The golden hour at sunset and sunrise lasts for just a short whisper this near equator. In no time the sun fully penetrates the gloomy night sky every morning, revealing the clouds and paints golden contours on them before she fills them up completely with bright light and demonstrates their translucency.
At this time of year she rises before six in the morning and keeps it going for more than 12 hours before she suddenly disappears again from the horizon, leaving the unprepared in despair. On my way to Ilha Grande for Easter I was told to bring a flash light for this specific reason, not getting trapped on any of the unlid trails between the bearly inhabited beaches.
The picture above is from Angra dos Reis around 6 in the morning, where I was waiting for the boat to Ilha Grande.
