2Vc/s1600/2-estrada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJF42LDPWI/AAAAAAAABk0/FgvyK3JO2Vc/s400/2-estrada.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJGAeJEuwI/AAAAAAAABk4/8hKq1qlhCNM/s1600/3-estrada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJGAeJEuwI/AAAAAAAABk4/8hKq1qlhCNM/s400/3-estrada.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJGC_H_uJI/AAAAAAAABk8/BpU8D4cvxnA/s1600/4-rio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJGC_H_uJI/AAAAAAAABk8/BpU8D4cvxnA/s400/4-rio.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJGLV-FrgI/AAAAAAAABlE/9doppkKQenA/s1600/6-estrada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJGLV-FrgI/AAAAAAAABlE/9doppkKQenA/s400/6-estrada.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJGNlUMCFI/AAAAAAAABlI/UhIVXqD9dGA/s1600/7-estrada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJGNlUMCFI/AAAAAAAABlI/UhIVXqD9dGA/s400/7-estrada.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um pouco antes de chegar a Itu tem a Fazenda do Chocolate, um lugar de recreações, lazer e turismo rural. Dá pra andar a cavalo, ver galos, galinhas e pavões, comprar artesanato local, doces, vinhos e claro, chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJGynofYDI/AAAAAAAABlM/9t2mh1W3LiU/s1600/8-fazenda.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJGynofYDI/AAAAAAAABlM/9t2mh1W3LiU/s400/8-fazenda.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJG0TKLEII/AAAAAAAABlQ/HASD1seON_E/s1600/9-fazenda.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJG0TKLEII/AAAAAAAABlQ/HASD1seON_E/s400/9-fazenda.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJG2d2EXAI/AAAAAAAABlU/Ck6O-a0QgDc/s1600/10-fazenda.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJG2d2EXAI/AAAAAAAABlU/Ck6O-a0QgDc/s400/10-fazenda.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fazenda do Chocolate&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rodovia dos Romeiros, km 90 – Tel.: (11) 4022-5492&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fazendadochocolate.com.br/"&gt;www.fazendadochocolate.com.br&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em Itu, almoçamos no Steiner, mais conhecido como Bar do Alemão – um restaurante tradicional que existe desde 1902. O lugar e o atendimento são ótimos. O prato mais pedido é o bife a parmegiana (600 g de filé mignon). Estava muito gostoso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJHErWjVSI/AAAAAAAABlY/1GebnPUj34Y/s1600/11-alemao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJHErWjVSI/AAAAAAAABlY/1GebnPUj34Y/s400/11-alemao.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJHHCYIPpI/AAAAAAAABlc/GsLdC5pJVa0/s1600/12-alemao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJHHCYIPpI/AAAAAAAABlc/GsLdC5pJVa0/s400/12-alemao.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJHIrubWrI/AAAAAAAABlg/p1zuOANptTk/s1600/13-alemao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJHIrubWrI/AAAAAAAABlg/p1zuOANptTk/s400/13-alemao.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bar do Alemão&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rua Paula Souza, 575 - Centro - Itu- SP&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tel.: (11) 4022-4284&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na praça Padre Miguel, parada obrigatória pra tirar foto do orelhão e do semáforo gigantes (funciona de verdade) e visitar as lojinhas em busca das lembrancinhas gigantes! Ainda é possível visitar as igrejas e os antiquários que funcionam em algumas casas do centro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJHR_9trfI/AAAAAAAABlk/Lv7c9Kv7rrg/s1600/14-itu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJHR_9trfI/AAAAAAAABlk/Lv7c9Kv7rrg/s400/14-itu.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJHVAEtGZI/AAAAAAAABlo/fzye7-85DTk/s1600/14B-itu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJHVAEtGZI/AAAAAAAABlo/fzye7-85DTk/s400/14B-itu.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJHawo7wOI/AAAAAAAABl0/kz3HA9Dxh1w/s400/17-itu.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJHciplhyI/AAAAAAAABl4/WcxwjrCWEKc/s1600/18-itu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJHciplhyI/AAAAAAAABl4/WcxwjrCWEKc/s400/18-itu.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJHeLc0ezI/AAAAAAAABl8/MIE50-wgu8k/s1600/19-itu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJHeLc0ezI/AAAAAAAABl8/MIE50-wgu8k/s400/19-itu.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJHgFkOHVI/AAAAAAAABmA/TEaIaRNeO80/s1600/20-itu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJHgFkOHVI/AAAAAAAABmA/TEaIaRNeO80/s400/20-itu.jpg" width="258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Companheiros de viagem: Alex e Malu (4 meses):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJH6REnVFI/AAAAAAAABmE/okpF_9CrMHw/s1600/z-companheiros.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJH6REnVFI/AAAAAAAABmE/okpF_9CrMHw/s400/z-companheiros.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJH8DNgGMI/AAAAAAAABmI/RRVyBLm0uOM/s1600/z-companheiros2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJH8DNgGMI/AAAAAAAABmI/RRVyBLm0uOM/s400/z-companheiros2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Até a próxima!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-7224728835735452682?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/7224728835735452682/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=7224728835735452682&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/7224728835735452682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/7224728835735452682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2011/01/de-sao-paulo-itu-pela-estrada-dos.html' title='De São Paulo a Itu pela Estrada dos Romeiros'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/TTJIofVjEOI/AAAAAAAABmQ/9GGGb12sOQ4/s72-c/0-rio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-956032126681436178</id><published>2010-05-17T11:36:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T17:06:57.046-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Santa Barbara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Las Vegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vídeo'/><title type='text'>Vídeo Santa Barbara &amp; Las Vegas</title><content type='html'>Só pra finalizar, um videozinho com alguns momentos da viagem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d0e3a9b2cf84cbe0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd0e3a9b2cf84cbe0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331314869%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5E7A1B8BB58599D645A24941EF5AC859E09BAC2A.7F744B7E742B0087DE7B8EE2B9833C468584264E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd0e3a9b2cf84cbe0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dvfa8-77nEa9ddkcs6HIhWVb8j8I&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd0e3a9b2cf84cbe0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331314869%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5E7A1B8BB58599D645A24941EF5AC859E09BAC2A.7F744B7E742B0087DE7B8EE2B9833C468584264E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd0e3a9b2cf84cbe0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dvfa8-77nEa9ddkcs6HIhWVb8j8I&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-956032126681436178?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/956032126681436178/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=956032126681436178&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/956032126681436178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/956032126681436178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2010/05/video-santa-barbara-las-vegas.html' title='Vídeo Santa Barbara &amp; Las Vegas'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-3576774445512276600</id><published>2010-05-10T01:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T01:41:37.642-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cirque du Soleil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Las Vegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beatles'/><title type='text'>Cirque du Soleil em Las Vegas</title><content type='html'>O Cirque du Soleil tem sete shows fixos em Las Vegas. Assisti a um deles, o LOVE, um musical sobre os Beatles. Esse show é exibido no Hotel The Mirage, onde ficamos hospedados - o hotel costuma fazer pacotes promocionais que incluem hospedagem e ingressos para o show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eNwP_adrI/AAAAAAAABUA/ijAbzlUP8dI/s1600/cirque-02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eNwP_adrI/AAAAAAAABUA/ijAbzlUP8dI/s320/cirque-02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu já tinha assistido ao espetáculo Alegria do Cirque du Soleil no Brasil, mas o Love é totalmente diferente. Ele não prioriza tanto as acrobacias, mas mistura muita dança e interpretação. É lindo... tem alguns momentos intensos e outros completamente leves, poéticos... O show fica mais bonito se o espectador souber o significado das letras das músicas. E vale dizer que o Cirque du Soleil não fez um espetáculo só com as melhores músicas dos Beatles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eNt_begpI/AAAAAAAABT4/3vk_rqokHuM/s1600/cirque-01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eNt_begpI/AAAAAAAABT4/3vk_rqokHuM/s320/cirque-01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eNyoBcxwI/AAAAAAAABUI/a3oBP5kMTOg/s1600/cirque-03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eNyoBcxwI/AAAAAAAABUI/a3oBP5kMTOg/s320/cirque-03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Não pode filmar nem fotografar o show, então, quem se interessar pode ver o trailer no site do Cirque du Soleil, clicando &lt;a href="http://www.cirquedusoleil.com/lasvegas/en/shows/love.asp"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-3576774445512276600?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/3576774445512276600/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=3576774445512276600&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/3576774445512276600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/3576774445512276600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2010/05/cirque-du-soleil-em-las-vegas.html' title='Cirque du Soleil em Las Vegas'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eNwP_adrI/AAAAAAAABUA/ijAbzlUP8dI/s72-c/cirque-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-1289038326032322124</id><published>2010-05-10T01:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T01:22:14.725-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Las Vegas'/><title type='text'>Mais Las Vegas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Las Vegas tem algumas coisas interessantes como por exemplo escadas rolantes circulares. Curioso, né?!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-d94MZs8QI/AAAAAAAABRo/RLF46DtM0OE/s1600/escada-rolante.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-d94MZs8QI/AAAAAAAABRo/RLF46DtM0OE/s320/escada-rolante.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-d975NfOVI/AAAAAAAABRw/T1lPU20AON4/s1600/escada-rolante2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-d975NfOVI/AAAAAAAABRw/T1lPU20AON4/s320/escada-rolante2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Escada rolante em curva - só em Las Vegas mesmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Além da arquitetura, a decoração dos hotéis de Las Vegas é muito bonita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-d-0fx_tQI/AAAAAAAABR4/B0IuRZKSZP8/s1600/decor-01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-d-0fx_tQI/AAAAAAAABR4/B0IuRZKSZP8/s320/decor-01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Um dos saguões do Palazzo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eHdk-KMXI/AAAAAAAABTI/sR0dclqrOqY/s1600/decor-02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eHdk-KMXI/AAAAAAAABTI/sR0dclqrOqY/s320/decor-02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Restaurante dentro do City Center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Alguns hotéis são temáticos. O Hotel&amp;nbsp;Venetian recriou a praça S. Marcos e os canais de Veneza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eDqw0HMeI/AAAAAAAABSA/-zJT6GAeK1U/s1600/venetian-01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eDqw0HMeI/AAAAAAAABSA/-zJT6GAeK1U/s320/venetian-01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eDtd0j00I/AAAAAAAABSI/h3uGRABwV0g/s1600/venetian-02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eDtd0j00I/AAAAAAAABSI/h3uGRABwV0g/s320/venetian-02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dentro do Hotel Venetian o céu é falso mas o restante do cenário parece muito real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;O Hotel Paris tem um Arco do Triunfo e uma Torre Eiffel com a metade do tamanho da original.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eFBUmvfgI/AAAAAAAABSQ/hy3e8rpx3JA/s1600/paris-00.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eFBUmvfgI/AAAAAAAABSQ/hy3e8rpx3JA/s320/paris-00.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eFEoiU__I/AAAAAAAABSY/_7IoIkw9Ajg/s1600/paris-01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eFEoiU__I/AAAAAAAABSY/_7IoIkw9Ajg/s320/paris-01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eFHv2WAmI/AAAAAAAABSg/NTfHlVVrBn4/s1600/paris-02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eFHv2WAmI/AAAAAAAABSg/NTfHlVVrBn4/s320/paris-02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Por US$ 10,00 dá pra subir no alto da torre Eiffel e ver Las Vegas de cima.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eGIT9SDZI/AAAAAAAABSo/vt-v_g2U2H8/s1600/aerea-01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eGIT9SDZI/AAAAAAAABSo/vt-v_g2U2H8/s320/aerea-01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eGNYjBzNI/AAAAAAAABSw/DZ3EI-fvJ_w/s1600/aerea-02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eGNYjBzNI/AAAAAAAABSw/DZ3EI-fvJ_w/s320/aerea-02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Rua Strip - Las Vegas Boulevard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eGQCAvVMI/AAAAAAAABS4/K4gsPjQAKCA/s1600/aerea-03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eGQCAvVMI/AAAAAAAABS4/K4gsPjQAKCA/s320/aerea-03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Caesars Palace à esquerda e The Mirage ao fundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eGTLogQcI/AAAAAAAABTA/3GZYlfvhM6A/s1600/aerea-04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eGTLogQcI/AAAAAAAABTA/3GZYlfvhM6A/s320/aerea-04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bellagio e o lago onde tem um show de águas com som e luz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Las Vegas tem uma loja exclusiva de M&amp;amp;M's com quatro andares! Agora imagine uma chocólatra fã de M&amp;amp;M's, uma criança de 27 anos, andando por essa loja? É de enlouquecer!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eIXtL67RI/AAAAAAAABTQ/08-sWoSa8Ds/s1600/mm1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eIXtL67RI/AAAAAAAABTQ/08-sWoSa8Ds/s320/mm1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eI2Rq0GzI/AAAAAAAABTY/p_YPWhf1AFA/s1600/mm2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eI2Rq0GzI/AAAAAAAABTY/p_YPWhf1AFA/s320/mm2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eI5sRdC2I/AAAAAAAABTg/Or4RZfjcVnM/s1600/mm3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eI5sRdC2I/AAAAAAAABTg/Or4RZfjcVnM/s320/mm3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Visitei a loja da Coca-cola também, mas não é tããão legal quanto a de M&amp;amp;M's.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eJq0jemCI/AAAAAAAABTo/FkUyZz_h-c0/s1600/coca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-eJq0jemCI/AAAAAAAABTo/FkUyZz_h-c0/s320/coca.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-1289038326032322124?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/1289038326032322124/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=1289038326032322124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/1289038326032322124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/1289038326032322124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2010/05/mais-las-vegas.html' title='Mais Las Vegas'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-d94MZs8QI/AAAAAAAABRo/RLF46DtM0OE/s72-c/escada-rolante.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-4294932557569067644</id><published>2010-05-10T00:25:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T00:42:52.494-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Las Vegas'/><title type='text'>Las Vegas de carro</title><content type='html'>Saímos de Santa Barbara sexta-feira de&amp;nbsp;manhã rumo a Las Vegas. Pedi pro Gui desviar o caminho para pegarmos um pedaço da Rota 66, a lendária estrada que cruza os EUA de Chicago a Los Angeles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pegamos a Rota 66&amp;nbsp;de Victorville até Barstow, um trecho com cerca de 50 km de extensão. Que decepção! Cadê as cabeças de gado a beira da estrada? E os motoqueiros em suas Harley Davidson? Não vimos nada disso... nem placas da Rota 66 tem mais porque agora essa estrada chama-se National Trails Highway. Pelo menos deu pra tirar foto da sinalização do chão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-dxAh8d_EI/AAAAAAAABPQ/R3ibSqLGDsI/s1600/route-66.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-dxAh8d_EI/AAAAAAAABPQ/R3ibSqLGDsI/s320/route-66.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Freeway 15 (que é o caminho mais usual pra quem vai a Las Vegas de carro partindo de Los Angeles) tem paisagens mais interessantes - o que se vê é um grande deserto por todos os lados durante kilômetros e kilômetros, é o Deserto de Mojave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-dxoPzHX6I/AAAAAAAABPY/kCgxmoGpRvk/s1600/deserto.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-dxoPzHX6I/AAAAAAAABPY/kCgxmoGpRvk/s320/deserto.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De repente aparece Las Vegas, a maior cidade do estado de Nevada, com suas construções gigantes e majestosas. Tudo é muito grande e colorido, e à noite tudo tem luz! É uma cidade louca, impressionante mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rua principal é a Las Vegas Boulevard, mais conhecida como Strip. É onde ficam os principais hotéis com seus cassinos luxuosos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-dzogRM5GI/AAAAAAAABPg/DoH5m91qKeY/s1600/strip-01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-dzogRM5GI/AAAAAAAABPg/DoH5m91qKeY/s320/strip-01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hotéis Wynn e Encore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-dzpud5qOI/AAAAAAAABPo/JU8bkez4HOI/s1600/strip-02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-dzpud5qOI/AAAAAAAABPo/JU8bkez4HOI/s320/strip-02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hotel Palazzo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-dzqziG20I/AAAAAAAABPw/kraEX_H3esU/s1600/strip-03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-dzqziG20I/AAAAAAAABPw/kraEX_H3esU/s320/strip-03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Shopping The Forum Shops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-dzr0X3ZYI/AAAAAAAABP4/omD_oMDb9KU/s1600/strip-04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-dzr0X3ZYI/AAAAAAAABP4/omD_oMDb9KU/s320/strip-04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hotel Trump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-dztLfOgPI/AAAAAAAABQA/qcVQQb3_zS4/s1600/strip-05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-dztLfOgPI/AAAAAAAABQA/qcVQQb3_zS4/s320/strip-05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hotel Treasure Island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-dzuB9J7eI/AAAAAAAABQI/5_BXxtnBfOU/s1600/strip-06.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-dzuB9J7eI/AAAAAAAABQI/5_BXxtnBfOU/s320/strip-06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hotel Stratosphere - no topo da torre tem alguns brinquedos de parque de diversões. Uma das atividades é saltar do 108º andar! Alguém se habilita?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-dzvS1x1OI/AAAAAAAABQQ/RVH2K_dXLDA/s1600/strip-07.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-dzvS1x1OI/AAAAAAAABQQ/RVH2K_dXLDA/s320/strip-07.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Las Vegas Boulevard - a rua Strip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-dzwlHtixI/AAAAAAAABQY/dMO3EKFfb2A/s1600/strip-08.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-dzwlHtixI/AAAAAAAABQY/dMO3EKFfb2A/s320/strip-08.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hotel Caesars Palace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-dzxvSAbpI/AAAAAAAABQg/XRe01nroOkQ/s1600/strip-09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-dzxvSAbpI/AAAAAAAABQg/XRe01nroOkQ/s320/strip-09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hotel Bellagio - lembram do filme Onze homens e um segredo? Esse era um dos cassinos-alvo do roubo no filme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-dzzUhhIiI/AAAAAAAABQo/jmwNJWsIitU/s1600/strip-10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-dzzUhhIiI/AAAAAAAABQo/jmwNJWsIitU/s320/strip-10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Complexo City Center - aqui tem hotéis, shopping, prédios residenciais... é uma cidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-dz0t-vLeI/AAAAAAAABQw/2FnkJz7-hF0/s1600/strip-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-dz0t-vLeI/AAAAAAAABQw/2FnkJz7-hF0/s320/strip-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Loja da Harley Davidson na Strip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-d6DrFbT0I/AAAAAAAABQ4/5aAYZjuj0MU/s1600/cassino.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-d6DrFbT0I/AAAAAAAABQ4/5aAYZjuj0MU/s320/cassino.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Um dos cassinos dentro dos hotéis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-d73tpfbPI/AAAAAAAABRg/sPA6cZGIh54/s1600/mirage-cassino.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-d73tpfbPI/AAAAAAAABRg/sPA6cZGIh54/s320/mirage-cassino.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Máquinas caça-níqueis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ficamos hospedados no hotel&amp;nbsp;The Mirage. São três torres interligadas com&amp;nbsp;pouco mais de 3.000 quartos. Como a maioria dos hotéis, tem um cassino no térreo, uma porção de restaurantes, lojas e uma grande piscina. Abriga também um dos espetáculos fixos do Cirque du Soleil em Las Vegas, o LOVE (The Beatles). Vamos assisti-lo, então escreverei sobre ele em outro post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-d6_OArjPI/AAAAAAAABRA/hOthdR4UmPE/s1600/mirage-visto+de+cima.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-d6_OArjPI/AAAAAAAABRA/hOthdR4UmPE/s320/mirage-visto+de+cima.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hotel The Mirage - visto de cima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-d7YIDY5pI/AAAAAAAABRQ/1aaEo5pk2n8/s1600/mirage-corredro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-d7YIDY5pI/AAAAAAAABRQ/1aaEo5pk2n8/s320/mirage-corredro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Esse é o corredor dos quartos - não parece que tem espelho no fundo?