Having had part of the afternoon free we decided to head towards Achada de Santo Antonio and after having sat at a nice Café overlooking the beach of Quebra Canela walked down towards Prainha along the coastline.
We sat in the sun for a few minutes watching the bathers, which were by the hundreds ... That made me think back to when this little beach was considered an almost "isolated" one (2001) ... it must have been due to the "teachers' day" ... as many of those who were there looked like school children and adolescents ...
Night came and with it the accords of "mornas" and "coladeiras" ... and the profoundly heartflelt voice of Simas, a long gone friend I hadn't spoken to for a few years. The brief conversation took us inevitably to the African atmosphere of the also "long gone" Lisbon nights ... where we had met each other in the eighties.
He dedicated one of the songs to my friends and another one to the children of Calheta. We were touched by the whole atmosphere ... in what might be considered an inspirational moment Henriqueta took to dancing with Simas leaving Lurdes and I, not to mention everyone else who was having dinner and listening to the "tocatina" at Quintal da Musica, astounded by the feeling she put into it ...
We had a marvellous evening ... one we shall certainly remember for a long time ...
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