Friday, July 18, 2014

Miracles and Michael Jackson

7/3/14

Since we only had half a day to see Cidade Alta and the Pelourinho, we decided to return the next day and catch what we had missed. We first stopped at Igreja Nossa Senhor de Bonfim, which is the most important Candomblista (mix of Afro-Brazilian and Catholic beliefs) church in Salvador. Senhor de Bonfim means “Lord of the Good End” (aka Jesus) and became synonymous in Bahia with the African god Oxala. Bonfim is a beautiful 18th century Rococo church but its most amazing feature is the Room of Miracles! Candomblistas believe that Bonfim is the guardian of the city and has curative powers. So there is a small shrine room off to the side of the main chapel that is reserved for well wishes and requests for miracles. Every inch of every wall, ceiling included, is covered in photographs, letters, and even wax replicas of body parts that are in need of a miracle or cure (for Brazilians, this does not exclude asking for a miracle win by posting a picture of your favorite soccer team). [Nick: This is much like the relics you leave for La Virgen de Los Angeles in Costa Rica. I hope people are not actually asking for things as petty as soccer victories, but I do know that my Mom left a little gold ear amulet at the church to thank the Virgin for her help in healing my ear, when I had an ear drum that had to be surgically repaired when I was about 7.] It was sobering, seeing all those pleas for help and wondering how many of them ever actually got better. The well wishes don’t end in the Room of Miracles, however. All over the church, inside and out, wherever there was free space, believers tie fitas (colored ribbons) to the building in order to make a wish or bring luck. As a result, the church as a fluttering canvas of color – it was beautiful! The life-size wax statue of the Pope outside the Room of Miracles with which you could have your picture taken for a fee, however, was too much! Sadly, Nick thought it was in poor taste for me to sneak a picture of it (sorry Martha!). [Nick: It is not that the wax Pope is sacred but that charging for photos was the way the church was collecting money for restoration. We didn’t want their photo print-out, but still. However, we left a small donation.]

Igreja Nossa Senhor de Bonfim

Igreja Nossa Senhor de Bonfim

Igreja Nossa Senhor de Bonfim

Room of Miracles

Room of Miracles

Igreja Nossa Senhor de Bonfim

We drove along Salvador’s western coastline (or tried to until the road became too narrow) [Nick: We went to see a small fort and church that was centuries old and had a beautiful view of the city.], through what was clearly a very impoverished part of the city. The road could barely fit one car; the seawall was crumbling in certain areas; the shoreline was visibly polluted; and yet, there were still kids playing in the water and fishermen headed out to find a catch. We were definitely getting looks as to why these crazy white people were trying to navigate a car down this tiny road. [Nick: Super steep and made of cobblestones. Reminded me of some streets in Ouro Preto, but without the charm. Thankfully no car was going down as we came up.] We eventually made our way back up to Cidade Alta to see a few sites that had been closed the day before due to the holiday. We took a look inside the restored governor’s mansion, Palácio Rio Branco, and as we were leaving the Praça Municipal, Nick was stopped by a reporter from GoTV Sports. They wanted to interview him, as a Costa Rican, on how he thought the Cup was going and what he thought of the Sele’s chances for the next match. (I’m telling you: that height and a bright Costa Rican shirt make him an easy beacon to spot!)

Bahian Coast

Bahian Coast

Next stop: Igreja e Convento de São Francisco and the most ostentatious use of gold we have seen yet on this trip (and we’ve seen A LOT of Baroque churches). Gold, gold, gold; gold everywhere. If it wasn’t already ornately painted, it was covered in gold leaf. This church was massive and every square inch screamed opulence and religious decadence. The power of faith is nothing compared to the power of wealth in the Old World Catholic Church! “Muito impressionante.” The church and convent were built in 1723 by slaves forced to hand craft every detailed inch of the place but forbidden to worship inside it or practice their own religion. As a result, the crafty artisans got their “revenge” by designing cherubs with distorted faces, pregnant angels, and clearly visible genitalia (the latter of which was chiseled off or covered up in the 20th century). [Nick: Ouch!]

Igreja e Convento de São Francisco

Igreja e Convento de São Francisco

Igreja e Convento de São Francisco

Igreja e Convento de São Francisco

We took so long checking out the church that by the time we wandered out into the light, it was already 3pm and most places were closed between lunch and dinner. We were starving! Clearly, not having a regimented schedule of 2 soccer games a day throws out entire internal clock off. We wandered the streets and ended up at Ladeira do Carmo, a narrow plaza where Michael Jackson had filmed the music video "They Don't Care About Us" (which I once again have stuck in my head) with the famous local drum corps Olodum. This was brought to our attention by a life-size cutout of the pop star hanging out of a balcony above a tv blaring the continuously looped video. It’s great the crazy things you run into when traveling! [Nick: Ironically, since that time, the government has pumped a ton of money into that neighborhood and had several sites declared World Heritage Sites. So today it is clear that lots of tourists care about them.]

The Man Himself

It was nearly sunset, so we headed to the southern-most tip of Salvador to see the sunset at Forte Santo Antônio da Barra. Sadly, they wouldn’t let us go up to the lighthouse but we got a beautiful view of the sun setting over Bahia. The fort is also the location of the city’s Fan Fest – a narrow spot we were glad not to be stuck in during an actual game, but one that would have had amazing views out over the ocean. After strolling along the beach for a while, checking out the sand sculptures and beach soccer games, we once again made a trip to the mall for dinner. We wanted to try Bob’s Burgers (pronounced “boobs” burgers, which never fails to make Nick giggle), the Brazilian equivalent of McDonalds. In all honestly, the burgers were surprisingly tastier than McDonalds. Strangely though, I’m curious as to why neither Bob’s nor McDonalds has chicken nuggets. A Brazilian mystery!

Forte Santo Antônio da Barra

Sunset at Forte Santo Antônio da Barra

Sunset at Forte Santo Antônio da Barra

Sunset at Forte Santo Antônio da Barra

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