Although we were happy with the sampling of German-influenced cities in Brazil, we wanted to see an even more German town. Pomerode is considered to be one of the more well ‘preserved’ German villages in Brazil, with 90% of its inhabitants still speaking German in the Pommersch dialect and 66% Protestant (compared to the 22% average in the rest of Brazil). Despite there being easily accessible buses on the main street in Blumenau that would take us there, Jean very kindly went out of his way to drive us directly there and to show us the city. He saved us from probably getting soaked in the erratic rain that showered across the region that day (our hero).
When we arrived, we were pleased to discover that there was an Easter celebration in town. Banners welcomed us to the city with the tagline “Unser kleines Deutschland” at the very, very German looking city gates. As we went in, we saw that trees alongside the streets were beautifully decorated with colourful eggs, true to the German dedication to the Easter holiday. At the festival itself, families and children were abound to take part of the many activities that were taking place. Chocolates, hand decorated eggs and a plethora of assorted easter bunny goodies filled the shops surrounding the main attraction: a large tree with a Guinness World Record amount of eggs hanging off it (82,404 eggs to be precise). The entire festival was a very pleasant unexpected treat, and we ended it off by eating a coxinha, an egg shaped, meat filled pastry that reminded us that we were still in Brazil.
By this time, we were entirely satisfied with our trip to Brazil’s little Germany, and returned back to Blumenau to experience some typical Brazilian past times. He made us a fresh caipirinha with the national liquor of the country, cachaça. (Jean: “What vodka is to the Russians, cachaça is to the Brazilians.”) It was very refreshing and loosened us up a little bit for our next activity of the evening. Luana and Jean gave us a small capoeira (a choreographed fight sport) lesson that ended with a bit of maculelê (a dance variation on capoeira). We felt like we had returned to the real Brazil.
We had a goodbye dinner at the Nana Hamburger and invited them the next morning to our homes in Canada and the Netherlands for whenever they would come visit. Thanks Jean and Luana for the incredible hospitality!