We got back to what we realized boring Canasvieiras. Lesson learned - "never take a trip advise from John Rapp!". It's a small town for Argentinian tourists with a tiny beach and practically nothing to do. We were considering to take a day trip to dune riding but it sounded so complicated and the weather did not look really promising so we just chilled on the beach all day, then did some shopping, then laid out on the beach again. It was really rough.
Bought some Havainas, not sure what the hype is but apparently it's the new scream in states so gotta to get some for gifts.
Later in the day, our friend Dave met up with one of the girls he hooked up at the wedding so he dragged us to go out to keep him company. We made some new friends at Guacomole, Floripa downtown and later on went out to a fancy club on the other side of the island called Confraria club.
Notice these are not my shoes. My new friend made me exchange my rainbow flip flops for her nice ones so I would get in the club. They were slightly bigger and a bit uncofortable but totally worth it. Confraria club was like a total fantasy for a single guy, it's too bad I am not a guy nor am I single. Plus John and I were so exhausted from drinking since day one on this trip, we had to call it a night at 4 am (yes, people here in Brazil party really late).
Next day I spent in bed, feeling like crap - dehydrated, tired and probably a bit sunburned with a small rise of body temperature. Lovely. Well, I sucked it up all day, then we took a bug to Iguassu Falls which was super comfortable. I slept more than 24 hours and the next day magically completely recovered.