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Não tem não, o corredor é extenso mesmo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-d7xPhUngI/AAAAAAAABRY/4vfE98JaBRM/s1600/mirage-quarto.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-d7xPhUngI/AAAAAAAABRY/4vfE98JaBRM/s320/mirage-quarto.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;O quarto do Mirage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Uma coisa interessante sobre os hotéis de Las Vegas é que o frigobar dos quartos possui sensores. Cada vez que você tira um produto do frigobar ele é automaticamente contabilizado, mesmo que você mude de idéia e não queira mais aquele produto você pagará por ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em Las Vegas é tudo tão grande que veja só: &amp;nbsp;fomos jantar no Cheesecake Factory, um restaurante que fica no shopping ao lado do nosso hotel (ao lado mesmo, é o prédio mais próximo); marcamos a distância do restaurante até o nosso quarto e deu&amp;nbsp;1,3 kilômetros! Haja perna pra andar em Las Vegas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-4294932557569067644?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/4294932557569067644/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=4294932557569067644&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/4294932557569067644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/4294932557569067644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2010/05/las-vegas-de-carro.html' title='Las Vegas de carro'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-dxAh8d_EI/AAAAAAAABPQ/R3ibSqLGDsI/s72-c/route-66.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-1595901471040238645</id><published>2010-05-07T03:38:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T03:42:55.710-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Santa Barbara'/><title type='text'>Santa Barbara a pé (e de ônibus)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-OsGxBUpWI/AAAAAAAABNQ/7_Eoo_fSMqM/s1600/orla-calcadao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-OsGxBUpWI/AAAAAAAABNQ/7_Eoo_fSMqM/s320/orla-calcadao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu tour começou na orla. Aliás, esqueci de comentar, mas em Santa Barbara e nas cidades vizinhas, vi muitos motorhomes estacionados perto da praia. Um deles me chamou mais atenção do que os outros. O cara colocou uma carcaça de uma van em cima do motorhome para aumentar o espaço!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-OqkmzdXCI/AAAAAAAABMg/P3ng15RvJlY/s1600/motor-home.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-OqkmzdXCI/AAAAAAAABMg/P3ng15RvJlY/s320/motor-home.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Fui até o Pier, onde tem alguns restaurantes e lojinhas, além de uma bela vista de Santa Barbara e da Marina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-OrPO0waJI/AAAAAAAABMo/kSKEfjYOcL0/s1600/orla.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-OrPO0waJI/AAAAAAAABMo/kSKEfjYOcL0/s1600/orla.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-OrPO0waJI/AAAAAAAABMo/kSKEfjYOcL0/s320/orla.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Santa Barbara fica entre as montanhas e o mar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-OrjGXTL0I/AAAAAAAABMw/03urWTGryJ8/s1600/pier.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-OrjGXTL0I/AAAAAAAABMw/03urWTGryJ8/s320/pier.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-Orn0Hxf9I/AAAAAAAABM4/yK71SfvwOJU/s1600/marina.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-Orn0Hxf9I/AAAAAAAABM4/yK71SfvwOJU/s320/marina.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Marina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-OrwAvYqBI/AAAAAAAABNA/05cHUf7tLro/s1600/lojas-pier.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-OrwAvYqBI/AAAAAAAABNA/05cHUf7tLro/s320/lojas-pier.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lojinhas do Pier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-Or7f1nDgI/AAAAAAAABNI/cbqrGDG0qJs/s1600/gaivota.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-Or7f1nDgI/AAAAAAAABNI/cbqrGDG0qJs/s320/gaivota.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gaivotas e pelicanos são comuns a beira mar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Depois de visitar o Pier, peguei o bondinho para o centro (Downtown Shuttle) e visitei a County Courthouse (Tribunal do Condado), uma construção espanhola concluída em 1929 e que continua em uso. Há um jardim lindo e uma torre com vista panorâmica da cidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-Ov4sIcZ-I/AAAAAAAABNY/w9GfvVkUAWw/s1600/court.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-Ov4sIcZ-I/AAAAAAAABNY/w9GfvVkUAWw/s1600/court.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-Ov4sIcZ-I/AAAAAAAABNY/w9GfvVkUAWw/s320/court.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-Ov4sIcZ-I/AAAAAAAABNY/w9GfvVkUAWw/s1600/court.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-Ov_MPWAyI/AAAAAAAABNg/huYQ2TwxmRw/s1600/court-360.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-Ov_MPWAyI/AAAAAAAABNg/huYQ2TwxmRw/s320/court-360.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-OwEeR3H5I/AAAAAAAABNo/n9arSC4GNaE/s1600/court-360-b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-OwEeR3H5I/AAAAAAAABNo/n9arSC4GNaE/s320/court-360-b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Depois peguei o ônibus 22 para ir até a Missão Santa Barbara, a "Rainha das Missões espanholas". Santa Barbara é a única missão em uso contínuo desde que foi fundada, em 1786.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-Ox-Ti2dCI/AAAAAAAABNw/wmOARnYx8oQ/s1600/missao-frente.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-Ox-Ti2dCI/AAAAAAAABNw/wmOARnYx8oQ/s320/missao-frente.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-OyCLtbLpI/AAAAAAAABN4/jrlducwBlIs/s1600/missao-frente-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-OyCLtbLpI/AAAAAAAABN4/jrlducwBlIs/s320/missao-frente-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Por US$ 5,00 é possível fazer um tour pelo interior da Missão, o que inclui um jardim, um cemitério, a igreja e um museu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-OyWSUCbpI/AAAAAAAABOA/L24hnmy4YkA/s1600/jardim-missao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-OyWSUCbpI/AAAAAAAABOA/L24hnmy4YkA/s1600/jardim-missao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-OyWSUCbpI/AAAAAAAABOA/L24hnmy4YkA/s320/jardim-missao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;O jardim era onde os índios aprendiam os ofícios dos brancos. Nos prédios ao redor havia oficinas e acomodações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-OzQVDlPpI/AAAAAAAABOQ/wm_dVWcPgQ4/s1600/missao-cemiterio-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-OzQVDlPpI/AAAAAAAABOQ/wm_dVWcPgQ4/s320/missao-cemiterio-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jardim do cemitério - aqui estão enterrados padres e cerca de 4.000 índios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-OysLPmMxI/AAAAAAAABOI/uFlxUDmu1OU/s1600/missao-cemiterio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-OysLPmMxI/AAAAAAAABOI/uFlxUDmu1OU/s320/missao-cemiterio.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-OzcEBQGDI/AAAAAAAABOY/NvO3uamt2p0/s1600/missao-igreja.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-OzcEBQGDI/AAAAAAAABOY/NvO3uamt2p0/s320/missao-igreja.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Igreja da Missão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-OzruhI1vI/AAAAAAAABOo/MEjDyxLB4W0/s1600/missao-cozinha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-OzruhI1vI/AAAAAAAABOo/MEjDyxLB4W0/s320/missao-cozinha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A cozinha foi restaurada com utensílios típicos do século 19.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-Ozi2yTCCI/AAAAAAAABOg/qkKynTvIJpU/s1600/missao-quarto.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-Ozi2yTCCI/AAAAAAAABOg/qkKynTvIJpU/s320/missao-quarto.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Como eram as acomodações&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Na frente da Missão Santa Barbara há um jardim de rosas. Havia algumas pessoas jogando frisbee, outras fazendo picnic, alguns artistas pintando a paisagem e algumas mulheres mais animadas tomando sol de biquini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-O0YhbASgI/AAAAAAAABOw/iVxx8UQDuFc/s1600/jardim+rosas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-O0YhbASgI/AAAAAAAABOw/iVxx8UQDuFc/s320/jardim+rosas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-O0f5xPQZI/AAAAAAAABO4/EM9C7eJJ4_k/s1600/pintora-jardim.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-O0f5xPQZI/AAAAAAAABO4/EM9C7eJJ4_k/s320/pintora-jardim.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Voltei de ônibus para o centro (linha 6 ou 11) e passei por outras construções históricas, entre elas El Presidio, um forte construído em 1782 pelos espanhóis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-O1APKcpUI/AAAAAAAABPA/-c1ruI9dPo4/s1600/el-presidio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-O1APKcpUI/AAAAAAAABPA/-c1ruI9dPo4/s320/el-presidio.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;El Presidio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Há outras construções interessantes em Santa Barbara, mas esses são os principais pontos turísticos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Amanhã de manhã vamos para Las Vegas de carro! Até lá!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-1595901471040238645?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/1595901471040238645/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=1595901471040238645&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/1595901471040238645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/1595901471040238645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2010/05/santa-barbara-pe-e-de-onibus.html' title='Santa Barbara a pé (e de ônibus)'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-OsGxBUpWI/AAAAAAAABNQ/7_Eoo_fSMqM/s72-c/orla-calcadao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-7984755861726694157</id><published>2010-05-06T12:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T12:56:51.860-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Santa Barbara'/><title type='text'>Santa Barbara, California</title><content type='html'>Maio é primavera em Santa Barbara. Tem feito dias lindos, sem nenhuma nuvem no céu. Mas apesar do sol, o ar é gelado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As águas do Pacífico também são geladas, só estando com roupas de surf pra entrar no mar. A orla é muito bonita, tem um jardim bem cuidado e ciclovia. Dizem que Santa Barbara é o refúgio dos americanos que vivem em Los Angeles e arredores. Realmente é uma cidade bem agradável. A vida por aqui não tem pressa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-JL4r2wFyI/AAAAAAAABLo/0hm5ZhnRNxQ/s1600/orla.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-JL4r2wFyI/AAAAAAAABLo/0hm5ZhnRNxQ/s320/orla.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-JL6CilG1I/AAAAAAAABLw/jtflgmna7ms/s1600/orla2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-JL6CilG1I/AAAAAAAABLw/jtflgmna7ms/s320/orla2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-JMB5mMnRI/AAAAAAAABL4/rLr6WLnVe_c/s1600/orla3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-JMB5mMnRI/AAAAAAAABL4/rLr6WLnVe_c/s320/orla3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ciclovia para andar de bicicleta, patins e correr (mesmo que seja com o carrinho de bebê)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-JMFjKpEQI/AAAAAAAABMA/QS-zQSmEkGw/s1600/orla4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-JMFjKpEQI/AAAAAAAABMA/QS-zQSmEkGw/s320/orla4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Na orla tem sempre um espaço para praticar esportes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dá pra conhecer Santa Barbara sem carro. Inclusive tem um site que incentiva isso - &lt;a href="http://www.santabarbaracarfree.org/"&gt;Santa Barbara Car Free&lt;/a&gt;. Nesse site pode-se fazer o download de mapas e roteiros para fazer a pé ou de bicicleta, e também dicas de passeios de barco e trem.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Em Santa Barbara há um bondinho elétrico que passeia pela orla e outro que sai da praia e vai para o centro, subindo a rua principal (State Street). O custo desse transfer é US$ 0,25 e pode-se fazer integração entre uma linha e outra sem pagar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-JNs4v9yzI/AAAAAAAABMI/19k4DSlB4MY/s1600/shuttle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-JNs4v9yzI/AAAAAAAABMI/19k4DSlB4MY/s320/shuttle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A State Street é a rua principal do centro onde tem lojas, restaurantes, cinemas, museus, galerias de arte, etc. É lá que fica o shopping Paseo Nuevo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-LmQLDvECI/AAAAAAAABMQ/E9AfqsrrGtk/s1600/passeo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-LmQLDvECI/AAAAAAAABMQ/E9AfqsrrGtk/s320/passeo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-LmSxUWN8I/AAAAAAAABMY/muanCaMnvdw/s1600/passeo2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-LmSxUWN8I/AAAAAAAABMY/muanCaMnvdw/s320/passeo2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-7984755861726694157?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/7984755861726694157/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=7984755861726694157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/7984755861726694157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/7984755861726694157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2010/05/santa-barbara-california.html' title='Santa Barbara, California'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-JL4r2wFyI/AAAAAAAABLo/0hm5ZhnRNxQ/s72-c/orla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-1099705566113603893</id><published>2010-05-04T15:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T15:25:27.934-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Santa Barbara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camarillo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outlet'/><title type='text'>Dia de compras - Outlet</title><content type='html'>Separei um dia todo para fazer compras. Achei que seria suficiente. Eu não tinha idéia do tamanho do Outlet para onde estava indo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O &lt;a href="http://www.premiumoutlets.com/outlets/outlet.asp?id=20"&gt;Camarillo Outlet Premium&lt;/a&gt; fica bem no meio do caminho entre Santa Barbara e Los Angeles, cerca de 40 minutos de carro (acesso pela Highway 101). É um lugar gigantesco, com cerca de 180 lojas divididas em três pátios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-BjYEK0oVI/AAAAAAAABLA/2nGQMTJfiF8/s1600/nome.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-BjYEK0oVI/AAAAAAAABLA/2nGQMTJfiF8/s320/nome.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-BjbG3ZP_I/AAAAAAAABLI/rM7h_L5sORo/s1600/lojas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-BjbG3ZP_I/AAAAAAAABLI/rM7h_L5sORo/s320/lojas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-BjgxI1AJI/AAAAAAAABLY/gm8TF4hcKY0/s1600/geral-promenade.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-BjgxI1AJI/AAAAAAAABLY/gm8TF4hcKY0/s320/geral-promenade.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Vejam as lojas na linha do horizonte (por detrás dos carros).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;O que aparece na foto é só metade do pátio Promenade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-BjefoL2EI/AAAAAAAABLQ/08iKNbYO1o0/s1600/mapa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-BjefoL2EI/AAAAAAAABLQ/08iKNbYO1o0/s320/mapa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Aqui um mapinha do Outlet todo com os 3 pátios: Fashion Court, Main Court e The Promenade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;É melhor ir de carro de um pátio pra outro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Os descontos são realmente bons. Demorei um pouco pra entender o preço que pagaria em cada peça, pois em cima do preço que está na etiqueta, eles dão descontos de até 75%! Vale a pena.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No final do dia me vi debaixo de uma montanha de compras... feliz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-BmQJNJFqI/AAAAAAAABLg/ABBdRBylpB8/s1600/compras-aline.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-BmQJNJFqI/AAAAAAAABLg/ABBdRBylpB8/s320/compras-aline.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-1099705566113603893?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/1099705566113603893/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=1099705566113603893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/1099705566113603893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/1099705566113603893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2010/05/dia-de-compras-outlet.html' title='Dia de compras - Outlet'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S-BjYEK0oVI/AAAAAAAABLA/2nGQMTJfiF8/s72-c/nome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-3312344960745828380</id><published>2010-05-03T01:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T01:31:19.102-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Santa Inez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Santa Barbara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solvang'/><title type='text'>Um dia nos arredores de Santa Barbara</title><content type='html'>Nosso dia começou em &lt;a href="http://www.sbcommunity.org/"&gt;Santa Barbara Comunity Church&lt;/a&gt;, a igreja da qual o Gui e a Fe fazem parte. Depois do culto fomos de carro até Shoreline Park, um parque a beira mar com uma vista linda. No canto da praia ficam os surfistas iniciantes e os praticantes de Paddle Surf (surfe com remo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S94-N4AjonI/AAAAAAAABJA/c_IWRbIXkQE/s1600/shoreline-park.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S94-N4AjonI/AAAAAAAABJA/c_IWRbIXkQE/s320/shoreline-park.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S94-P_lkqcI/AAAAAAAABJI/qfTqRYIU90A/s1600/shoreline-park-sea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S94-P_lkqcI/AAAAAAAABJI/qfTqRYIU90A/s320/shoreline-park-sea.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S94-RQn2ltI/AAAAAAAABJQ/WCRLL4YR5jk/s1600/shoreline-park-surfers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S94-RQn2ltI/AAAAAAAABJQ/WCRLL4YR5jk/s320/shoreline-park-surfers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois pegamos a Old Stagecoach route, uma estrada sinuosa que sai da Highway 154. Almoçamos num restaurante chamado Cold Spring Tavern. Há mais de 120 anos, cavaleiros paravam suas carruagens para descansar nesse lugar. O restaurante é uma taverna que preserva suas características originais. É um lugar aconchegante, com uma comida gostosa e uma decoração peculiar, com cabeças de bichos empalhados e lareiras em todos os ambientes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S95ChNxlQyI/AAAAAAAABJY/vw7BONR9KxY/s1600/taverna-externa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S95ChNxlQyI/AAAAAAAABJY/vw7BONR9KxY/s320/taverna-externa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S95C219Ds4I/AAAAAAAABJg/Eoa3FiONfVM/s1600/taverna-interna.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S95C219Ds4I/AAAAAAAABJg/Eoa3FiONfVM/s320/taverna-interna.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S95DjWKZ2tI/AAAAAAAABJo/m1Xj5qcpcdg/s1600/taverna-interna2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S95DjWKZ2tI/AAAAAAAABJo/m1Xj5qcpcdg/s320/taverna-interna2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois do almoço visitamos uma vinícola no vale de Santa Inez, a Gainey Vineyard. Na visita guiada conhecemos mais sobre os diferentes tipos de uva e as etapas do processo de fabricação. Também dá pra fazer degustações e compras na lojinha.&lt;br /&gt;No jardim, há mesas para picnics com vista para as vinhas, o dia estava lindo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S95O_Q3j1QI/AAAAAAAABKg/HAyQBfqV5hI/s1600/santa-inez.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S95O_Q3j1QI/AAAAAAAABKg/HAyQBfqV5hI/s320/santa-inez.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Vale de Santa Inez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S95GlyyQJmI/AAAAAAAABJw/1xt7PR9SCzc/s1600/gainey-6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S95GlyyQJmI/AAAAAAAABJw/1xt7PR9SCzc/s320/gainey-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gainey Vineyard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S95GtQ79w0I/AAAAAAAABJ4/ecgA50SD5vs/s1600/gainey-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S95GtQ79w0I/AAAAAAAABJ4/ecgA50SD5vs/s320/gainey-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S95MrQ8qP7I/AAAAAAAABKA/XSd9QKdAQJ0/s1600/gainey-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S95MrQ8qP7I/AAAAAAAABKA/XSd9QKdAQJ0/s320/gainey-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S95M66cupkI/AAAAAAAABKI/MOIomQKfVl8/s1600/gainey-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S95M66cupkI/AAAAAAAABKI/MOIomQKfVl8/s320/gainey-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S95NFl0zt1I/AAAAAAAABKQ/eYAOYMCtmGU/s1600/gainey-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S95NFl0zt1I/AAAAAAAABKQ/eYAOYMCtmGU/s320/gainey-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S95NNMPVQPI/AAAAAAAABKY/6-Hjp_z4h5w/s1600/gainey-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S95NNMPVQPI/AAAAAAAABKY/6-Hjp_z4h5w/s320/gainey-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois da vinícola, visitamos &lt;a href="http://www.cityofsolvang.com/"&gt;Solvang&lt;/a&gt;, uma cidadezinha com cerca de 5.000 habitantes, fundada em 1911 por um pequeno grupo de professores dinamarqueses. "Solvang" significa "campo ensolarado".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S95QbZq1v-I/AAAAAAAABKo/nYcQGxLmMFM/s1600/solvang-0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S95QbZq1v-I/AAAAAAAABKo/nYcQGxLmMFM/s320/solvang-0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S95QoZmtY_I/AAAAAAAABKw/EHFT6ueOOxw/s1600/solvang-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S95QoZmtY_I/AAAAAAAABKw/EHFT6ueOOxw/s320/solvang-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S95Qyj4pnqI/AAAAAAAABK4/g6ACPZ7Rxn8/s1600/solvang-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S95Qyj4pnqI/AAAAAAAABK4/g6ACPZ7Rxn8/s320/solvang-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-3312344960745828380?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/3312344960745828380/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=3312344960745828380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/3312344960745828380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/3312344960745828380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2010/05/um-dia-nos-arredores-de-santa-barbara.html' title='Um dia nos arredores de Santa Barbara'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S94-N4AjonI/AAAAAAAABJA/c_IWRbIXkQE/s72-c/shoreline-park.