Paraty, colonial and hostel perfection

After a quick jump back across to the mainland with the same drunken captain, we bused further south to the colonial town of Paraty (Para-chi). Stayed in by far the most wonderful hostel we've been to, ToA Toa Pousada. Run by a fabulous couple, James, from the UK and Patricia, from Sao Paulo. Their home was a menagerie, gorgeous maine koon kitten with enormous paws, tiny orphaned puppy and emerald green humming bird on her tiny nest made of hair and litchen, right by the garden gate. James and Patricia put on wonderful bbq's and made such fabulous pineapple caipirinhas, it was hard to venture out.
The town is generally very quiet but was busy and filled to the brim for a Latino festival. We attempted to explore some of the 65 islands and 300 beaches that surround the town, but our tour boat was more interested in feeding us over priced food. And just to really amuse us it ran out of petrol on the way home and we were left adrift for nearly an hour with only a seriously off key portuguese singer for entertainment.
The following day we visited Trindade (Trindage), a hair raising bus ride 40 mintues south. Lazying on the beach, being fed grilled haloumi cheese and oysters by beach vendours that came to us, a hard life this travelling business!