One thing I never expected of Salvador is just how seriously they take their fitness - and their partying. I managed to get out and run most mornings in the 34 degree heat, and almost everyone I passed wore heart rate monitors. And then there's the supermarkets...forget packs of chewing gum and chocolate at the supermarket tills. Here, it was huge vats of Whey Protein.
You've got to wonder how they stay so lean as it's not that they don't enjoy themselves. By 11am most mornings, everyone was on the beach sipping on a beer and their food is not exactly low in the calorie stakes.
Moquecca, a big stew like dish is made with vast quantities of palm oil and coconut. And it's accompanied with rice, beans and a huge vat of polenta type meal. I didn't take to it.
Street food, acjarje was a little harder to resist but no less lethal for your thighs. Bought by West African slaves to Braziil, it's made out of a bean paste that's deep fried in palm oil. This is then split and is loaded with vatapa and caruru, pastes made from shrimps, peanuts and palm oil, as well as shrimps and hot chilli pepper sauce.
But it is easy to eat healthily wherever you are in the world - I'm off to Vegas next week to interview wedding couples marrying on Valentines. From there, I'll be blogging about the latest US fitness crazes and the food!
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