Everyone in Jeri rents a beach buggy, which comes with a driver I tell my driver to take me as far along the coast as he can. We drive for three hours, finally arriving at Maceio, a fisherman's beach. Boats lie on their sides while nets hang out to dry on lines between fishermen's houses. We eat on the beach and later rest in hammocks near the table. It's a great day on an amazing beach. How can it possibly get any better? I wonder. But I have one final place to visit.