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-6503989020213845076</id><published>2010-05-02T02:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T02:34:38.201-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Los Angeles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Santa Barbara'/><title type='text'>Rumo a Santa Barbara, Califórnia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Sábado, dia 01 de maio de 2010. Hoje começa minha viagem rumo a Santa Barbara, na Califórnia. Tirei uns dias de férias e vou visitar a Fe e o Gui, amigos queridos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Meu vôo fez escala na Cidade do México, mas como a conexão entre um vôo e outro era muito próxima, não deu pra conhecer a cidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S90Lvj6EouI/AAAAAAAABIA/2NAd4XHbozM/s1600/vulcao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S90Lvj6EouI/AAAAAAAABIA/2NAd4XHbozM/s320/vulcao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Vulcão Popocatepetl visto do avião&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S90L_G4NuSI/AAAAAAAABII/fbw0QdennZg/s1600/mexico-postal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S90L_G4NuSI/AAAAAAAABII/fbw0QdennZg/s320/mexico-postal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;México dessa vez, só pelos cartões postais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;O Gui e a Fe me buscaram no Aeroporto de Los Angeles e passeamos por lá durante a tarde. Visitamos a Calçada da fama, o Chinese Theater e o Kodak Theater, onde acontece a famosa festa do Oscar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S90MWDKZ1pI/AAAAAAAABIQ/uvJ6Kh2WK0w/s1600/calcada-fama.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S90MWDKZ1pI/AAAAAAAABIQ/uvJ6Kh2WK0w/s320/calcada-fama.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S90MqgvLyyI/AAAAAAAABIY/zlAAw5-oU_8/s1600/calcada-fama2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S90MqgvLyyI/AAAAAAAABIY/zlAAw5-oU_8/s1600/calcada-fama2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S90MqgvLyyI/AAAAAAAABIY/zlAAw5-oU_8/s320/calcada-fama2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Não sabia que o Billy Graham tinha uma estrela na Calçada da Fama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S90M6SillCI/AAAAAAAABIg/lhX5CFY0wwk/s1600/chinese.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S90M6SillCI/AAAAAAAABIg/lhX5CFY0wwk/s320/chinese.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Chinese Theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S90M82Aqv7I/AAAAAAAABIo/94kUPNH8UO0/s1600/kodak.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S90M82Aqv7I/AAAAAAAABIo/94kUPNH8UO0/s320/kodak.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kodak Theater - onde acontece a festa do Oscar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Eu já conhecia Los Angeles, estive com a Fe aqui em 2002. Quem diria que oito anos depois estaríamos juntas novamente em LA! Encontramos o albergue em que ficamos hospedadas em 2002 - USA Hostel. Não era dos piores, mas o quarto era bizarro - a beliche era uma cama pregada em cima da outra e o banheiro, que ficava literalmente no meio do quarto, tinha só meia parede! Privacidade zero!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S90OAM1qBfI/AAAAAAAABIw/1HTYCzp0BG4/s1600/hostel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S90OAM1qBfI/AAAAAAAABIw/1HTYCzp0BG4/s320/hostel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;USA Hostel - parece que não mudou nada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;No final do dia fomos para Santa Barbara - que é onde o Gui e a Fe moram. Demos uma volta pela cidade em tempo de tirar essa belíssima foto da Missão Santa Barbara.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S90OWm2ZAlI/AAAAAAAABI4/1mPcQZZx2I8/s1600/missao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S90OWm2ZAlI/AAAAAAAABI4/1mPcQZZx2I8/s320/missao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Santa Barbara Mission&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Amanhã tem mais! Até lá!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-6503989020213845076?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/6503989020213845076/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=6503989020213845076&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/6503989020213845076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/6503989020213845076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2010/05/rumo-santa-barbara-california.html' title='Rumo a Santa Barbara, Califórnia!'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S90Lvj6EouI/AAAAAAAABIA/2NAd4XHbozM/s72-c/vulcao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-2003545293115737660</id><published>2010-02-16T21:46:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T21:46:34.672-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balneário Camboriú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bombinhas'/><title type='text'>Praia Bombinhas em Bombinhas (SC)</title><content type='html'>As praias aqui tem nomes curiosos. A praia da Sepultura tem esse nome porque dois escravos brigaram e um deles acabou morrendo e sendo enterrado na praia. A praia Bombinhas recebeu este nome porque os colonos disseram que o barulho das ondas quebrando na praia lembrava bombinhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, último dia para curtir a praia, decidimos ficar em Bombinhas mesmo. Bombas e Bombinhas são praias mais extensas e costumam ficar cheias pois concentram boa parte das pousadas. No geral achei as praias de Bombinhas bem família. É claro que tem muitos jovens, muitos argentinos, mas o que mais se vê na areia são crianças lourinhas e suas famílias. Uma graça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em Bombinhas, na maioria das praias, tem várias atividades náuticas. Já citei anteriormente o pedalinho, caiaque, mergulho e tem também passeio de barco, banana boat, jet ski, wakeboard, parasailing, entre outros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3stumy7s7I/AAAAAAAABGo/rdYBVcxicVE/s1600-h/blog-panoramica-bombinhas-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3stumy7s7I/AAAAAAAABGo/rdYBVcxicVE/s400/blog-panoramica-bombinhas-2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;À tarde fomos para Balneário Camboriú - eu tinha recebido uma dica para ir ao teleférico no Parque Unipraias e lá fomos nós. Levamos duas horas pra percorrer 30 km e adivinha? Chegamos ao teleférico 5 minutos depois que a bilheteria fechou! Além do trânsito já esperado pra sair de Bombinhas, pegamos o maior trânsito em Balneário! Só de raiva não tirei nenhuma foto! Humpf!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-2003545293115737660?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/2003545293115737660/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=2003545293115737660&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/2003545293115737660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/2003545293115737660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2010/02/praia-bombinhas-em-bombinhas-sc.html' title='Praia Bombinhas em Bombinhas (SC)'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3stumy7s7I/AAAAAAAABGo/rdYBVcxicVE/s72-c/blog-panoramica-bombinhas-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-7749151597202177822</id><published>2010-02-15T22:35:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T22:35:28.756-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bombinhas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mirante Eco 360º'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Praia da Sepultura'/><title type='text'>Praia da Sepultura e Mirante Eco 360º - Bombinhas (SC)</title><content type='html'>Hoje fomos até a Praia da Sepultura, uma faixa de areia estreita com acesso pelo Morro de Bombinhas. Não dá pra chegar de carro até a praia, o acesso é feito a pé por uma trilha de terra.&lt;br /&gt;Infelizmente esqueci a câmera digital, então recorri ao Google pra postar uma foto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3nfz5PSieI/AAAAAAAABF4/9vNzZGCqTBw/s1600-h/blog-sepultura-2438537.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3nfz5PSieI/AAAAAAAABF4/9vNzZGCqTBw/s400/blog-sepultura-2438537.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Foto by Pro Diver - Carlos Colonetti Neto&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A praia não estava tão vazia quanto nessa foto, ao contrário, estava lotada! O mar da praia da Sepultura parece mais uma piscina, e é possível alugar pedalinho (R$ 10,00/pessoa) e caiaque (R$ 5,00/pessoa) para passear na região. Também dá pra alugar snorkel e pé de pato (R$ 5,00/pessoa) para ver os peixinhos próximo às rochas. Perto dali muitas lanchas e até iates "estacionam" suas embarcações para curtir o sol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;À tarde fomos até o Mirante Eco 360º que fica no caminho para a praia Tainha. É possível deixar o carro na estrada e subir a pé pela trilha para chegar ao topo do morro. O visual é simplesmente maravilhoso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3nlq2e0yGI/AAAAAAAABGA/HdEcULDccsQ/s1600-h/blog-mirante.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3nlq2e0yGI/AAAAAAAABGA/HdEcULDccsQ/s400/blog-mirante.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Visão das praias Canto Grande, Mariscal e Morrinhos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Outras praias pelas quais passamos hoje:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3nl-yOTh7I/AAAAAAAABGI/9aQ_AyS-UwM/s1600-h/blog-canto-gde.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3nl-yOTh7I/AAAAAAAABGI/9aQ_AyS-UwM/s400/blog-canto-gde.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Praia Canto Grande&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3nmYCMnByI/AAAAAAAABGQ/nBPE3SiSkm8/s1600-h/blog-conceicao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3nmYCMnByI/AAAAAAAABGQ/nBPE3SiSkm8/s400/blog-conceicao.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Praia Conceição&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3nmiXRO_cI/AAAAAAAABGY/yNTq52euYww/s1600-h/blog-praia-tainha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3nmiXRO_cI/AAAAAAAABGY/yNTq52euYww/s400/blog-praia-tainha.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Praia Tainha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Não posso deixar de comentar sobre o trânsito de final de tarde em Bombinhas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Se a última coisa que passa pela sua cabeça é ficar parado no trânsito numa cidade litorânea, é melhor não sair de carro a partir das 17h. Caso contrário, é essa a cena que você vai ver (em alta temporada, é claro).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3noF-ZlcpI/AAAAAAAABGg/V6Fetjtjk9A/s1600-h/blog-transito.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="231" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3noF-ZlcpI/AAAAAAAABGg/V6Fetjtjk9A/s400/blog-transito.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Trânsito no final de tarde em Bombinhas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-7749151597202177822?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/7749151597202177822/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=7749151597202177822&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/7749151597202177822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/7749151597202177822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2010/02/praia-da-sepultura-e-mirante-eco-360.html' title='Praia da Sepultura e Mirante Eco 360º - Bombinhas (SC)'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3nfz5PSieI/AAAAAAAABF4/9vNzZGCqTBw/s72-c/blog-sepultura-2438537.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-5533813695533797220</id><published>2010-02-14T20:42:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T20:44:15.383-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Praia Quatro Ilhas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bombinhas'/><title type='text'>Praia Quatro Ilhas - Bombinhas (SC)</title><content type='html'>Pegamos o carro e fomos para a Praia Quatro Ilhas. Apesar de ser um município pequeno é preciso andar de carro para conhecer todas as praias de Bombinhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quatro ilhas é classificada pelo Guia Quatro Rodas com 4 guarda-sóis. Segundo o guia, ela é uma das praias mais bonitas da cidade. É cercada de morros e tem vista para as 4 ilhas: Arvoredo, Macuco, Deserta e Galés.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3h5PtJLprI/AAAAAAAABFQ/LxueQO-qKOw/s1600-h/blog-4ilhas-pan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="123" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3h5PtJLprI/AAAAAAAABFQ/LxueQO-qKOw/s400/blog-4ilhas-pan.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3h5XxvhzDI/AAAAAAAABFY/nVsTWv8lYok/s1600-h/blog-panoramica-4ilhas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="141" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3h5XxvhzDI/AAAAAAAABFY/nVsTWv8lYok/s400/blog-panoramica-4ilhas.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem gosta de acampar pode dormir a beira mar no Camping Quatro Ilhas. Já imaginou que gostoso dormir ao som das ondas e acordar com uma paisagem dessa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3h5dDMuoLI/AAAAAAAABFg/kGI5szApBP0/s1600-h/blog-4ilhas-camping.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="193" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3h5dDMuoLI/AAAAAAAABFg/kGI5szApBP0/s400/blog-4ilhas-camping.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Barracas no Camping Quatro Ilhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bombinhas é cheia de morros e as estradas que levam às praias tornam-se panorâmicas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3h635HzhiI/AAAAAAAABFo/MuQrHV9xnWA/s1600-h/blog-vista-mariscal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3h635HzhiI/AAAAAAAABFo/MuQrHV9xnWA/s400/blog-vista-mariscal.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Vista para a praia Mariscal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3h8LJB72EI/AAAAAAAABFw/6K8kSF661Ig/s1600-h/blog-panoramica-zimbros.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="187" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3h8LJB72EI/AAAAAAAABFw/6K8kSF661Ig/s400/blog-panoramica-zimbros.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Vista para a praia de Zimbros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-5533813695533797220?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/5533813695533797220/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=5533813695533797220&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/5533813695533797220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/5533813695533797220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2010/02/praia-quatro-ilhas-bombinhas-sc.html' title='Praia Quatro Ilhas - Bombinhas (SC)'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3h5PtJLprI/AAAAAAAABFQ/LxueQO-qKOw/s72-c/blog-4ilhas-pan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-5354476862525148595</id><published>2010-02-13T21:21:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T21:21:39.475-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estradas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bombinhas'/><title type='text'>Feriado de carnaval em Bombinhas (SC)</title><content type='html'>Decidimos passar o feriado de carnaval em Bombinhas, menor município de Santa Catarina, conhecido pela beleza de suas praias.&lt;br /&gt;Por causa dos deslizamentos de terra e da interdição parcial da rodovia Régis Bittencourt (BR 116), optamos por um caminho alternativo. Saindo de Cotia pegamos a rodovia Raposo Tavares até Itapetininga, depois a SP 127 até Capão Bonito, a SP 250 até Adrianópolis e a BR 476 até Curitiba. Ufa! Esse caminho é mais longo e por ser uma estrada muito sinuosa torna-se demais cansativo. Recomendo aos passageiros que tomem um Dramin para aguentar as intermináveis curvas! (melhor mesmo teria sido seguir pela BR 116).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De Cotia a Curitiba foram 7 horas e depois até Bombinhas (pela Rodovia BR 376) foram mais 5! No total 12 horas de viagem! Mas enfim, chegamos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3cxpkTRNII/AAAAAAAABE4/WqJ_vOasvlE/s1600-h/estrada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3cxpkTRNII/AAAAAAAABE4/WqJ_vOasvlE/s400/estrada.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Caminhão tombado e trânsito lento na BR 376&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos hospedamos na Pousada Nari Nari, no começo da praia de Bombas, a um quarteirão da praia. As hospedagens em Bombas são mais baratas do que em Bombinhas, mas só vamos descobrir o custo benefício disso nos próximos dias. Ficamos longe das melhores praias (Quatro ilhas, por exemplo), e precisaremos nos deslocar de carro para conhecê-las.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3cyLjXhrYI/AAAAAAAABFA/L-ch3xswFYY/s1600-h/hotel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3cyLjXhrYI/AAAAAAAABFA/L-ch3xswFYY/s400/hotel.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pousada Nari Nari&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3cyUAVZt7I/AAAAAAAABFI/zbD8FOWuUU8/s1600-h/bombas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="202" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3cyUAVZt7I/AAAAAAAABFI/zbD8FOWuUU8/s400/bombas.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Praia de Bombas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pousada Nari Nari&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rua Codorna, 191 - Praia Bombas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bombinhas - SC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tel: (47) 3393-6375&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;www.narinari.com.br&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-5354476862525148595?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/5354476862525148595/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=5354476862525148595&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/5354476862525148595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/5354476862525148595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2010/02/feriado-de-carnaval-em-bombinhas-sc.html' title='Feriado de carnaval em Bombinhas (SC)'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/S3cxpkTRNII/AAAAAAAABE4/WqJ_vOasvlE/s72-c/estrada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-7603300243879020147</id><published>2009-11-22T16:59:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T17:02:22.084-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mercado_municipal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='São Paulo'/><title type='text'>Visita ao Mercado Municipal em São Paulo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SwmHBrsStUI/AAAAAAAAAko/8oMB9o975To/s1600/fachada-mercado.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SwmHBrsStUI/AAAAAAAAAko/8oMB9o975To/s320/fachada-mercado.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Aproveitamos o sábado pós-feriado Consciência Negra e fomos almoçar no Mercado Municipal de São Paulo. A cidade estava vazia mas o Mercadão estava cheio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SwmIurT6jmI/AAAAAAAAAlA/oLhLfnIkKK0/s1600/geral.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SwmIurT6jmI/AAAAAAAAAlA/oLhLfnIkKK0/s320/geral.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Ele foi inaugurado em 1933 mas só a partir de 2004 passou a ser ponto turístimo e gastronômico de São Paulo. O mega sanduíche de mortadela,&amp;nbsp;o pastel e&amp;nbsp;o bolinho de bacalhau são os quitutes mais vendidos nos restaurantes de lá. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SwmHF3Kcx6I/AAAAAAAAAk4/SCYM7gIGp5s/s1600/bolinho.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SwmHF3Kcx6I/AAAAAAAAAk4/SCYM7gIGp5s/s320/bolinho.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Depois de almoçar no&amp;nbsp;2o. pavimento demos uma volta pelos 291 boxes do térreo.&amp;nbsp;A variedade de&amp;nbsp;cores e sabores encanta os olhos e o paladar. Frutas, frios, especiarias, temperos, açougue, rotisseria e doces, tudo da melhor qualidade, para todos os gostos e bolsos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SwmJFp3WfII/AAAAAAAAAlI/INxKA6y5iXk/s1600/frutas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SwmJFp3WfII/AAAAAAAAAlI/INxKA6y5iXk/s320/frutas.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SwmJmU83QTI/AAAAAAAAAlw/4F7n0k4np-E/s1600/pitaya.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SwmJmU83QTI/AAAAAAAAAlw/4F7n0k4np-E/s320/pitaya.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fruta Pitaya: R$ 80,00/kilo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SwmJMqlYQqI/AAAAAAAAAlY/QWBSRqhvSjk/s1600/temperos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SwmJMqlYQqI/AAAAAAAAAlY/QWBSRqhvSjk/s320/temperos.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SwmJQTnydwI/AAAAAAAAAlg/CWv2varCLwk/s1600/bacalhau.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SwmJQTnydwI/AAAAAAAAAlg/CWv2varCLwk/s320/bacalhau.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SwmJKglxPZI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/fa3kF8ZFJWw/s1600/queijos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SwmJKglxPZI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/fa3kF8ZFJWw/s320/queijos.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mercado Municipal Paulistano&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mercadomunicipal.com.br/"&gt;http://www.mercadomunicipal.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rua da Cantareira, 306 - Parque Dom Pedro II - São Paulo - SP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-7603300243879020147?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/7603300243879020147/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=7603300243879020147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/7603300243879020147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/7603300243879020147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/11/visita-ao-mercado-municipal-em-sao.html' title='Visita ao Mercado Municipal em São Paulo'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SwmHBrsStUI/AAAAAAAAAko/8oMB9o975To/s72-c/fachada-mercado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-3048667066619399199</id><published>2009-10-05T09:59:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T10:29:13.033-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pára-quedas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boituva'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salto'/><title type='text'>Vôo de peru em Boituva</title><content type='html'>Passamos o domingo numa chácara em Boituva e aproveitamos para conhecer o Centro Nacional de Paraquedismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SsnsJUCIELI/AAAAAAAAAik/OJTx2QO7028/s1600-h/entrada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SsnsJUCIELI/AAAAAAAAAik/OJTx2QO7028/s400/entrada.