Saturday, 29 October 2011

My All time favourite Halloween Movies...

I just love this time of year with Halloween initiating a season of festivities, quickly followed by Bonfire Night and Christmas. It's an excuse to decorate the house with lurid looking Ghosts, pumpkins, cobwebs and bats. I carved my very first pumpkin yesterday which Matilda greeted with 'Oh Wow Mamma'. She doesn't yet understand the significance of the pumpkin or the orange 'bubbles' decorated with Black cats and witches but she can certainly appreciate the Visual impact. Her favourite today being the Orange iced biscuits and the 'bubbles' balloons.

Tonight, on the eve of Halloween, I'm looking forward to a hearty Pumpkin soup for dinner after the obligatory Halloween special of Strictly Come Dancing, followed by a late night viewing of a scary movie.

I'm not too much of a fan of gory horror in the vein of Scary Movie or Nightmare on Elm Street but I love the unnerving, edge of your seat, behind a cushion thriller.

These are my favourite spooky movies that send shivers down my spine even thinking about them! Dig out your old DVD's, light your pumpkins and have a great Sunday Halloween night!

Carrie (my all time spookiest film whose closing scene stayed with me for years after)
The Exorcist
The Omen
Rosemary's Baby
Les Yeux Sans Visage
Psycho (in fact anything by Hitchcock)
The Shining
The Orphanage
Pans Labyrinth

I'd love to hear what your favourite Halloween movies are?


Friday, 28 October 2011

Pousada Casa Vila Bela...

After the long journey from London, a slightly crazy tax ride into the Pelourinho when the driver couldn't find our Pousada so drove at high speed round and round broken up cobbled streets, making us thankful we hadn't yet had our dinner, we finally arrived to a big warm welcome at the Pousada.



The deceptively small frontage leads into a magnificent house filled with antiques and local artwork brightly coloured against the dark wooden furniture and light walls. The piece de resistence is the terrace with a grandiose view of the Baia de Todos Santos and Salvador, it is here we had breakfast every morning and retired to after a long day of sight seeing. Filled with wrought iron chairs and marble topped tables surrounded by pots of plants and flowers, it was the perfect spot to relax and watch the sunset, as you can see from the photographs below.





Brazilian Gerusa and her French husband Stefan are the perfect hosts, ready to help or advise you with even the most insignificant of questions. They are a fountain of knowledge on the local area providing useful information, such as suggesting the new Rodin Museum to us as a good place to take Matilda. Always available for a chat they are a fascinating couple with intriguing stories. They and their staff were endlessly patient with Matilda too, who they would happily entertain and look after whilst we had our coffee or checked on emails on the free computer in the main reception area.

Views from the terrace













The Pousada is on the outskirts of the Pelourinho, a short walk or hike up the hills to where all the action is, but in a relatively quiet picturesque street where one can escape to if it all gets too much!

Each of the rooms has a different Brazilian theme, we stayed in the family room 'Amazonias' decorated in a very bright green accessorised with Rustic Amazonian art and furniture. The stone bathroom with a separate walk in shower and deep stone bath which Matilda took full advantage of was especially impressive. Our room faced the street, though I understand that some of the rooms in the back have terraces with a view, I don't think it is absolutely necessary, as you are welcome to sit at the main guest terrace at anytime, plus we loved watching the local life go by from our window.










The Aladdin's cave that was the antique shop opposite which had a slightly different display every day.

Breakfast is a wonderful affair with fresh fruit, juices, eggs made to order, homemade Brazilian cakes (be sure to try the Passion fruit tarts which were to die for), fresh bread, Tapioca, cheeses, hams, salamis - a veritable feast. Needless to say we didn't eat lunch whilst we were there.

If you want an impersonal luxurious five star hotel with TVs in your bathroom then this place isn't for you, but if you want a traditional big Brazilian welcome in a small well loved Pousada, then get booking! We were very sad to leave and long to return to our beautiful home from home that was Casa Vila Bela. Gerusa and Stefan, if you are reading this, we look forward to seeing you in London next year!!

http://www.pousadacasavilabela.com.br/

Wednesday, 26 October 2011

Sensual Salvador...

Salvador is a melting pot of nationalities, cultures, religions and people. Once the capital city of Brazil, it is the biggest city in the North East and it was the first landing place for the slaves arriving from Africa. The African influence is prevalent everywhere from the music to the food to the Art, and so too is the Portuguese  architecture. One could almost imagine oneself in the Old town in Lisbon.

