The next day was Dia de São Pedro. Mads and I woke up only to do it all over again early morning style. Today there was to be a church procession honoring the fisherman saint, São Pedro ending in a regatta. Barbara's boy had invited us on a private boat to celebrate. Promising he would get us back to shore on time for our 4pm flight. Getting on the boat was quite a challenge. The first dinghy they sent with our friends capsized because it was too heavy. By that time the procession had arrived and the port was super clogged. So Cachorrinho had us scaling rocks on the other side to avoid the traffic jam. When we finally got on the boat it was rad, Mads set her alarm so we could party in peace for our last few hours on Noronha. Everything was flowing, the regatta was awesome, everybody dancing on their boats and even jumping ship to get on ours. Every so often we got to cool off in the pristine coves, life was sooo good. When it finally came time to catch our flight, we said our goodbyes and swam ashore. While Cachorrinho gallantly swam with our bag on his head so it would not get wet. I don't know if this trip can ever be topped but Noronha definitely will always be paradise in my mind.
On the flight home I won a lottery and got to sit in the cockpit with the pilots the whole way!!! It was super cool.
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