Greetings,

I posted this report on another forum, but they have been having problems there, so I thought I would post it here. Hope you enjoy it.

In my report, I wrote about my experiences with the p4p scene (of course) and the non-pro scene that I dabbled in. There are a couple of days that I wrote about here dealing only with my non-pro experiences and provided very little or no info. regarding p4p. So… if you only like to read reports that talk about sex and nothing else but that, you should just skip over this one. For all others, here goes…

Day 1

I am returned late last year from an unbelievably fun week in Rio. This trip makes number four for me and it seems like they get progressively better each time that I go. I am still just a Rio novice, but over the last three years I’ve come to know quite a bit about this amazing city. I went to Rio this time with a longtime friend of mine that was traveling outside of the U.S. for the first time ever. I had been telling him about Rio for the past few years and earlier this year he made up his mind to go. After so many painful months of waiting went by, the time for our flight had now come so we sat out to conquer.

After a long 12-hour flight, we arrive in Rio.

Day 1:

We arrived in Rio around 1pm on a Saturday and had a driver from the Rio Roiss (Fernando) waiting at the airport to take us to the hotel. In the past I have had problems with exchanging money when I arrived in Rio on Saturdays. I think your best rate would be at the ATM machine at the Blockbuster in Copacabana, but I did not feel like worrying about my card not working or the machine being out of order or money. All of the other cambios that I knew of in Copacabana would have closed by the time we got there from the airport, so I decided to use the Amex inside the airport to get me started. The exchange rate at the airport in the U.S. was terrible so I called the Amex at the airport in Rio prior to the flight and found that their rate was much better. So the first mission was to go to there and get some reis.

There were so many parasites in the airport it made it a real pain in the ass to exchange money. I discretely told Fernando that I wanted to go to Amex before leaving the airport and next thing you know some guys come running up to us asking what we need. After a few seconds, I just started walking away and Fernando caught up with me and said that he would take us to Amex right away. If you want to exchange money when you arrive at the airport, here is Amex’s info (the Amex in Copacabana has weird hours and long waiting lines most of the time, so while you’re still at the airport this is a good opportunity in my opinion):

Amex - Int’l Airport 011 (55 21) 9749-2645
Terminal 2 – 1st floor

Thinking that the hard part was over, I get out of the car and go into the terminal, only to find a group of about four guys staring at me like I had a hundred dollar bill pasted on my forehead. Great. We went to Amex and got what we needed to get us by for a few days and headed back out of the airport.

You’re probably better off just using the ATM at the Blockbuster. I only had one problem with using it on my previous trip. The machine could not read the magnetic strip on my card and the people at Blockbuster obviously couldn’t do anything to help. I went to numerous banks with every major credit card that you could think of and none of them would let me withdraw money because I did know any of my PIN numbers. Finally, I went to Amex in Copa and explained to them what the problem was. They were nice and let me withdraw money from my Amex card for the rest of my trip and I only had to show them my card and my passport each time, no PIN. I wasted so much time that day and was way too frustrated with the whole thing.

Try the Blockbuster you’ll get a better rate, just don’t be a dumbass like I was and bring a worn out ATM card with you and be sure to memorize the PIN numbers of your other credit cards as a backup:

Blockbuster – Copacabana
Av. N. S.de Copacabana N°: 619
Tel: 011 (55 21) 2549-8677

Real quick, in case anyone is still wondering about having to be fingerprinted and photographed by immigration at the airport, don’t worry. We didn’t have to do either one and I did not see anyone else having to either.

After a surprisingly quick drive from the airport, we arrive at the Rio Roiss. I have read about the Rio Roiss on the WSG Forum for a long-time now and wasn’t 100% sure on how my reaction to this place would be. Well, my first impression was not that good. We walked into the entrance and they had guys painting the entranceway of the hotel on the inside and wearing respirators, so it was a little hard to breath and their set-up was somewhat of an eyesore. Renovating is a good thing, but I was hoping that they would not be doing that the whole time that we were staying at the hotel. Turns out they finished up that same day, so it was not really that of a big deal.