The Portuguese arrived in Salvador and named it in 1500. By 1549 the Portuguese sellers had established it as the first colonial capital of  Brazil, the hub for the sugarcane industry and the slave trade. It was divided into an upper and lower city (it is built on a high cliff), the upper being the Administrative and Religious centre where the majority of the population lived. The lower city was the financial centre with a Port and Market. It pretty much remains the same today, the market still dominates the docks. In the late 19th Century funiculars and the picturesque Elevador Lacerda were built to link both areas enabling easier access. The upper city is now the domain of the commercial world making it's money from the tourist, the Pelourinho underwent major restoration during the 1990's and was deservedly declared a World Heritage Site.







Matilda and I doing battle with the cobblestones.



There is an energy in this city that I've experienced nowhere else in the world, a joie de vivre that is unrivalled. Despite the clear poverty that some of the population endure, there is always a smile and a hello for a stranger. The Brazilians adore children so we were welcomed wherever we went with our little girl. I had heard and read about the dangers in Salvador, robberies particularly targeted towards tourists, but to be honest we never felt in danger or compromised. One word of warning though: Make sure your pram has very sturdy wheels as the cobbled streets together with the lack of real pavements, do not make for good steering. This is in no way a review of Bugaboo Bee BUT boy were we glad of it, as another less robust pram would have fallen to pieces. No street in the Pelourinho is easy to manoeuvre made worse by the most vertiginous hills, I felt for the husband who clearly struggled for the 4 days we were there. Needless to say, she had great fun waving to passers by as her father nearly keeled over on a number of occasions, in the relentless heat of the day.

Salvador de Bahia is awash with music, art, antique shops, restaurants, bars and cafes. Whole families occupy the streets at night, dragging their furniture outside, eating and drinking with their neighbours. Mini music festivals and carnivals pop up unexpectedly, bands suddenly appear when you're trying to navigate your way round the winding streets trying to avoid the non-tourist streets. We hit upon one such Festival at the end of our street on our last night. Hundreds of people dancing on the street soaking up the caipirinha. It began to rain heavily but that didn't impede the enjoyment but was welcome relief from the heat and sweat. The party went on til dawn by all accounts, sadly we had to retire to our Pousada with one exhausted little girl. One can't help but be carried away with the excitement and sensuality of this city fuelled by the moreish Caipirinha, the addictive sounds and smells of the street.

My very first Caipirinha of the holiday.



There are plenty of museums, stunning churches and places to visit whilst there however with the toddler in tow we were somewhat restricted. It was also excruciatingly hot and she developed a rather nasty heat rash all over her body, luckily salvaged by a little miracle cream recommended to us by Gerusa the knowledgeable owner of our Pousada. If you're in Brazil with a heat rashed up child get yourself some 'Pasta d'agua', amazing stuff that cleared it up within hours. We did visit the Rodin Museum Bahia and it's 
delightful gardens modelled on its Parisian namesake. It's a beautiful haven away from the heat and noise of Salvador with a relaxed cafe in its grounds, perfectly safe for young children to run around in. I recommend the Coconut Ice cream - delicious and very cooling. It's set in beautiful colonial mansion that has been taken over by 64 plaster casts of the original sculptures held in Paris. It's also in a residential, leafy part of town, 'Graca' close to the Light house which also has the most impressive views across the Baia De Todos Santos which  is a must see if you're in Salvador. Here are a few images of our stay, making me very sad to have left. I dream of my next visit and my next Bahian caipirinha.








Sunday, 23 October 2011

Saudade...

Saudade is the untranslatable Portuguese word for longing deeply for something, someone or somewhere, missing it with all your being. This is what I'm feeling today for Brazil. It is a country that gets under your skin, the people, the music, the food all conspire to draw you in to the magic.

And so the sharing of our adventures begins.We commenced our holiday in Salvador, our arrival met by a tropical rain storm with the forecast predicting more rain for the week we were to spend there. This didn't dampen our spirits as it was hot and steamy with big waves of excitement flowing over us. We took a taxi into the Pelourinho district, the oldest most picturesque part of town and also a UNESCO world heritage site. As soon as we began to reach the cobbled streets lined with the brightest buildings in pretty sugary colours I knew I'd finally arrived in the city that had been so extolled by an old friend who I met whilst living in Paris over 20 years before. Her name was Nelida Moutalabian, an Argentian Spanish teacher who had fled Argentina due to her political views. She was a great inspiration to me, we spent many an evening listening to Samba and Tango, discussing literature, art and politics over endless glasses of Vin Rouge whilst smoking Gauloises, in her small Parisian flat near La Republique. She'd travelled the world but the place that was most in her heart was Salvador de Bahia. I remember her telling me that if there was one place that I should go to in my lifetime, it had to be Salvador to see the Bahia De Todos Os Santos. I had to take a deep breath when I glimpsed the impressive, majestic Bay for the first time from the hotel Terrace. Nelida, wherever you are now I've finally been to Salvador and I too fell in love with its intoxicating charm...



Baia De Todos Os Santos