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Não juntei coragem suficiente para saltar de pára-quedas, mas quis conhecer de perto essa aventura. Eu, a Milena e o Roberto voamos como "peru". O "peru" acompanha todo o vôo ao lado do piloto, sentado ao lado dele ou lá atrás junto com os paraquedistas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SsnsWm6Bz6I/AAAAAAAAAi0/sYro_NEOxCk/s1600-h/piloto.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SsnsWm6Bz6I/AAAAAAAAAi0/sYro_NEOxCk/s400/piloto.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SsnsUQ1jsSI/AAAAAAAAAis/fqx0BJl6LW4/s1600-h/aviao-cheio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SsnsUQ1jsSI/AAAAAAAAAis/fqx0BJl6LW4/s400/aviao-cheio.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foram 16 pessoas no avião contando com o piloto. No total são 8 minutos de vôo. Ele vai subindo devagar até atingir 12.000 pés (aproximadamente 4 km). Dá pra apreciar a paisagem da região, que é bem bonita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SsnssMgpy7I/AAAAAAAAAi8/hP4UWulL1w4/s1600-h/aviao-paisagem.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SsnssMgpy7I/AAAAAAAAAi8/hP4UWulL1w4/s400/aviao-paisagem.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SsnstqC6H7I/AAAAAAAAAjE/og8UXAB_Ptg/s1600-h/paisagem.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SsnstqC6H7I/AAAAAAAAAjE/og8UXAB_Ptg/s400/paisagem.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Quando chega lá em cima, desliga o motor, abre a porta e os doidos começam a saltar, em dupla ou sozinhos. Quando o dia está nublado a sensação que se tem é a de saltar sobre um colchão de nuvens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SsntCOa9C1I/AAAAAAAAAjM/wYA0G6FineE/s1600-h/saltando.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SsntCOa9C1I/AAAAAAAAAjM/wYA0G6FineE/s400/saltando.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Ssn0VfLcCNI/AAAAAAAAAjk/lnLItomZ3j4/s1600-h/paraquedas2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Ssn0VfLcCNI/AAAAAAAAAjk/lnLItomZ3j4/s400/paraquedas2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois que todos saltam, o avião desce de bico muito rápido, com a porta aberta (não tem mais ninguém pra fechar!). Os "perus" que vão lá trás são presos apenas por uma perna! Se já é emocionante subir e descer de avião, imagine saltar de pára-quedas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SsntIj8CgZI/AAAAAAAAAjU/UU35-rmwKck/s1600-h/peru-sozinha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SsntIj8CgZI/AAAAAAAAAjU/UU35-rmwKck/s400/peru-sozinha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SsntM2Xp6NI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Mp0vFc3IrzY/s1600-h/tres-aviao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SsntM2Xp6NI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Mp0vFc3IrzY/s400/tres-aviao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quem sabe da próxima vez vou de "águia", afinal, "peru" não voa.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-3048667066619399199?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/3048667066619399199/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=3048667066619399199&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/3048667066619399199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/3048667066619399199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/10/voo-de-peru-em-boituva.html' title='Vôo de peru em Boituva'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SsnsJUCIELI/AAAAAAAAAik/OJTx2QO7028/s72-c/entrada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-696522970480644147</id><published>2009-08-25T00:05:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T09:39:47.947-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranking'/><title type='text'>Ranking da viagem SP-BA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Total de km rodados:&lt;/span&gt; 6.300 km&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nomes de cidades/povoados mais curiosos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Cabeça de Vaca (BA)&lt;br /&gt;- Rafael Jambeiro (BA)&lt;br /&gt;- Povoado do Km 100 (BA)&lt;br /&gt;- Epaminondas Otoni (MG)&lt;br /&gt;- Formiga (MG)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vale a pena voltar em&lt;/span&gt; Itacaré.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não vale a pena voltar em&lt;/span&gt; Ilhéus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A melhor praia em conforto/mordomia:&lt;/span&gt; as de Trancoso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A praia com o melhor visual:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra mim (Aline), é a Prainha em Itacaré (BA);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SpNKS6EU2VI/AAAAAAAAAhA/bUrYwhx51Bg/s1600-h/prainha.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373720469068634450" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SpNKS6EU2VI/AAAAAAAAAhA/bUrYwhx51Bg/s200/prainha.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 112px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra Milena é Tororão em Prado (BA);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SpNKTSACdrI/AAAAAAAAAhI/ITsh1EF0lCY/s1600-h/tororo.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373720475493103282" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SpNKTSACdrI/AAAAAAAAAhI/ITsh1EF0lCY/s200/tororo.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 112px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pro Alex é Jeribucaçu em Itacaré (BA).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SpNK6re6ReI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/7VYra-Tq9xQ/s1600-h/jeribu.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373721152348374498" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SpNK6re6ReI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/7VYra-Tq9xQ/s200/jeribu.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 112px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O melhor visual da Chapada da Diamantina:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De cima do morro do Pai Inácio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SpNLtwBqWNI/AAAAAAAAAhY/xYI_-_JIg84/s1600-h/pai-inaci.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373722029741201618" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SpNLtwBqWNI/AAAAAAAAAhY/xYI_-_JIg84/s200/pai-inaci.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 112px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A melhor estadia: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pousada Quarto Crescente em Trancoso (BA).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A melhor comida:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recanto das Artes e Espaço Brasil (Itacaré - BA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Preços de estadia &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(por pessoa, por dia, em apto triplo - Ago/09)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt; A mais barata: R$ 26,50  - Lençóis / Chapada da Diamantina (BA)&lt;br /&gt;A mais cara: R$ 50,00 - Morro de São Paulo (BA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Água de côco:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mais barata: de graça na Praia Piracanga (BA)&lt;br /&gt;A mais cara: R$ 4,00 - na Praia Rio Verde em Trancoso (BA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Total de combustível gasto:&lt;/span&gt; R$ 1.200,00&lt;br /&gt;Gasolina mais barata: R$ 2,35 em São Paulo - SP&lt;br /&gt;Gasolina mais cara: R$ 2,91 em Trancoso - BA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pior roubada:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedir um suco de frutas na barraca do Joe (Morro de São Paulo - BA) sem perguntar o preço. Um copo de 400 ml custou R$ 10,00!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O que é que a Bahia tem: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lugares lindos e muito sossego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada pela companhia e até a próxima!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-696522970480644147?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/696522970480644147/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=696522970480644147&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/696522970480644147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/696522970480644147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/ranking-da-viagem-sp-ba.html' title='Ranking da viagem SP-BA'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SpNKS6EU2VI/AAAAAAAAAhA/bUrYwhx51Bg/s72-c/prainha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-2519043331370920486</id><published>2009-08-25T00:02:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T00:21:30.751-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estradas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mapa'/><title type='text'>Mapa da viagem e estradas - SP-BA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SpNUVqsQsDI/AAAAAAAAAhg/HrhFfmYp_yQ/s1600-h/mapa-viagem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 392px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SpNUVqsQsDI/AAAAAAAAAhg/HrhFfmYp_yQ/s400/mapa-viagem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373731511597051954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As cidades marcadas no mapa foram as cidades nas quais ficamos hospedados. Abaixo as estradas que utilizamos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;São Paulo (SP) - Guarapari (ES)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BR 116 (Dutra) + BR 101 + Rod. Jones dos Santos Neves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guarapari (ES) - Teixeira de Freitas (BA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BR 101&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teixeira de Freitas - Trancoso (BA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BR 101 + BR 367 + Est. Trancoso Ajuda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trancoso - Porto Seguro (BA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Est. Trancoso Ajuda + BR 367&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Porto Seguro - Itacaré (BA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BR 367 + BR 101 + BR 263 + vicinal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Itacaré - Morro de São Paulo (BA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vicinal + BR 263 + BR 101 + BA 001 até Valença + Lancha para Morro de SP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Morro de São Paulo - Salvador (BA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lancha para Valença + BA 001 até Itaparica + Ferryboat para Salvador&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Salvador - Lençóis/Chapada da Diamantina (BA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BR 324 + BR 116 + BR 242 + vicinal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lençóis - Itacaré (BA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vicinal + BR 242 + BR 116 + BA de Jequié a Ubaitaba + estrada de terra até Itacaré&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Itacaré (BA) - Governador Valadares (MG)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vicinal + BR 263 até Itabuna + BR 101 até trevo posto Abrolhos + MG 418 + BR 116&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Governador Valadares (MG) - São Paulo (SP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BR 381 (Fernão Dias)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-2519043331370920486?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/2519043331370920486/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=2519043331370920486&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/2519043331370920486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/2519043331370920486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/mapa-da-viagem-e-estradas-sp-ba.html' title='Mapa da viagem e estradas - SP-BA'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SpNUVqsQsDI/AAAAAAAAAhg/HrhFfmYp_yQ/s72-c/mapa-viagem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-4018141553943853902</id><published>2009-08-24T21:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:20:49.409-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carne de bode'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='São Paulo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Belo Horizonte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Governador Valadares'/><title type='text'>Carne de bode e a volta para São Paulo</title><content type='html'>Sabe o que eu descobri? Que eu comi carne de bode sem saber!!! Pois é. No caminho da Bahia até Minas paramos para almoçar na estrada. Como faz falta um posto Graal no nordeste! Paramos num restaurante-lanchonete e pedimos um lanche. O rapaz disse que era pão com carne, só não falou que era carne de bode. Estranhei o gosto e a carne estava meio dura, mas comemos mesmo assim. No dia seguinte o Alex me contou que aquilo era carne de bode! Ergh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, superado o episódio do "bode-burguer", saímos de Governador Valadares e paramos em Belo Horizonte para almoçar em família. Ufa! Nada como uma comida de tia depois de três semanas longe de casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SpM8MO_7Z-I/AAAAAAAAAgY/C2UQFHlpss0/s1600-h/primos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SpM8MO_7Z-I/AAAAAAAAAgY/C2UQFHlpss0/s400/primos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373704961265461218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;De Belo Horizonte até São Paulo são aproximadamente 600 km, mas a viagem ficou mais longa pois um acidente com caminhão e carro na Fernão Dias interditou as duas faixas por duas horas! Chegamos em casa quase meia noite, nosso lar doce lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SpM8L9kh0oI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/rZu75c6GWow/s1600-h/IMG_2531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SpM8L9kh0oI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/rZu75c6GWow/s400/IMG_2531.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373704956587135618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-4018141553943853902?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/4018141553943853902/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=4018141553943853902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/4018141553943853902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/4018141553943853902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/carne-de-bode-e-volta-para-sao-paulo.html' title='Carne de bode e a volta para São Paulo'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SpM8MO_7Z-I/AAAAAAAAAgY/C2UQFHlpss0/s72-c/primos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-3793405116394228265</id><published>2009-08-22T22:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:19:03.920-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Governador Valadares'/><title type='text'>Itacaré - Governador Valadares</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SpM78XnfoYI/AAAAAAAAAgI/-ArSPqRuR0A/s1600-h/gov.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SpM78XnfoYI/AAAAAAAAAgI/-ArSPqRuR0A/s400/gov.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373704688700989826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixamos Itacaré do mesmo jeito que chegamos da primeira vez - debaixo de chuva. E a chuva nos acompanhou na estrada durante quase todo o percurso. Parecia até um consolo pelo fim da viagem e por estarmos deixando para trás um pedaço do Brasil onde é sempre verão. Já rodamos mais de 5.000 km nessa viagem e vimos que o Brasil é grande, bonito, muito rico e muito pobre. As diferenças são gritantes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paramos para dormir em Governador Valadares - MG. Amanhã continuamos nossa viagem até São Paulo com uma parada para almoço na casa da Tia Vera em BH.&lt;br /&gt;O ranking da viagem já está pronto, mas não vou postar hoje, assim vocês ficam com a gente mais um tempinho! (rs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mirante Hotel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BR 116 - km 415&lt;br /&gt;Governador Valadares - MG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-3793405116394228265?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/3793405116394228265/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=3793405116394228265&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/3793405116394228265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/3793405116394228265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/itacare-governador-valadares.html' title='Itacaré - Governador Valadares'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SpM78XnfoYI/AAAAAAAAAgI/-ArSPqRuR0A/s72-c/gov.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-5542219292398368296</id><published>2009-08-21T18:52:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:15:45.328-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Itacaré'/><title type='text'>Último dia em Itacaré</title><content type='html'>Começamos o dia indo à Prainha com nossos amigos - aquela praia é linda e o dia foi quente - ainda bem que tem um monte de coqueiros para fazer sombra.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372540110987052402" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 225px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/So8YxBjrxXI/AAAAAAAAAeI/cStwWRm-zEQ/s400/Imagem+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Depois fomos à Cachoeira do Tijuípe, ela fica na estrada em direção à Ilhéus, depois da praia de Itacarezinho. Paga-se R$ 10,00 por pessoa para entrar na propriedade que possui um bar-restaurante. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372540598164221826" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/So8ZNYbxb4I/AAAAAAAAAe4/d90_NWS2x2E/s400/IMG_2471.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;A Cachoeira do Tijuípe é grande e barulhenta, e a água estava uma delícia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372540123053489826" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/So8Yxugi_qI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/WhlsClUJy5s/s400/Imagem+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Tem também a Cachoeirinha, mas lá não se pode nadar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372540604808300402" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/So8ZNxL2B3I/AAAAAAAAAfA/wuqul49sakA/s400/IMG_2478.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Terminamos o dia almoçando na praia Tiririca. O quiosque Mahalo oferece conforto e lanches caprichados a beira mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372540140229290434" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 225px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/So8Yyufk6cI/AAAAAAAAAeo/nLFOH1n9Z7o/s400/Imagem+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372540588779589842" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/So8ZM1eTUNI/AAAAAAAAAew/IJoejjclkzg/s400/Imagem+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372540134488493938" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/So8YyZG3T3I/AAAAAAAAAeg/0tgNxUIHI8Y/s400/Imagem+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SpM7DoAWAQI/AAAAAAAAAgA/r_ckf7GTENQ/s1600-h/Nova+imagem2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SpM7DoAWAQI/AAAAAAAAAgA/r_ckf7GTENQ/s400/Nova+imagem2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373703713847640322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amanhã nos despedimos de Itacaré e começamos a descer para São Paulo. Logo mais vou publicar um ranking dessa viagem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-5542219292398368296?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/5542219292398368296/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=5542219292398368296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/5542219292398368296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/5542219292398368296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/ultimo-dia-em-itacare.html' title='Último dia em Itacaré'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/So8YxBjrxXI/AAAAAAAAAeI/cStwWRm-zEQ/s72-c/Imagem+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-926658710635764634</id><published>2009-08-20T21:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T19:08:05.603-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Itacaré'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maraú'/><title type='text'>Praia Piracanga e a Ilha do Juliano</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hoje fizemos um passeio de nativo em Itacaré. O Juliano que trabalha na pousada da Paz estava doido pra ir até Piracanga, uma praia quase deserta que fica na península de Maraú. Como hoje era folga dele, ele nos convidou pra irmos juntos e aceitamos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para chegar até Piracanga é preciso atravessar de balsa ou canoa, e chegando na península, andar a pé pela praia por 1 hora e meia. É uma boa caminhada, são cerca de 6 km pela areia. Mas todo esforço sempre tem uma recompensa. Em Piracanga o mar e o rio estão paralelos, com uma faixa de areia no meio. Tem um visual lindo! Apesar de ter as duas opções, dispensamos o mar e curtimos uma praia de rio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372209328003366546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/So3r666uPpI/AAAAAAAAAdY/_sOIHIVlFUU/s400/IMG_2353.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A travessia de canoa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372209334430769058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/So3r7S3In6I/AAAAAAAAAdg/Fs_WwjcDuZo/s400/IMG_2363.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A caminhada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372209352013411538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/So3r8UXKdNI/AAAAAAAAAd4/IfgebYNcelw/s400/IMG_2421.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Repare bem: do lado direito tem o mar, do lado esquerdo o Rio Piracanga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Depois do rio tem uma ilha, que a gente batizou como Ilha do Juliano. Ele costumava acampar com os amigos dele nessa praia. Lá o Juliano pegou uma meia dúzia de côco pra gente matar a sede. Me senti na ilha de Lost! (rs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372209347777376082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/So3r8ElNr1I/AAAAAAAAAdw/jQdyyTe_xxU/s400/IMG_2408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O Rio Piracanga e a Ilha do Juliano ao fundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372209343372979714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/So3r70LH7gI/AAAAAAAAAdo/-Ia-_oXfUaU/s400/IMG_2397.