We crossed into Brazil from the Uruguay border of Chuy. From there we drove up the coast until we went inland to the big canyons. For that first week it was all simple beach camping. Miles and miles could be driven on the beach and the sand is hard and even okay for little cars.
Each night it was just us. Nobody else passed the night on the beach and the latest and earliest people on the beach, aside from us, we're fisherman. One night the police knocked on our window, but when they found it wasn't an abandoned vehicle they left.
All and all it was very idealic, aside from the rubbish on the beaches.
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