Biru-biru helped me out. I had to catch a half mile ride from Bananal Beach, on Ilha do Governador, to the small Palmas Island, where my nephew and godchild was having his birthday. After several arriving power boaters turned me down, Biru-biru appeared, and said he could take me there with his boat. During the 30 minute crossing he didn't stop chatting with me for more than a minute or two. At 62, he seemed to have an admirable health... he barely sweated when we arrived, after a crossing through a choppy sea, with a crosswind coming from well forward of the beam. I was grateful the good canoe was fairly stable. But it did provide a safe even if shaky passage.
The little Palmas island is a petite jewel in the Bay of Guanabara. Sitting there in the shade, under the trees, with an absolutely stunning view, is a privilege. What is not tolerable, is the poor quality of the water.