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Juliano providenciando as águas-de-côco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Na volta caminhamos por duas horas até chegar na travessia para Itacaré. Como a maré estava cheia, quase não tinha faixa de areia pra caminhar e a areia estava fofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atravessamos novamente de canoa apreciando o pôr-do-sol - um presente de Deus para fechar nosso dia em Itacaré com chave de ouro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372209480882585186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/So3sD0b9_mI/AAAAAAAAAeA/6WmzqgywIMQ/s400/IMG_2439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-926658710635764634?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/926658710635764634/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=926658710635764634&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/926658710635764634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/926658710635764634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/praia-piracanga-e-ilha-do-juliano.html' title='Praia Piracanga e a Ilha do Juliano'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/So3r666uPpI/AAAAAAAAAdY/_sOIHIVlFUU/s72-c/IMG_2353.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-8962076307292411146</id><published>2009-08-19T18:48:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:13:41.209-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Itacaré'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chapada da Diamantina'/><title type='text'>Operação descida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Começou a operação descida. Subimos de carro pelo litoral de São Paulo até a Bahia, demos um pulinho até a Chapada da Diamantina, mas agora precisamos voltar pra casa. É hora de encher o tanque do carro e por o pé na estrada de novo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371795420944462402" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoxzeW928kI/AAAAAAAAAc4/PoQhaAwLHik/s400/Imagem+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Posto de gasolina em Lençóis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Para que o fim das férias não seja repentino, ao invés de voltar da Chapada direto para São Paulo, vamos fazer uma "escala" em Itacaré. Nossos amigos (Dani e Rogão) também estão lá e amanhã um outro casal que conhecemos na Chapada (Romão e Marta) vão pra Itacaré também.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371795413237204690" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Soxzd6QThtI/AAAAAAAAAcw/hS0eHN9ahd0/s400/Imagem+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Resolvemos "cortar" caminho por uma estrada de terra que liga Ubaitaba a Itacaré ao invés de descer até Ilhéus para depois subir de novo. Só não sabíamos que a estrada de terra tinha 45 km! Gastamos o mesmo tempo do que se tivéssemos ido pelo asfalto (via Ilhéus), mas pelo menos conhecemos outra estrada que também tem um visual bonito.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371797793415243154" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sox1odG-JZI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/iXPLoj8CRMc/s400/Imagem+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dez horas depois, aqui estamos, em Itacaré, para curtir mais alguns dias de praia. O pessoal da Pousada da Paz nos recebeu muito bem. Estamos em casa!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-8962076307292411146?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/8962076307292411146/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=8962076307292411146&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/8962076307292411146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/8962076307292411146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/operacao-descida.html' title='Operação descida'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoxzeW928kI/AAAAAAAAAc4/PoQhaAwLHik/s72-c/Imagem+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-5331998950475745495</id><published>2009-08-18T19:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:13:13.139-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lençóis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chapada da Diamantina'/><title type='text'>Chapada da Diamantina</title><content type='html'>Sabe o que acontece com quem faz os passeios sem um guia local? Pega a trilha errada e anda por duas horas sem ver nada e sem saber exatamente onde está. Pois é, andamos pra burro hoje, e no caminho errado! Queríamos pegar mais leve pois ontem o dia foi intenso, acabamos nos cansando mais. Mas tudo bem, faz parte da viagem.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371487862526809442" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 265px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SotbwGk7lWI/AAAAAAAAAbY/x7n0it0w8bg/s400/image+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As duas horas de trilha errada pelo menos renderam uma foto - Lençóis vista de cima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Depois pegamos a trilha certa e fomos conhecer os atrativos que estão dentro da cidade de Lençóis. Aliás, eu não falei sobre Lençóis antes. A cidade é pequenina, era uma vila que foi promovida a cidade em 1856. O comércio é bem restrito, supre as necessidades básicas. Sabe aquela história de restaurante que fecha pro almoço? É mais ou menos assim. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371488350453053730" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SotcMgPnOSI/AAAAAAAAAbg/xRRW2pboMLU/s400/image+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Agência bancária, só do Banco do Brasil. O correio é correspondente postal do Bradesco. Se precisar de algum outro banco ou mesmo um caixa 24 horas, tem que ir até Feira de Santana, a 266 km de Lençóis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371488357545334466" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SotcM6qi1sI/AAAAAAAAAbo/rCyNRvrzhZ8/s400/image+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mas voltando aos atrativos naturais, é possível deixar o carro próximo ao hotel Portal de Lençóis onde começa a trilha que permeia o Rio Lençóis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Serrano&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O primeiro atrativo da trilha é o Serrano, uma queda d'água que se divide em vários caldeirões de hidromassagem natural. O visual é interessante, alguns caldeirões são fundos e outros mais rasos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371489028423292114" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sotcz94UFNI/AAAAAAAAAbw/TNa3XaMaayM/s400/image+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371489036659621282" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sotc0ckAfaI/AAAAAAAAAb4/hjvxNJ7IcP8/s400/image+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Salão de areias coloridas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais adiante é preciso entrar num pequeno labirinto de pedras para chegar ao Salão de areias coloridas. Essas pedras são raspadas para extração da matéria-prima do artesanato local. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371495543494498770" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SotivMaVWdI/AAAAAAAAAcI/NsRd08ENap8/s400/image+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371495552148847906" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SotivspsPSI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/NQ8mD5jw_Dk/s400/image+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Cachoeirinha&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;Mais adiante tem a Cachoeirinha. Ela é pequena mesmo, como o nome diz. Na sua base tem um poço raso pra quem quer relaxar numa água um pouco menos fria do que a da cachoeira. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371494915692638066" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SotiKpqtL3I/AAAAAAAAAcA/_yj5ZoBL3gU/s400/image+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Nesse roteiro ainda tinha Poço Halley e Cachoeira Primavera, mas já estávamos muito cansados para continuar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;No final do dia o prometido pôr-do-sol de cima do Morro do Pai Inácio. Visual lindo, várias pessoas sobem e levam até cadeiras para assistir ao espetáculo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SpM6ItwdxKI/AAAAAAAAAf4/Bjackyfj_Q0/s1600-h/IMG_2287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SpM6ItwdxKI/AAAAAAAAAf4/Bjackyfj_Q0/s400/IMG_2287.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373702701779371170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371496112402772818" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SotjQTwos1I/AAAAAAAAAcY/qala-C7nCZ8/s400/sol+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371496126877846802" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SotjRJrwzRI/AAAAAAAAAco/LNxfHHlFcD0/s400/sol+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;As férias já estão no fim, então decidimos voltar e ficar mais um pouco em Itacaré, a nº 1 no ranking dessa viagem. Partiremos da Chapada amanhã, mas podemos dizer com certeza: valeu a pena!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-5331998950475745495?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/5331998950475745495/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=5331998950475745495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/5331998950475745495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/5331998950475745495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/chapada-da-diamantina.html' title='Chapada da Diamantina'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SotbwGk7lWI/AAAAAAAAAbY/x7n0it0w8bg/s72-c/image+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-2723140967210481546</id><published>2009-08-17T22:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T22:03:59.159-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pratinha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caverna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Morro do Pai Inácio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gruta Azul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Torrinha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chapada da Diamantina'/><title type='text'>Chapada da Diamantina</title><content type='html'>A Chapada da Diamantina é um oásis no meio do sertão baiano. É uma região grande com diversos atrativos naturais como cachoeiras, poços, grutas, cavernas, morros, rios entre outros. Vamos conhecer apenas o básico nos três dias que passaremos aqui. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geralmente os passeios são feitos com guias locais. Em Lençóis tem diversas agências que promovem esses passeios, incluindo a Venturas &amp;amp; Aventuras, onde nossa amiga Aline trabalha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.venturaseaventuras.com.br/"&gt;http://www.venturaseaventuras.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morro do Pai Inácio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Decidimos explorar alguns pontos turísticos por conta própria. É mais difícil pois alguns deles não têm sinalização. É o caso do Morro do Pai Inácio, principal símbolo da Chapada da Diamantina. É possível vê-lo da estrada, subir de carro até certo ponto e depois continuar a pé por mais 400 m. Apesar da subida íngrime, a trilha é fácil e o visual lá em cima é de tirar o fôlego - vista de 360º de toda a Chapada da Diamantina. Lindo demais!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371118203646264482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SooLjH74RKI/AAAAAAAAAZg/C5MRhQQ7AlI/s400/imagem+334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nenhuma foto NUNCA vai transmitir a sensação e o sentimento de estar ali no topo, mas eu vou colocar algumas fotos no blog mesmo assim. Dica: é bom levar um agasalho pois venta muito! Dizem que o pôr-do-sol visto de cima do morro é bonito. Se der tempo vamos tentar ver o pôr-do-sol de lá amanhã.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371119826121655650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SooNBkIKBWI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/69LjuglzYSQ/s400/imagem+362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371118426380700242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SooLwFr6ClI/AAAAAAAAAZo/eYI7UQZiNvM/s400/imagem+338.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371118929789558066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SooMNZB7nTI/AAAAAAAAAZw/I2Q6rs8BUk8/s400/imagem+348.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pratinha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Depois fomos à Pratinha, uma gruta onde o rio submerso Pratinha aparece na superfície. Por causa da presença de calcário e magnésio no fundo da gruta, as águas se tornam cristalinas. A visibilidade é de 60 m e a temperatura da água é de 24ºC o ano todo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371123398124215538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SooQRe37nPI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Kk2B0mArLT0/s400/imagem+379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371122995513116066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SooP6DB9xaI/AAAAAAAAAaI/cen_rG30VIw/s400/imagem+375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poucos metros depois o rio forma uma "lagoa" onde é possível mergulhar ou saltar da tirolesa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371123403964782738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SooQR0obmJI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Z2IB7No2Hq8/s400/imagem+388.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Na Pratinha tem um restaurante que serve comida a kilo (como dizem por aqui).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O acesso à fazenda da Pratinha é feito de carro e é cobrada uma taxa de R$ 10,00 por pessoa (preço de agosto/09).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gruta Azul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A poucos metros da Pratinha tem a Gruta Azul. Em um determinado período do dia (mais ou menos entre 14:30 e 15:30h) a luz do sol penetra pela abertura da gruta e incide sobre a água criando um efeito lindo. A água é tão cristalina que parece que os peixes estão voando ao invés de nadando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371124764149786082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SooRg_tzpeI/AAAAAAAAAag/YRTzwSWi_Mk/s400/imagem+412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371124772780087090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SooRhf3blzI/AAAAAAAAAao/ZN4kZD8-ATk/s400/imagem+423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Torrinha&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;Depois da gruta fomos para a Torrinha, a caverna mais completa da América do Sul. Essa caverna foi descoberta pelo bisavô do Sr. Eduardo, hoje zelador da caverna. O Capitão José do Fulô, como era chamado, descobriu os primeiros 600 m da caverna em 1850. Em 1992 uma francesa descobriu uma fenda na caverna que dava acesso a outros salões. Hoje a caverna tem 14 km no total mas ainda há muito a ser descoberto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371126173916982786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SooSzDgf7gI/AAAAAAAAAaw/MsSySGV0JZk/s400/imagem+443.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A visita à caverna é guiada e o roteiro de aproximadamente 4 km (ida e volta) é feito em duas horas e meia. Você pode se perguntar qual é a graça de passar esse tempo todo dentro de uma caverna. Mais uma vez as fotos não conseguem traduzir as sensações. Só fazendo o passeio é possível saber o quanto é especial! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371126183245543058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SooSzmQmdpI/AAAAAAAAAbA/gU6toak1w5U/s400/imagem+473.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;A Torrinha tem formações rochosas raras, além das tradicionais estalactites e estalagmites. Possui quatro salões - o Salão Branco tem 100 m x 200 m de área. Os maiores vãos são de 20 m de altura e os menores são de apenas 80 cm. Em alguns trechos é preciso passar agachado, mas todo o esforço vale a pena. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371126199440573954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SooS0ilzBgI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/lAj1FnOxR7c/s400/imagem+502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371126191632761202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SooS0FgRQXI/AAAAAAAAAbI/3iBR3NK3Y5w/s400/imagem+499.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371126181091181394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SooSzeO9g1I/AAAAAAAAAa4/qrCi6gzet0I/s400/imagem+462.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Foto do teto da caverna onde o movimento da água formou a imagem de um rosto. Dizem que parece Jesus Cristo ou Bob Marley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Num determinado momento os guias apagaram os lampiões para "vermos" o breu total da caverna. Impressionante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O roteiro 2 e 3 (que foram os que fizemos) custou R$ 18,00 por pessoa (preço de agosto/09). O roteiro 1 é o que leva aos 600 m iniciais da caverna, mas esse roteiro está suspenso por um tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Amanhã tem mais! Apesar das nossas férias estarem caminhando para o fim tenho a sensação de que aqui na Chapada começamos uma outra viagem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-2723140967210481546?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/2723140967210481546/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=2723140967210481546&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/2723140967210481546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/2723140967210481546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/chapada-da-diamantina-1-dia.html' title='Chapada da Diamantina'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SooLjH74RKI/AAAAAAAAAZg/C5MRhQQ7AlI/s72-c/imagem+334.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-6329523556844807880</id><published>2009-08-16T20:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T21:31:50.038-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chapada da Diamantina'/><title type='text'>No caminho para a Chapada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;De Salvador para a Chapada da Diamantina pegamos a rodovia BR 324 até Feira de Santana. Apesar de ser duplicada a pista é muito ruim, cheia de buracos remendados e ondulações. A partir de Feira de Santana deveríamos acessar a BR 116 (sentido sul). A sinalização é precária, se não fosse pela informação de um caminhoneiro não acertaríamos o caminho. Na BR 116 teve um tombamento de uma carreta que transportava madeira e como a pista é simples ficamos parados por um tempo até liberarem a pista. É o segundo acidente que vimos nesta viagem. O primeiro foi perto de Teixeira de Freitas com um caminhão que transportava eucaliptos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saímos do litoral em direção ao interior da Bahia e a paisagem vai se transformando até mudar completamente. Não se vêem mais coqueiros, somente uma vegetação rasteira, com árvores mais baixas e muitos, muitos cactos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370717463434120482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoifE-T6TSI/AAAAAAAAAYA/-bzt_mSVs6A/s400/imagem+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370719232016752770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Soigr6y3oII/AAAAAAAAAYQ/X7kOPAAC9vY/s400/imagem+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;É bom abastecer o tanque do carro, pois por kilômetros e kilômetros não se vê nenhuma cidade nem ninguém. Chegamos a Lençois e pesquisamos algumas pousadas. Acabamos ficando na Pousada Lua Rara, preço bom, quarto bom, perto do centrinho e ainda tem internet grátis! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pousada Lua Rara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pousadaluarara.com.br/"&gt;http://www.pousadaluarara.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-6329523556844807880?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/6329523556844807880/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=6329523556844807880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/6329523556844807880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/6329523556844807880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-caminho-para-chapada.html' title='No caminho para a Chapada'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoifE-T6TSI/AAAAAAAAAYA/-bzt_mSVs6A/s72-c/imagem+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-1286518748830027351</id><published>2009-08-16T20:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T21:35:21.587-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farol da Barra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elevador Lacerda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salvador'/><title type='text'>Ainda em Salvador</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Antes de ir para a Chapada da Diamantina visitamos mais dois pontos turísticos em Salvador. Um deles é o Farol da Barra que fica na extremidade da cidade e tem uma vista linda para o mar. É um bom lugar para mergulhar pois na maré baixa formam-se piscinas naturais. No domingo um trecho da avenida que beira o mar é interditado para circulação de pedestres. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370724730862258738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Soilr_lzSjI/AAAAAAAAAZY/znetYjxS6P4/s400/imagem+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370722700958648802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Soij11nESeI/AAAAAAAAAYw/ifN6ncFFXKc/s400/imagem+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Outro ponto turístico que visitamos foi o Elevador Lacerda que faz a ligação entre a cidade alta e a cidade baixa. Na cidade baixa tem o Mercado Modelo com artesanatos variados. O visual não é tão bonito e não se pode dar dois passos sem ser abordado por um ambulante ou pedinte. Desculpem-me o desabafo, mas haja paciência!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370724550492609906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoilhfqU3XI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/yn5VNoYzczs/s400/imagem+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Na cidade alta avista-se o mar e várias embarcações no horizonte. Dali para o Centro Histórico são poucos metros de distância.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370724331504416386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoilUv3eNoI/AAAAAAAAAZI/eBEi04JlnRA/s400/imagem+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-1286518748830027351?