Fortaleza

Sept 29

Fortaleza is a modern city that's somewhat non-descript in its urban beachiness. I've been a bit disappointed that the Portuguese sounds a lot more carioca than the typical Lula-style northeast accent I was expecting. We didn't have much time so we only got to see a few things. The Dragao do Mar cultural center was quite a cool concept that linked old houses turned into bars with a modern complex housing an outoodr theater, an area of art exhibitions, and an open plaza-like space. We took a quick stroll along the Praia Meirelles after arriving. I enjoyed the sight of a couple wind turbines along the beach, taking advantage of the state's fabulous wind conditions. I'd forgotten how nice it can be just to sit on the beach with the breeze blowing across my face as I sip coconut juice. Yes, I live in Rio and have the beach a quick Metro ride away, but it's easy to get out of the habit, believe me.

We took a walk along the main boulevard on the beach, which is alive with joggers and in-line skaters much like Copacabaca on a warm night. The place is also booming with ads for comedy shows -- guys on bikes, guys in cars, cranking out promos for a night of jokes. One featured something called the Penis Dialogues, likely a take off from the Vagina Monologues 10 years ago. I wished we'd had a bit more time to look around.