Lençóis means bedsheets, and from above that is exactly what the park looks like: endless white dunes laid out in soft folds to the horizon. What makes it unlike any desert on the planet is the water. This stretch of coast gets heavy seasonal rain, but the sand sits on a layer of rock that traps it, so instead of draining away the rainwater pools in the valleys between the dunes and forms thousands of separate lagoons.
For a few months a year those lagoons are full, clear and warm, glowing turquoise against the white sand with not a building or a road in sight. You climb a dune expecting more sand and find a swimming pool the colour of the sky waiting on the other side. Then you climb the next dune and do it again. There is nowhere else quite like it.
The catch is that it is entirely seasonal. Come at the wrong time of year and the lagoons are half-empty or gone, and the magic goes with them. Getting the window right is the single most important decision you will make about this trip.