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/1286518748830027351/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=1286518748830027351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/1286518748830027351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/1286518748830027351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/ainda-em-salvador.html' title='Ainda em Salvador'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Soilr_lzSjI/AAAAAAAAAZY/znetYjxS6P4/s72-c/imagem+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-4967566481113408873</id><published>2009-08-15T19:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T19:38:35.818-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Praia do Forte'/><title type='text'>Praia do Forte - BA</title><content type='html'>A praia do Forte fica no litoral norte da Bahia, a 55 km de Salvador. O acesso se dá pela Estrada do Côco. Lá tem uma base do Projeto Tamar - vale a pena fazer uma visita guiada, o Itamar (da foto) falou várias curiosidades sobre as tartarugas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370322471451070242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Soc31agjjyI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Tr_0rWtHpC0/s400/Imagem+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370322480575549090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Soc318gADqI/AAAAAAAAAXI/h9yBUeiK_ik/s400/Imagem+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para saber mais: &lt;a href="http://www.projetotamar.org.br/"&gt;http://www.projetotamar.org.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A vila é muito bem cuidada e sinalizada, tem restaurantes e lojas (algumas chiques) e um vai-e-vem intenso de pessoas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370322459220475842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Soc30s8jf8I/AAAAAAAAAWw/3IoJy-nJEmY/s400/Imagem+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;A praia é de tombo com faixa de areia estreita e a água tem aquelas algas marinhas no raso. É uma praia urbana mas tem trechos mais sossegados. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370322462546600002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Soc305VkIEI/AAAAAAAAAW4/HabVWFOotso/s400/Imagem+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi a última praia da nossa viagem, amanhã nos despedimos de Salvador e vamos para a Chapada da Diamantina.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-4967566481113408873?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/4967566481113408873/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=4967566481113408873&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/4967566481113408873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/4967566481113408873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/praia-do-forte-ba.html' title='Praia do Forte - BA'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Soc31agjjyI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Tr_0rWtHpC0/s72-c/Imagem+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-4716980789032227539</id><published>2009-08-15T19:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T19:25:47.196-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pelourinho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salvador'/><title type='text'>Salvador</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Soc0gtvi1OI/AAAAAAAAAWo/a13DpFhO7SQ/s1600-h/Imagem+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370318817302074594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Soc0gtvi1OI/AAAAAAAAAWo/a13DpFhO7SQ/s400/Imagem+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pegamos uma lancha rápida em Valença (dessa vez a lancha era maior e a travessia foi mais suave). Em Valença pegamos o carro e fomos para Itaparica, lá pegaríamos o ferryboat para Salvador.&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca tinha entrado num ferryboat - uma embarcação enorme que transporta pessoas e veículos. No andar que vão as pessoas parece um ônibus gigante. De Itaparica para Salvador são mais 40 minutos de ferryboat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370318456587043154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Soc0Lt-YQVI/AAAAAAAAAV4/f4UR7zAk3OM/s400/Imagem+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370318452113979794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Soc0LdT6uZI/AAAAAAAAAVw/oFfbPBGDJOU/s400/Imagem+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Salvador, capital da Bahia, muitos carros, trânsito, coisas que tínhamos esquecido que existem. Lá encontramos meus pais no Hotel Oceânico - Armação.&lt;br /&gt;Seguimos a dica do Wagner e almoçamos no Restaurante Ki-Mukeka. Comida boa e muito bem servida. O Alex comeu mokeka de siri e aprovou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370318467006869026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Soc0MUyqLiI/AAAAAAAAAWA/6lzBM_uavEo/s400/Imagem+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Visitamos o Pelourinho que fica no Centro Histórico de Salvador. Ladeiras de pedra, lojinhas e restaurantes fazem de lá um lugar gostoso de passear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Soc0gIHhqlI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MI_YJCESV4s/s1600-h/Imagem+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370318807202114130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Soc0gIHhqlI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MI_YJCESV4s/s400/Imagem+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Soc0fy3Rd7I/AAAAAAAAAWY/j0yFV-23N6g/s1600-h/Imagem+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370318801496799154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Soc0fy3Rd7I/AAAAAAAAAWY/j0yFV-23N6g/s400/Imagem+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Soc0NZOY64I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/k5Uc9Gpomt8/s1600-h/Imagem+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370318485376789378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Soc0NZOY64I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/k5Uc9Gpomt8/s400/Imagem+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Soc0Mo_yobI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ERxmEDixCpU/s1600-h/Imagem+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370318472430657970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Soc0Mo_yobI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ERxmEDixCpU/s400/Imagem+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ferryboat Salvador&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.travessiasonline.com.br/"&gt;http://www.travessiasonline.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Restaurante Ki-Mukeka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimukeka.com.br/"&gt;www.kimukeka.com.br&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hotel Oceânico - Armação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hoteloceanico.com.br/"&gt;http://www.hoteloceanico.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-4716980789032227539?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/4716980789032227539/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=4716980789032227539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/4716980789032227539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/4716980789032227539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/salvador.html' title='Salvador'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Soc0gtvi1OI/AAAAAAAAAWo/a13DpFhO7SQ/s72-c/Imagem+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-776033975562686624</id><published>2009-08-13T21:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T22:11:19.802-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Morro de São Paulo'/><title type='text'>Morro de São Paulo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoS2oDE_sQI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ZXB5nizB_yU/s1600-h/Imagens+Kimby+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369617454869754114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoS2oDE_sQI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ZXB5nizB_yU/s400/Imagens+Kimby+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amanheceu chovendo em Morro de São Paulo, mas parece que a chuva aqui é sempre passageira. Logo ela deu lugar ao sol e nós aproveitamos e fomos para a 4ª praia. É engraçado as praias não terem nomes aqui. A 1ª praia é bem curta, a 2ª é onde ficam os bares, restaurantes e algumas pousadas, a 3ª também é curta e tem restaurantes, mas a faixa de areia é pequena, e a 4ª é a mais sossegada onde tem piscinas naturais para quem quer mergulhar e ver peixinhos. Alugamos uma máscara com snorkel e vimos muitos peixes. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369617460219690882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoS2oXAhP4I/AAAAAAAAAVA/jsoOcAmHo0k/s400/Imagens+Kimby+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369617030616866338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoS2PWnOXiI/AAAAAAAAAUo/WDiOIiSzAFM/s400/Imagens+Kimby+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369617033210821026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoS2PgRq-aI/AAAAAAAAAUw/2Ju-VAidB1E/s400/Imagens+Kimby+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aqui está a foto do táxi que eu falei ontem (com telefone e tudo).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369618033989406706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoS3Jwd4T_I/AAAAAAAAAVI/MtlXfK8WIws/s400/Imagens-mi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Morro de São Paulo é uma ilha cara - hospedagem, refeições e todos os outros itens vendidos - tudo chega de barco, inclusive material de construção. Olha esse rapaz descarregando cimento.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369618046299148594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoS3KeUwETI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/h5EozrNYpak/s400/Imagens+Kimby+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No final da tarde fomos à Toca do Morcego. É uma área em cima do morro de onde dá pra ver o pôr do sol. Eles colocam esteiras, almofadas e redes penduradas nas árvores e a galera passa o fim de tarde lá. Depois do pôr do sol rola uma música ao vivo. Muito gostoso esse lugar!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369619577548342546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoS4jmrAhRI/AAAAAAAAAVY/ikJCJs780pE/s400/Imagens+Kimby+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369619585695450274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoS4kFBbhKI/AAAAAAAAAVg/LZMkpUGtoB4/s400/Imagens+Kimby+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369619595008913474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoS4knt7sEI/AAAAAAAAAVo/svXyvo1gdf4/s400/Imagens+Kimby+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã deixamos nossos amigos e vamos para Salvador. Até lá!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-776033975562686624?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/776033975562686624/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=776033975562686624&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/776033975562686624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/776033975562686624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/morro-de-sao-paulo.html' title='Morro de São Paulo'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoS2oDE_sQI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ZXB5nizB_yU/s72-c/Imagens+Kimby+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-448628604323633605</id><published>2009-08-12T20:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T20:24:02.435-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Morro de São Paulo'/><title type='text'>Itacaré - Morro de São Paulo</title><content type='html'>Saímos de Itacaré em direção à Valença, onde pegaríamos uma lancha para Morro de São Paulo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No caminho paramos para tomar um côco, afinal onde é que você consegue comprar um côco por R$ 0,50? Só na Bahia mesmo. O côco gelado era um pouco mais caro = R$ 1,00!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoNLYe6GqhI/AAAAAAAAAUI/r73OkevEB5g/s1600-h/imagem+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369218064741476882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoNLYe6GqhI/AAAAAAAAAUI/r73OkevEB5g/s400/imagem+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No porto de Valença pegamos uma tal de lancha rápida. De lá até Morro são 40 minutos "com emoção". A lancha era pequena mas muito rápida. Naquela velocidade em alto mar me senti como se estivesse num pau de arara a 90 km por hora numa estrada de terra cheia de buracos. Taí a emoção que faltava pra nossa viagem! Eu só conseguia pensar: "Onde será que estão os coletes salva-vidas?". &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369217803969442018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoNLJTdNMOI/AAAAAAAAATw/CI2OJ0iBG_k/s400/imagem+004.jpg" /&gt;Morro de São Paulo é uma ilha e aqui não circulam carros. Por isso ao chegar ao porto tem quinhentos garotos com um carrinho de mão oferecendo o serviço de "táxi" para levar suas malas. Há também os que são especializados em "táxi para crianças". Deve ser divertido sentar no carrinho de mão e passear pela ilha!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Nossos amigos Rogão e Daniela estão aqui em Morro, então fomos direto para a pousada que eles estão. Chama-se Pousada Farol do Morro e fica na 1ª praia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Já deu pra perceber que Morro de São Paulo é querida pelos gringos (só se fala portunhol nas ruas) e que aqui também tem lojinhas e restaurantes charmosos como em Trancoso ou na Vila Madalena. Mas amanhã conheceremos as praias e aí teremos fotos e informações melhores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoNOWRUNv-I/AAAAAAAAAUg/9ksTA1GGPUs/s1600-h/imagem+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369221325268041698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoNOWRUNv-I/AAAAAAAAAUg/9ksTA1GGPUs/s400/imagem+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoNOVUd6_9I/AAAAAAAAAUY/kFqVCeQ38xw/s1600-h/imagem+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369221308934193106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoNOVUd6_9I/AAAAAAAAAUY/kFqVCeQ38xw/s400/imagem+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-448628604323633605?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/448628604323633605/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=448628604323633605&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/448628604323633605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/448628604323633605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/itacare-morro-de-sao-paulo.html' title='Itacaré - Morro de São Paulo'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoNLYe6GqhI/AAAAAAAAAUI/r73OkevEB5g/s72-c/imagem+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-1729032523100739572</id><published>2009-08-11T19:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T19:48:04.693-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prainha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Itacaré'/><title type='text'>Itacaré - Prainha</title><content type='html'>Apesar das praias urbanas também serem boas, o legal de Itacaré é pegar trilhas para chegar às praias mais distantes e pitorescas. Hoje fomos à Prainha. A trilha "oficial" sai da Praia Ribeira e dura cerca de 50 minutos. A vantagem de se conversar com os "locais" é descobrir outras coisas que não estão nos guias. Um rapaz taxista nos deu a dica de como chegar à Prainha por outro caminho. É uma trilha alternativa que dura cerca de 20 minutos, então os "bicho-preguiças" de São Paulo quiseram pegar o atalho pra andar menos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Essa trilha é mais fácil que as outras que fizemos e é bonita também - passa por dentro da Mata Atlântica. É bom ir de tênis se não quiser enfiar o chinelo na lama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368835848405987154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 370px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoHvwkGfL1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/rrKdX7koPoU/s400/Imagem+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ao chegar à Prainha, uma sensação boa de felicidade. Contrariando todas as previsões, o dia ficou lindo, céu azul, sol a pino - um belo presente para o último dia em Itacaré. A Prainha também é uma graça, linda, cercada de coqueiros - o dono da HangLoose tem uma casa lá, de frente pro mar.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368835193117047186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoHvKa9beZI/AAAAAAAAASY/IMw4cCL-vHQ/s400/Imagem+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368835203284125234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoHvLA1cxjI/AAAAAAAAASo/DX1gcIwBOZk/s400/Imagem+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;De todas as praias que fomos, essa foi a que teve ondas mais fortes. Os surfistas de plantão iam gostar dos tubos. Para os banhistas não é tão bom pois mesmo no raso, com a água no joelho, as ondas são tão fortes que acabam nos arrastando. Vejam nessa foto o surfista e as mulheres não tão longe, com a água no joelho (essas duas NÃO somos nós, ok?! rs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368835201379965794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoHvK5vdm2I/AAAAAAAAASg/mamS5hwf75E/s400/Imagem+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Daria pra ficar umas duas semanas (ou mais) em Itacaré sem enjoar. Não conhecemos todas as praias nem fizemos os outros passeios de rafting, arvorismo, rapel, etc. Mas vai ficar pra outra hora, amanhã pé na estrada de novo, vamos para Morro de São Paulo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368835212827272386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoHvLkYtpMI/AAAAAAAAAS4/_3OfEQiwmTU/s400/Imagem+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-1729032523100739572?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/1729032523100739572/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=1729032523100739572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/1729032523100739572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/1729032523100739572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/itacare-prainha.html' title='Itacaré - Prainha'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoHvwkGfL1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/rrKdX7koPoU/s72-c/Imagem+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-3310317733823344724</id><published>2009-08-11T19:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T19:41:41.530-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Itacaré'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastronomia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dicas'/><title type='text'>Mais dicas gastronômicas em Itacaré</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esse aí embaixo é o Nilton - dizem que ele faz a melhor tapioca de Itacaré - como não experimentamos todas não temos como confirmar, mas o Alex comeu e disse que é muito boa. O ponto dele é na Praça dos Cachorros, começo da Rua Pituba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368839846520517394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoHzZSPRcxI/AAAAAAAAATg/mSzwkDcNj90/s400/Imagem+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Outra dica é o Tio Gu Café e Creperia. Dois irmãos cariocas montaram uma creperia em Itacaré. A decoração do lugar é feita com pranchas, os pratos são bonitos e decorados com ketchup e mostarda. Cada prato recebe um desenho diferente e cada um deles tem o nome de uma praia do Brasil. Esse aí da foto é "Guarda do Embaú" - crepe de strogonoff de carne + batata palha. Uma delícia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368839842557872674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoHzZDegSiI/AAAAAAAAATY/pf-LQ9i6VBU/s400/Imagem+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Tio Gu Café e Creperia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caminho das Praias, 488 - Pituba (final da Rua Pituba)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tel.: (73) 3251-2196&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://tiogucafe.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://tiogucafe.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-3310317733823344724?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/3310317733823344724/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=3310317733823344724&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/3310317733823344724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/3310317733823344724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/mais-dicas-gastronomicas-em-itacare.html' title='Mais dicas gastronômicas em Itacaré'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoHzZSPRcxI/AAAAAAAAATg/mSzwkDcNj90/s72-c/Imagem+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-4291013021850067628</id><published>2009-08-10T18:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T18:47:51.648-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Praia Tiririca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Itacaré'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Praias urbanas'/><title type='text'>Itacaré - Praias Urbanas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoCTgBTKn2I/AAAAAAAAASQ/-of3BPyx_d8/s1600-h/Imagem+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368452934139551586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoCTgBTKn2I/AAAAAAAAASQ/-of3BPyx_d8/s400/Imagem+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Itacaré também tem praias urbanas. São elas: Praia da Concha, Resende, Tiririca, Costa e Ribeira. Elas ficam próximas do centro e da maioria das pousadas. Hoje fomos na Praia Tiririca. O mar tem ondas fortes boas para os surfistas, mas no raso as ondas são fracas, praticamente ondulações (do jeito que eu gosto!). &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368452903754233026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoCTeQGvdMI/AAAAAAAAARw/fB8JjECw6RM/s400/Imagem+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoCTfuRe8fI/AAAAAAAAASI/kT3H8J5cGeg/s1600-h/Imagem+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368452929032221170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoCTfuRe8fI/AAAAAAAAASI/kT3H8J5cGeg/s400/Imagem+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Na Tiririca tem barraca, quiosques e ambulantes vendendo açaí, lanches naturais, bebidas, vinho de cacau, tem de tudo! E tem também uma ducha natural na entrada da praia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoCTfXSN9NI/AAAAAAAAASA/_-AWhpAThRM/s1600-h/Imagem+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368452922861286610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoCTfXSN9NI/AAAAAAAAASA/_-AWhpAThRM/s400/Imagem+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Esse cachorro é de uma surfista. Depois de lamber todo o côco, deitou na areia pra descansar e ver a dona pegar ondas. Ê vidão!