Recife (“reef”) is named after the coral reef structures that line the coast near the Brazilian hump. Known as the Brazilian Venice because of its rivers, Recife was one of the first areas in Brazil settled by the Portuguese Crown. There is a lot of Dutch influence in the area because they took control for some time during the mid-1600’s. It is a mecca of sugar cane because of the fertile land and excellent climate. It has been a major port connecting the area with Europe and, of coarse, during the 17th, 18th, and 19th century slaves from West Africa were brought in to work the sugar cane fields.
This is going to be one of my longest posts because I just couldn’t began to show you this picturesque city in a few photos. I’m going to cover the city center of Recife first and the best way to explain the layout is to show you a map.
As you can see two rivers; the Rio Capibaribe and Rio Beberibe end in the “Baia de Santo Amaro”, which in turn ends in the Atlantic Ocean. These three bodies of water divide up central Recife which is interconnected by many bridges. We were bused from the ship to a stop right near the center where you see the name “Santo Antonio” in red letters. Here’s our two port signs:
OK, we’re downtown, and the first thing that hits you is the city is in full force, getting ready for Carnival. Everywhere you look decorations are being put up, streets are blocked off as bleachers are being built, and air conditioned booths for the rich are being constructed, It’s really exciting, and you can feel the anticipation in the air. We’ll start our look at the center of town by viewing a few of those bridges.
Those Carnival decorations were on the sides of all the bridges. Here’s a look at some of the old city buildings from a bridge:
This bridge sign explains this is the site of the oldest bridge in Latin America:
One last bridge photo, a look down the Rio Capibaribe:
Churches were everywhere. We visited three so here’s a few of the outside and inside photos of those three:
I have one last photo from the churches, it’s Susy in front of the alter dedicated to St. Teresa. We had to stop and say a special prayer for our granddaughter, even though we say a prayer for all of you in each church we go into.
Now let’s look at the Colonial buildings around town. If the churches didn’t take you back to those times these buildings should.
I have to stop here because this post might get to big to go into an email. I’ll take up here in Recife 2 of 2. See you then;
Love You All,
Gary (alias Gagu)