Alcantara turned out immensely interesting: built by slaves for the rich, the city^149
was mostly in ruins, but fascinating nevertheless. When we were done exploring, it
was too late to reach the next town. By chance, we came upon accommodation on
the outskirts of Alcantara. The set-up was unique, revealing treehouses and plenty
of art.
Alcantara – Bequimao - 84 km
From Alcantara to Belem was our last and final stretch. With the road cutting
slightly inland, it would be our last glimpse of the ocean until Belem. The route was
reasonably hilly, but a tailwind helped, and the landscape was lusher and greener.
We even encountered a few showers. The cloud cover was more to Amanda’s liking,
and she cycled strong all day.
A “hotel” in Bequimao indicated the end of the day’s ride at a fraction of the price
we had paid the previous night. Supper was at our hotel, and the food was
surprisingly tasty, considering the dirt-cheap price.