Recife and Carnaval Madness

I´m in Recife, or to be more accurate, the smaller community of Olinda on the fringe of the city. Its right on the coast and very, very beautiful. The main part is on a hill and reminds me very much of Montmartre in Paris, with lots of art, cobbled streets and cafés, only far more colorful, with far more palm trees, and a view of the sea. My camera is still on the fritz or there would be pictures.We came here because we heard that it was the place that had the Carnaval of the people, the biggest street show that you don´t have to pay for, but it quickly became obvious that that just means its going to be a big, dirty party.
Almost every house in the neighborhood is renting out rooms or the entire house for the event at incredibly high prices. Therefore we will be heading further South on Monday to look for a more tranquil place to celebrate. We were lucky enough to find a lady whose house is ready for rent now. She´s renting out individual rooms, but since the Carnaval is still 2 weeks out, we´re the only ones in it, and we cried her down to about $10 a day for the both of us. So we have a house to ourselves with a slightly obstructed sea view, for a steal.
I was exhausted when I arrived after hopping from town to town on buses, looking for the ¨right¨ place to stop, and sleeping on a windy beach when we couldn´t find it, so its nice to be still for a minute and work a little and rest a little. But I´m itching to get back to a beach town. City beaces just aren´t the same.
So far Jericoacoara is the standard to which all other beach towns are compared to. Nowhere since has been as isolated and tranquil while still having all of the comforts of any other town. Most of the ones we´ve been to since are too touristy or expensive or ugly or various combinations of the aforementioned. And they all have paved roads. I want sand roads in my beach town. There´s lots of coastline left though.