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoCTewyX86I/AAAAAAAAAR4/Wz36EuVoC8I/s1600-h/Imagem+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368452912527176610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoCTewyX86I/AAAAAAAAAR4/Wz36EuVoC8I/s400/Imagem+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Itacaré tem cerca de 15 mil habitantes e não tem uma boa infra-estrutura de bancos. Aqui só tem agência do Banco do Brasil e um caixa eletrônico do Bradesco. O correio também funciona como correspondente bancário do Bradesco (Banco Postal), mas hoje ficou sem sistema quase o dia todo. Uma dificuldade a ser vencida para uma cidade tão turística como Itacaré.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-4291013021850067628?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/4291013021850067628/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=4291013021850067628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/4291013021850067628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/4291013021850067628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/itacare-praias-urbanas.html' title='Itacaré - Praias Urbanas'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SoCTgBTKn2I/AAAAAAAAASQ/-of3BPyx_d8/s72-c/Imagem+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-5523139463129769677</id><published>2009-08-09T19:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T19:20:08.540-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Itacaré'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Praia Jeribucaçu'/><title type='text'>Itacaré - Praia Jeribucaçu</title><content type='html'>Itacaré é verde, linda e aconchegante. Difícil é ouvir um sotaque baiano na Rua Pituba. Nos restaurantes, bares e comércios tem gente de todo o Brasil que veio pra ficar. E eles são super receptivos e apaixonados por Itacaré. Basta fazer uma pergunta para receber dicas completas do que fazer na cidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seguindo a dica da Maristela do Recanto das Artes (restaurante muito bom, diga-se de passagem), fomos para a praia Jeribucaçu. Praia com ondas fortes que também só é acessada por trilha. Só que essa trilha é um pouco mais difícil que a da Praia da Engenhoca. Ficou bem escorregadia depois da chuva que caiu de manhã. Depois de uns 20 minutos e alguns escorregões chegamos à Jeribucaçu. Do lado direito da praia tem um rio com águas transparentes que formam uma “lagoa” na areia. Dá pra escolher entre um banho de mar ou de água doce. Na dúvida ficamos com os dois.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A praia é cercada de coqueiros e pedras – é bem bonita – e tem algumas barracas que vendem bebidas, queijo coalho, entre outros.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sn9IPW-pfuI/AAAAAAAAARA/FnfSUenFT64/s1600-h/Imagem+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sn9IPW-pfuI/AAAAAAAAARA/FnfSUenFT64/s1600-h/Imagem+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368088709552504546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sn9IPW-pfuI/AAAAAAAAARA/FnfSUenFT64/s400/Imagem+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sn9Hu2pp2oI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/VKoKpZoUoD8/s1600-h/Imagem+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368088151118699138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sn9Hu2pp2oI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/VKoKpZoUoD8/s400/Imagem+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368088141067430626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sn9HuRNPquI/AAAAAAAAAQY/CtmSmO0gOus/s400/Imagem+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sn9Hup_gEVI/AAAAAAAAAQo/NmpFfI6EC4o/s1600-h/Imagem+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368088147720671570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sn9Hup_gEVI/AAAAAAAAAQo/NmpFfI6EC4o/s400/Imagem+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sn9HuVBo7UI/AAAAAAAAAQg/AfPgJ2bqnts/s1600-h/Imagem+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368088142092496194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sn9HuVBo7UI/AAAAAAAAAQg/AfPgJ2bqnts/s400/Imagem+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esqueci de deixar o endereço do restaurante.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Restaurante Recanto das Artes (comida italiana de boa qualidade)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rua Pedro Longo, 159 (Rua da Pituba) - Itacaré - BA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tel.: (73) 3251-2495&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esse aí embaixo é o Jean, um artesão que trabalha com fibras de açaí, cipó, coqueiro e samambaia. Trabalho bonito e bem feito que ele vende na barraca Belas Artes (loteamento das conchas, nº 65 – próximo à praia da Concha). Ele disse que logo mais vai abrir uma loja virtual. O e-mail dele é &lt;a href="mailto:pj_artes@hotmail.com"&gt;pj_artes@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368088719281913986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sn9IP7OUgII/AAAAAAAAARY/OJtnWCmoVFE/s400/Imagem+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-5523139463129769677?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/5523139463129769677/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=5523139463129769677&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/5523139463129769677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/5523139463129769677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/itacare-praia-jeribucacu.html' title='Itacaré - Praia Jeribucaçu'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sn9IPW-pfuI/AAAAAAAAARA/FnfSUenFT64/s72-c/Imagem+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-1841239916500393548</id><published>2009-08-08T20:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T19:16:01.266-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Itacaré'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Havaizinho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Itacarezinho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Engenhoca'/><title type='text'>Itacaré - Praias com trilhas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sn4I7cZM81I/AAAAAAAAAPg/wunRdNXPn6U/s1600-h/Imagem+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367737623199413074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sn4I7cZM81I/AAAAAAAAAPg/wunRdNXPn6U/s400/Imagem+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do início da viagem (São Paulo) até agora (Itacaré) já rodamos 2.400 km. Chegando aqui encontramos uma pousada bem bacana por um preço muitíssimo bom - a Pousada da Paz. Ela fica perto da Rua Pituba, que é onde ficam as lojinhas e restaurantes, e também perto da Praia da Concha (dá pra ir a pé). A pousada é cercada de verde, tem um visual meio rústico com móveis feitos de troncos de árvores. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368091013363662770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sn9KVdWB_7I/AAAAAAAAARg/gQByH2QdaHQ/s400/Imagem+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368091016802528226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sn9KVqJ66-I/AAAAAAAAARo/t510dXkDqhE/s400/Imagem+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367737610127826898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sn4I6rssX9I/AAAAAAAAAPA/UBfB6dITYLE/s400/Imagem+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Pousada da Paz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Av. Castro Alves - a caminho da praia da Concha - Itacaré - BA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(73) 3251-2027&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Itacaré é um lugar lindo, tem praias urbanas e outras que ficam mais longe do centro com acesso por trilhas. Hoje conhecemos Itacarezinho, a única dessas praias mais distantes que dá pra acessar de carro. A praia é linda (parece que vou usar muito esse adjetivo nos próximos dias), é plana, ótima para caminhar e cheia de coqueiros. Um visual muito bonito mesmo. Em Itacarezinho tem um restaurante com banheiros e também um resort (Txai Resort).&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367739065310420722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sn4KPYrQnvI/AAAAAAAAAPo/QITjLbP5coE/s400/Imagem+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367737619763329538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sn4I7Pl-egI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/X-lYsop20e0/s400/Imagem+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Conhecemos também outras praias: Havaizinho, Camboinha e Engenhoca. Para chegar em Engenhoca é preciso andar 25 minutos a pé por uma trilha. O caminho é no meio da mata e a trilha é fácil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367737615837868162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sn4I7A-EsII/AAAAAAAAAPY/eFvGaGGgpwM/s400/Imagem+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367740026755692482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sn4LHWVrN8I/AAAAAAAAAP4/QhmfwC5nths/s400/Imagem+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367740028840076882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sn4LHeGoZlI/AAAAAAAAAQA/gzeI-uWXWSE/s400/Imagem+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Engenhoca tem ondas fortes boas para surfistas e iniciantes. Tem apenas uma barraca que vende côco e tapioca. No começo da praia tem um riozinho onde dá pra lavar o pé antes de pegar a trilha de volta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367740036277299426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sn4LH5zzaOI/AAAAAAAAAQI/OpxHjxdrxLk/s400/Imagem+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Por ser um destino de Ecoturismo Itacaré tem muitos jovens. Ontem fomos a um barzinho/restaurante chamado Espaço Brasil. A pizza de Nutella com castanhas é uma boa pedida. O cara colocou uma kombi como caixa do bar. Ficou legal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367742013806481410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sn4M7ArgEAI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/SEugDDlFI1I/s400/Imagem+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Espaço Brasil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rua Pedro Longo 196 (conhecida como Rua Pituba) - Itacaré&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-1841239916500393548?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/1841239916500393548/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=1841239916500393548&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/1841239916500393548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/1841239916500393548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/itacare.html' title='Itacaré - Praias com trilhas'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sn4I7cZM81I/AAAAAAAAAPg/wunRdNXPn6U/s72-c/Imagem+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-5774390887500896970</id><published>2009-08-08T20:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T20:08:17.060-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trilha sonora'/><title type='text'>Trilha sonora da viagem</title><content type='html'>Antes de viajar carreguei o Ipod de músicas e pedi pra Milena fazer o mesmo, afinal passaríamos um bom tempo na estrada. Achei que a nossa viagem ia ficar marcadapor essa ou aquela música/banda. Que nada! Numa viagem longa como essa a gente acaba ouvindo TUDO o que tem no Ipod e várias vezes as mesmas músicas.&lt;br /&gt;Viajando em trio é preciso "sincronizar" os gostos musicais e aí a seleção de músicas fica ainda mais restrita. Os mais tocados até agora foram Jack Johnson, Emerson Nogueira e Ivete Sangalo. Quando voltarmos pra São Paulo vamos ficar um bom tempo sem ouvi-los.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-5774390887500896970?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/5774390887500896970/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=5774390887500896970&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/5774390887500896970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/5774390887500896970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/trilha-sonora-da-viagem.html' title='Trilha sonora da viagem'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-2035363714811999625</id><published>2009-08-07T20:19:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T20:29:20.364-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ilhéus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Itacaré'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porto Seguro'/><title type='text'>Porto Seguro - Ilhéus</title><content type='html'>À noite no centro de Porto Seguro funciona a passarela do álcool. São algumas barracas que fazem batidas com frutas e colocam nomes diferentes como “Xixi do Cabral”, “Beijo da Xuxa”, entre outros. Nós tomamos uma “Lua de Mel” (champagne, pêssego, morango e leite condensado).&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367365700135187506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sny2qrAsdDI/AAAAAAAAAOY/llrE-ju-fT0/s400/Imagem+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Em Porto Seguro visitamos Santa Cruz de Cabrália, de onde se vê a praia Coroa Vermelha. Nessa praia foi rezada a primeira missa depois que os portugueses invadiram, quer dizer, descobriram o Brasil. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sny2rAeffaI/AAAAAAAAAOo/HO7fPGcjRtU/s1600-h/IMG_2245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367365705897311650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sny2rAeffaI/AAAAAAAAAOo/HO7fPGcjRtU/s400/IMG_2245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sny2q1hhK3I/AAAAAAAAAOg/D-js_VMa5QI/s1600-h/IMG_2236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367365702957214578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 367px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sny2q1hhK3I/AAAAAAAAAOg/D-js_VMa5QI/s400/IMG_2236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saindo do Centro em direção ao norte tem praias quase sem ondas. Agora na baixa temporada elas estavam vazias, mas no verão as barracas ficam lotadas com shows e danças de axé. Nessa parte de Porto Seguro tem hotéis melhores e alguns resorts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saímos de Porto Seguro e fomos para o norte. Paramos para almoçar em Ilhéus. Comemos um Guaiuba assado. Tava bão!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367365705853952418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sny2rAUJ4aI/AAAAAAAAAOw/tcvTC6HsYi0/s400/IMG_2256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367365712500795090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sny2rZE4ptI/AAAAAAAAAO4/u9bpoP0VYYA/s400/IMG_2259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ilhéus é uma cidade feia, principalmente a parte sul. A cidade cheira mal! Dizem até que está meio perigoso andar por lá. Já na parte norte, a caminho de Itacaré, o visual muda. A estrada é cercada de verde por todos os lados, é bem bonito. Chegamos em Itacaré com chuva, dizem que chove bastante por aqui, geralmente à noite. Faz tanto sol durante o dia que quando cai a chuva sai fumaça do asfalto! Acho que vamos ficar uns dias por aqui. Até amanhã!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-2035363714811999625?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/2035363714811999625/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=2035363714811999625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/2035363714811999625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/2035363714811999625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/porto-seguro-ilheus.html' title='Porto Seguro - Ilhéus'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/Sny2qrAsdDI/AAAAAAAAAOY/llrE-ju-fT0/s72-c/Imagem+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-6528549996146951012</id><published>2009-08-06T20:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T19:21:05.899-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arraial d´Ajuda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porto Seguro'/><title type='text'>Trancoso - Porto Seguro</title><content type='html'>Saímos de Trancoso hoje pela manhã. Era preciso abastecer o carro. O valor do álcool em Trancoso é de assustar qualquer paulista, vejam:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367002908128557058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SntstZd9uAI/AAAAAAAAANQ/JbVHUop47EY/s400/Imagem+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;De Trancoso para Porto Seguro é bem pertinho. Chegamos em Porto e começamos a procurar pousadas. Como é uma cidade com aeroporto e varejão de pacotes de viagem, as pousadas não estavam tão vazias e os preços não eram tão baixos. As melhores pousadas do centro são reservadas para a CVC, e as outras não tem uma boa relação de custo x benefício.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acabamos ficando numa pousada chamada Bem Brasil. Foi difícil achar um bom lugar pra ficar depois de sair daquele paraíso de pousada em Trancoso. A gente se acostuma logo com coisa boa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotel Bem Brasil Center&lt;br /&gt;Av. 22 de Abril, 343 - Porto Seguro - BA&lt;br /&gt;(73) 3288-2532&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porto Seguro é uma cidade grande, bem urbana, tem lojinhas e camelôs a vontade pra Milena nenhuma botar defeito. Ela já fez um tererê, acreditam? E o pior é que ficou legal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje a tarde fomos para Arraial d´Ajuda. De Porto Seguro é preciso pegar uma balsa, a travessia dura 10 minutos. Arraial é um lugar mais tranquilo, tem zilhões de pousadas bacanas e as praias são boas também. Visitamos Mucugê e Pitinga. O centrinho tem uma igreja e algumas lojinhas. De trás da igreja a vista é incrível!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367006846675981762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SntwSps2FcI/AAAAAAAAANo/u0CmjMaO1lA/s400/IMG_1156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367006851602123154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SntwS8DVCZI/AAAAAAAAANw/xfFCvkiUYQM/s400/IMG_1157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367008351553818594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SntxqPzrj-I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/G5wjCK7s2Lo/s400/IMG_1159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367006855907797698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SntwTMF4asI/AAAAAAAAAOA/ExmnEXVOcg4/s400/IMG_1173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se for escolher entre se hospedar em Porto Seguro ou Arraial d´Ajuda, fique com a segunda opção. Agora, se quer agito, venha pra Porto Seguro na alta temporada, porque agora em agosto a cidade está vazia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pegar a balsa de volta pra Porto Seguro no final da tarde rendeu essa belíssima foto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367004827390072018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SntudHRkVNI/AAAAAAAAANg/k0drHWcydJU/s400/Imagem.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Bom fim de dia pra vocês!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-6528549996146951012?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/6528549996146951012/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=6528549996146951012&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/6528549996146951012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/6528549996146951012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/trancoso-porto-seguro.html' title='Trancoso - Porto Seguro'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SntstZd9uAI/AAAAAAAAANQ/JbVHUop47EY/s72-c/Imagem+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-4360592918455461313</id><published>2009-08-05T19:54:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T20:03:14.373-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quadrado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastronomia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dicas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorvete'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurante'/><title type='text'>Dicas gastronômicas em Trancoso</title><content type='html'>Mais duas dicas gastronômicas do Quadrado. A primeira foi uma dica da Carlinha que nós aprovamos: o Restaurante Portinha.&lt;br /&gt;Comida caseira feita no fogão à lenha vendida por kilo (self-service). Enquanto almoçávamos lá fora, os borrachudos nos "comiam" embaixo da mesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnoOjMy5vqI/AAAAAAAAAMw/lrEDuSnNG6A/s1600-h/IMG_1130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnoOjMy5vqI/AAAAAAAAAMw/lrEDuSnNG6A/s400/IMG_1130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366617903858302626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A segunda dica é a Gelateria do Beco que tem sorvetes artesanais. Além dos sabores comuns tem também sorvete de gengibre, canela e banana com passas. Hum, dilícia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Restaurante Portinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praça do Quadrado, s/ nº - Trancoso - Porto Seguro - BA&lt;br /&gt;(73) 3668-1054&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gelateria do Beco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fica numa travessa do Quadrado, do lado esquerdo para quem está olhando para a igreja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã deixaremos Trancoso e vamos para Porto Seguro. Aliás queria dizer uma coisa: o legal de viajar de carro é ir acompanhando no mapa e ver que vamos mudando de página! Começamos a viagem na página 18 do Guia Rodoviário 4 Rodas. Já passamos pelas páginas 19, 20, 21, 22, 31 e agora estamos na página 33.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnoOjRA3CfI/AAAAAAAAAM4/bZXgIcxvQQE/s1600-h/IMG_1141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnoOjRA3CfI/AAAAAAAAAM4/bZXgIcxvQQE/s400/IMG_1141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366617904990587378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-4360592918455461313?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/4360592918455461313/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=4360592918455461313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/4360592918455461313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/4360592918455461313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/dicas-gastronomicas-em-trancoso.html' title='Dicas gastronômicas em Trancoso'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnoOjMy5vqI/AAAAAAAAAMw/lrEDuSnNG6A/s72-c/IMG_1130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-8252329678577016431</id><published>2009-08-05T19:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T19:54:11.574-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Praia do Rio Verde'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barraca Tostex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trancoso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barraca Pé na Areia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Praia dos Nativos'/><title type='text'>Praias em Trancoso</title><content type='html'>Hoje resolvemos pegar uma praia mais próxima de Trancoso. A praia dos Coqueiros e a dos Nativos são mais frequentadas pois ficam mais perto do Quadrado. Na praia dos Nativos fica a badalada barraca Tostex. A decoração é bem jovem e descolada (aí Halley! rs), e a música nos alto faltantes é eletrônica. Isso aqui deve bombar no verão!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnoKkuKazSI/AAAAAAAAALw/l5XNlk1fYCU/s1600-h/IMG_1124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnoKkuKazSI/AAAAAAAAALw/l5XNlk1fYCU/s400/IMG_1124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366613531948666146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnoJ9pE0-LI/AAAAAAAAALo/9OJRcBgkKys/s1600-h/IMG_1121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnoJ9pE0-LI/AAAAAAAAALo/9OJRcBgkKys/s400/IMG_1121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366612860568139954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ali do lado da barraca, bem perto do mar, tem um riozinho, bom para as crianças brincarem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnoLLjgXZiI/AAAAAAAAAMA/j0th3m4AVrs/s1600-h/IMG_1106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnoLLjgXZiI/AAAAAAAAAMA/j0th3m4AVrs/s400/IMG_1106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366614199102826018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nós optamos por passar o dia na Praia do Rio Verde. Ela fica mais afastada e por isso também não tinha quase ninguém por lá. Entramos pela Barraca Pé na Areia. Eles tem uma estrutura ótima: banheiros limpos, ducha, playground pra criançada, mesas, cadeiras, ombrelones, esteiras e almofadas e para quem enjoar do sol ainda tem a opção de descansar nas redes sob as árvores. Nos altos falantes nada de axé, só uma boa seleção de MPB e músicas internacionais. Ê vidinha mais ou menos! (rs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnoMK6cc7YI/AAAAAAAAAMI/cbtzhMMBEeA/s1600-h/IMG_1085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnoMK6cc7YI/AAAAAAAAAMI/cbtzhMMBEeA/s400/IMG_1085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366615287592185218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnoMXVP-rvI/AAAAAAAAAMY/XfIUNP7e34o/s1600-h/IMG_1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnoMXVP-rvI/AAAAAAAAAMY/XfIUNP7e34o/s400/IMG_1090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366615500946058994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnoMXqn1K9I/AAAAAAAAAMg/QrOZI1mx3Jg/s1600-h/IMG_1097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnoMXqn1K9I/AAAAAAAAAMg/QrOZI1mx3Jg/s400/IMG_1097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366615506683243474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mais uma coisa: nessa mesma praia fica a Pousada Bahia Bonita. Olha só o mimo que a pousada oferece aos seus hóspedes!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnoM-Cla8lI/AAAAAAAAAMo/kDJY0L-PY9E/s1600-h/IMG_1098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnoM-Cla8lI/AAAAAAAAAMo/kDJY0L-PY9E/s400/IMG_1098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366616165950616146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-8252329678577016431?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/8252329678577016431/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=8252329678577016431&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/8252329678577016431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/8252329678577016431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/praias-em-trancoso.html' title='Praias em Trancoso'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnoKkuKazSI/AAAAAAAAALw/l5XNlk1fYCU/s72-c/IMG_1124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-2941147774112006378</id><published>2009-08-04T20:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T21:01:21.416-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Praia do Espelho'/><title type='text'>Praia do Espelho - BA</title><content type='html'>Segundo o Guia 4 Rodas, a Praia do Espelho está entre as 10 mais bonitas do Brasil. Claro que a gente quis conferir.&lt;br /&gt;Em dia de chuva deve ser difícil chegar lá com um carro comum. A partir do trevo Trancoso/Caraíva são aproximadamente 20 km de estrada de terra. Trechos lisos, outros esburacados, praticamente um Rally dos Sertões. Ah se o nosso carro fosse um 4x4!&lt;br /&gt;A Praia do Espelho tem muitas caras. Tem mar relativamente calmo, rio que deságua no mar, falésias, recifes que na maré baixa emolduram piscinas naturais, tem lugares desertos, e outros mais movimentados perto das barracas. Enfim, esse pode ser um dos motivos do seu sucesso. Mas o mais gostoso é poder deitar numa esteira, encostar a cabeça numa almofada e esquecer da vida - no sol para quem quer pegar um bronze, na sombra natural das árvores para quem quer sossego e cuca fresca. Claro que tudo isso tem um preço. O estacionamento para quem chega à praia de carro custa R$ 10,00 e o consumo nas barracas deve ser de no mínimo R$ 20,00 por pessoa (preços de agosto/09).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnjJ3obWM2I/AAAAAAAAALY/RfoGQTyD3YY/s1600-h/IMG_1030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnjJ3obWM2I/AAAAAAAAALY/RfoGQTyD3YY/s400/IMG_1030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366260913594053474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnjJ3c4QQGI/AAAAAAAAALI/ePqu1J-PQg0/s1600-h/IMG_1016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnjJ3c4QQGI/AAAAAAAAALI/ePqu1J-PQg0/s400/IMG_1016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366260910494072930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnjJ3d9GJTI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ssCLkCrT52U/s1600-h/IMG_1029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnjJ3d9GJTI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ssCLkCrT52U/s400/IMG_1029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366260910782817586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-2941147774112006378?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/2941147774112006378/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=2941147774112006378&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/2941147774112006378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/2941147774112006378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/praia-do-espelho-ba.html' title='Praia do Espelho - BA'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnjJ3obWM2I/AAAAAAAAALY/RfoGQTyD3YY/s72-c/IMG_1030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-1429586640061439004</id><published>2009-08-04T20:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T21:08:40.604-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quadrado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trancoso'/><title type='text'>Trancoso e o Quadrado</title><content type='html'>Trancoso parece uma Vila Madalena a beira mar. É uma vila hippie-chic.&lt;br /&gt;O Quadrado é o centrinho de Trancoso, um gramado com casinhas coloridas e uma igreja ao fundo. Ali tem lojas e restaurantes sofisticados. É a parte chic da vila hippie.&lt;br /&gt;Agora na baixa temporada é possível ver a vida de Trancoso e seus moradores, e não apenas seus visitantes/turistas.&lt;br /&gt;Alguns moradores com quem conversamos vieram pra cá há 15, 20 anos, se apaixonaram e ficaram. Trancoso tem um "clima" especial.&lt;br /&gt;Por outro lado duas moradoras com quem conversei estão voltando para São Paulo para criar seus filhos e poder dar a eles uma boa educação. Para isso Trancoso não tem boa estrutura.&lt;br /&gt;Elas tem filhos em idade escolar que nasceram aqui, mas querem que eles estudem fora e se afastem da Trancoso liberal.&lt;br /&gt;Com relação às outras coisas, Trancoso não deixa a desejar. Tem bancos, internet, livraria, dentista, minimercados, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnjH9nHd2rI/AAAAAAAAALA/WNhhsKd8icU/s1600-h/IMG_1055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnjH9nHd2rI/AAAAAAAAALA/WNhhsKd8icU/s400/IMG_1055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366258817298193074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnjH9RtZJrI/AAAAAAAAAK4/4FvDiU_cZ24/s1600-h/IMG_1058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnjH9RtZJrI/AAAAAAAAAK4/4FvDiU_cZ24/s400/IMG_1058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366258811551688370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnjH9HwoJAI/AAAAAAAAAKw/YqJCs-H-gCo/s1600-h/IMG_1050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnjH9HwoJAI/AAAAAAAAAKw/YqJCs-H-gCo/s400/IMG_1050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366258808880899074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Os restaurantes do Quadrado tem preços mais salgados, mas afastando-se um pouco em direção à entrada da cidade é possível comer bem por um preço justo. Até agora comemos na Pandoka (que tem bons lanches mas não tem sorvete!) e na Pizzaria Maluco Beleza (ótima pizza com mesas ao ar livre).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandoka - fica na entrada do Quadrado&lt;br /&gt;Tel.: (73) 3668-1158&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pizzaria Maluco Beleza - fica na Av. Principal, s/ nº&lt;br /&gt;Tel.: (73) 3668 2176&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-1429586640061439004?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/1429586640061439004/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=1429586640061439004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/1429586640061439004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/1429586640061439004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/trancoso-e-o-quadrado.html' title='Trancoso e o Quadrado'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnjH9nHd2rI/AAAAAAAAALA/WNhhsKd8icU/s72-c/IMG_1055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-4940859540220868526</id><published>2009-08-04T20:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T20:43:34.925-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospedagem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trancoso'/><title type='text'>Hospedagem em Trancoso</title><content type='html'>Quando partimos para essa viagem eu estava disposta a ficar em albergues. Como a viagem vai ser longa economizaríamos na hospedagem.&lt;br /&gt;O que eu não esperava é que pagando quase o mesmo preço de um albergue conseguiríamos ficar em lugares muito bons. Agosto é baixa temporada e as pousadas aproveitam para fazer reformas em suas instalações. O preço informado por telefone ou e-mail não é o mesmo preço de balcão. É possível conseguir bons descontos quando se negocia ao vivo.&lt;br /&gt;A pousada que ficamos em Trancoso foi a Quarto Crescente. Ela fica na Av. Principal, a 500 m do famoso "Quadrado".&lt;br /&gt;Fiz questão de fazer um post só para ela. A beleza e o cuidado com os detalhes faz da pousada um charme. Os apartamentos, os chalés, as áreas comuns, as louças e os cafés da manhã e da tarde, tudo é muito especial, feito com carinho. Foi uma ótima escolha. Vejam as fotos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnjF6kAWZ7I/AAAAAAAAAKo/_ANBFZDDQHo/s1600-h/IMG_1004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnjF6kAWZ7I/AAAAAAAAAKo/_ANBFZDDQHo/s400/IMG_1004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366256565900175282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnjFZCxySpI/AAAAAAAAAKA/oUR_4sGsZ0I/s1600-h/IMG_0987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnjFZCxySpI/AAAAAAAAAKA/oUR_4sGsZ0I/s400/IMG_0987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366255990045035154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnjF57L6zMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/M8K5GGPkq_A/s1600-h/IMG_0990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnjF57L6zMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/M8K5GGPkq_A/s400/IMG_0990.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366256554942844098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnjF5VF-QvI/AAAAAAAAAKI/FWGGAgCyziw/s1600-h/IMG_0967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnjF5VF-QvI/AAAAAAAAAKI/FWGGAgCyziw/s400/IMG_0967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366256544717357810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnjF6YYZYbI/AAAAAAAAAKg/nvZAzu7rcN8/s1600-h/IMG_1061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnjF6YYZYbI/AAAAAAAAAKg/nvZAzu7rcN8/s400/IMG_1061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366256562779808178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnjF57ciYKI/AAAAAAAAAKY/SwWY9tnNRXE/s1600-h/IMG_0985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnjF57ciYKI/AAAAAAAAAKY/SwWY9tnNRXE/s400/IMG_0985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366256555012546722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pousada Quarto Crescente&lt;br /&gt;Av. Principal, s/ nº - Trancoso - Porto Seguro - BA&lt;br /&gt;(73) 3668-1014&lt;br /&gt;www.quartocrescente.net&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-4940859540220868526?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/4940859540220868526/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=4940859540220868526&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/4940859540220868526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/4940859540220868526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/hospedagem-em-trancoso.html' title='Hospedagem em Trancoso'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnjF6kAWZ7I/AAAAAAAAAKo/_ANBFZDDQHo/s72-c/IMG_1004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-6745035044164841265</id><published>2009-08-03T20:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:25:43.935-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='falésias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sul da Bahia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahia de carro'/><title type='text'>Sul da Bahia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SndvznoLO9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/weoe9heoeKk/s1600-h/imagem.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365880413636738002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SndvznoLO9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/weoe9heoeKk/s400/imagem.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Depois de um belíssimo café da manhã naquele hotel chique de Teixeira de Freitas pegamos a BR 101 para o norte. A Milena tinha recebido uma dica sobre Prado, então resolvemos conferir de perto. Prado é uma cidadezinha pequena. Tem algumas casinhas coloridas, uma igreja na praça e algumas lojas, mas a beleza das praias fica meio escondida. É preciso andar um bocado por estradas de terra para chegar a praias praticamente desertas. A praia Tororó foi a mais bonita que visitamos por ali. A praia é cheia de falésias e isso faz o visual ficar lindíssimo! Valeu a pena engolir poeira na estrada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365881306939849650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SndwnncO-7I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/8Jhu_Rrokn4/s400/IMG_0926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Depois de Prado fomos para o norte em direção a Trancoso. No caminho desviamos pela estrada que leva até o Monte Pascal, mas não tinha nada por ali além de algumas crianças brincando e algumas casas de barro. No parque Nacional Monte Pascal é possível caminhar por algumas trilhas com guias, mas a recepção estava as moscas. É uma atração que podia ser melhor explorada.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A estrada até aqui estava boa. Para quem já pegou a BR 116 para o sul antes de ser privatizada ia achar a BR 101 um tapete! Mas depois da entrada pra Porto Seguro/Trancoso, aparecem alguns buracos. Nosso destino era Trancoso. Dica da Carlinha, resolvemos passar alguns dias lá. Mas isso já é assunto para outro post. Amanhã tem mais!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-6745035044164841265?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/6745035044164841265/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=6745035044164841265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/6745035044164841265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/6745035044164841265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/sul-da-bahia.html' title='Sul da Bahia'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SndvznoLO9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/weoe9heoeKk/s72-c/imagem.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-2842944409774364090</id><published>2009-08-02T23:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T08:28:12.865-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conceição da Barra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Itaúnas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Praias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Espírito Santo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Praia dos Padres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meaípe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bacutia'/><title type='text'>Praias do Espírito Santo</title><content type='html'>Zezé tinha razão. A maioria das pessoas que dormem em Guarapari estão de passagem pra Bahia e deixam a cidade (e o estado) sem conhecer suas belíssimas praias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em Guarapari tem a Praia dos Padres, pequena e escondida, só tem acesso para pedestres. Para chegar lá pegue a rua à esquerda do Hotel Enseada do Corsário e siga até a discreta placa que indica o caminho. É preciso descer uma escada de madeira, mas o esforço vale a pena. Veja abaixo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365559843895775634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnZMQASCEZI/AAAAAAAAAIo/PFV3z8BY8W8/s400/padres1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365559987245762610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnZMYWTVSDI/AAAAAAAAAIw/VhuZH4QMlV0/s400/padres2.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Visitamos também Bacutia e Meaípe. A primeira é mais elitizada e tem águas tranquilas. A segunda tem restaurantes na orla e uma faixa estreita de areia sombreada por castanheiras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuamos nossa viagem rumo ao norte. Paramos para almoçar em Linhares, numa padaria/restaurante chamada Scrip. Continuamos na estrada até a entrada de Conceição da Barra. Eu tinha ouvido falar sobre Itaúnas, uma praia que ferve com os jovens e o forró no verão. Dizem que fora de temporada é vazia, mas eu queria ir até lá pra conferir.&lt;br /&gt;Para chegar em Itaúnas é preciso andar um pouco mais de 15 km numa estrada de terra. Dos dois lados o que vemos são extensas plantações de eucalipto. Eucalipto e poeira, poeira e eucalipto. Quando você quase desiste e acha que está no caminho errado, aparece uma placa dizendo que Itaúnas está chegando. E dá-lhe mais uma porção de kilômetros engolindo poeira!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365561994832113970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnZONNJN8TI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Q0Ld7yegU4o/s400/itaunas0.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Itaúnas é uma vila, cheia de pousadas, restaurantes e lojinhas. Não existe grandes estruturas, bancos ou postos de gasolina. Antes de chegar à praia é preciso atravessar 1 km de duna. A paisagem vale a pena. É muito bonito! E como fomos em agosto, fora de temporada, tinha pouquíssima gente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365560597445971426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnZM73eZjeI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/0iM58ZzDdMI/s400/itaunas2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365560415011138226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnZMxP2i6rI/AAAAAAAAAJA/rus_eobFZQQ/s400/itaunas1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365561469888174706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnZNupk1GnI/AAAAAAAAAJY/WIMHoFVNcSk/s400/itaunas4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total do dia: mais 500 kilômetros rodados. Cruzamos a fronteira e dormimos em Teixeira de Freitas, BA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como chegamos tarde não deu pra pesquisar hospedagem. Seguimos o conselho de um caminhoneiro e nos hospedamos no Lord Plaza Hotel. O hotel é muito bom, deve ser um dos mais luxuosos da cidade. Tudo bem, hoje a gente merece um mimo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lord Plaza Hotel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hoteislord.com.br/"&gt;http://www.hoteislord.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(73) 3311-5506&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7928114679976454886-2842944409774364090?l=essaviagem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/feeds/2842944409774364090/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7928114679976454886&amp;postID=2842944409774364090&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/2842944409774364090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7928114679976454886/posts/default/2842944409774364090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://essaviagem.blogspot.com/2009/08/praias-do-espirito-santo.html' title='Praias do Espírito Santo'/><author><name>Aline Cândido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753985121129806353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SdTSvLN_juI/AAAAAAAAACI/RKfbbwWuTl4/S220/aline-3x4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnZMQASCEZI/AAAAAAAAAIo/PFV3z8BY8W8/s72-c/padres1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7928114679976454886.post-2585310076431662974</id><published>2009-08-02T22:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T19:21:41.460-03:00</updated><title type='text'>1ª viagem do blog - De São Paulo à Bahia de carro</title><content type='html'>Agosto de 2009. Chegaram as tãos esperadas férias! Nossa primeira viagem vai durar três semanas -partindo de São Paulo vamos de carro até a Bahia. Nossa viagem começou em Sampa às 4:30h da manhã do sábado (01/08/09). Andamos 580 km e almoçamos em Campos dos Goytacazes, no RJ. Cidade grande, com boa estrutura. Continuamos a viagem até completar 900 km e 12 horas. Chegamos em Guarapari, ES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de pesquisar um pouco ficamos na Pousada da Zezé, uma mineira que foi empregada doméstica e depois de muito suor, virou empresária e dona da pousada. Zezé é bem humorada e deixa todo mundo muito à vontade. A pousada é bonita, aconchegante e tem estacionamento. As suítes são espaçosas e novas, já que a última reforma foi em 2009. O café da manhã é preparado pela própria Zezé, com doces e guloseimas caseiras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365552068376067938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zFqzzzIDqwE/SnZFLaNq_2I/AAAAAAAAAII/TvULdcVZRN0/s320/zeze.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pousada Zezé: (27) 3272-1487&lt;br /&gt;Av. 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