After checking in we went up to our rooms. First, let me say that I’ve stayed at some very nice hotels in Rio and some that were above average, so I was a little worried that this place might suck a little. After taking a good look inside the room, I was totally impressed. Their furnishings are a little older and not the most expensive, but everything was nice, clean and comfortable. My favorite things were the size of the deluxe room and the overhead shower was cool too. I usually like to stay at nicer places, but I would not have any problems staying at this hotel again.

Once we got settled in we decided to go eat at a sandwich shop that I’ve read a lot of good reviews about called Cervantes. If you have not been, I highly recommend it. We ordered the “sanduíche Filet Mignon com queijo” ~ “Filet Mignon sandwich with melted cheese”. It was unbelievably good and cheap (<R$12 p/ person). If you are coming from the direction of Help on Ave. Atlantica headed in the direction of the Copacabana Palace, take a left onto the street that Mab’s is on, continue pass Barbarella and Cervantes is one more block down on your left, right next door to a Chevrolet car dealership:

Cervantes
Av. Prado Junior, 335 Loja B (Copacabana)
Tel: 2275-6147

Now it was time to hit the termas. I have told my friend about all of the termas that I have been to in Rio and left the decision up to him as to which one we went to first. His choice was Centaurus and that was perfectly fine by me. We arrived there around 6pm and the lady at the desk told us that if we could hold off taking a girl upstairs until 7, all of the girls would be there by then for us to choose from. Sounded like a good idea to me. One thing I noticed right of the bat was that the price has went up a little bit. It was R$ 310 for 40-minutes. I asked the lady when did they raise their prices and she acted clueless. When I told her that it was R$ 290 on my last visit, she said that they changed their rates about a year ago. Bummer, but oh well. I did not fly 5K miles to boycott my favorite terma over R$ 20. After changing, we went straight to the Boite where all of the chicas were. This place seems to get better and better every time I go (minus the price increase). There was no shortage of beauties in Centaurus. Before our trip to Rio, I told my friend that going to Centaurus has to be the next best thing to being at the Playboy Mansion. The girls there are always the best looking girls that I see while I am in Rio and after four trips in three years they have kept their standards up every time that I have been.

One thing that I emphasized to my friend prior to our trip is that you have to make a conscious effort to be picky in these termas and do not take the first girl upstairs that gives you wood. Once one of these gorgeous girls sets down with you, all of them have perfected the art of making the male horny to the max. You still need to keep looking at all of the other girls in the terma though, because there is ALWAYS another girl that is better looking than the one setting with you. If you’ve never been to a terma before you may feel a little uncomfortable about telling a girl that is sitting with you that you are interested in meeting a different girl there, but don’t be. I’ve been in the termas so many times a cannot tell you how often I’ve had girls blowing kisses at me and winking at me while the guy she is with is kissing all over her neck and fondling her boobs. I would be an idiot if I said that the same thing never happened to me. You won’t see it happen, but it certainly will a few times. My point is don’t feel guilty if you turn down a girl here, because they certainly aren’t feeling guilty about blowing kisses and winking at some of the guys setting around you when you’re not looking. If there were an entry in the dictionary for the cliché “mixing business with pleasure”, there would be a big picture of a terma right next to it. No one would ever need to be reminded about the pleasures inside of the termas, but while you are there don’t repress the fact that this is business too. Be picky and make sure you get exactly girl that you want.

He evidently listened to what I said, because he went through 2 other girls before he picked the one that he wanted. I only had to weed through one before I found the perfect candidate. At this point, we had been sitting down drinking for well over an hour and I was ready to make a move. My friend went upstairs first and I only had to wait about 20-minutes before they had another room available.

I wanted to ask a few people on this trip if they post on the WSG Forum. While I was waiting outside of my room I met a black guy from the U.S., and he said that he post here on occasions. I told him my user name and he told me his. His user name was not familiar to me and I cannot remember it, but dude if you’re reading this now and remember our conversation, I hope you had a damn good time at Centaurus!

I hate to say this because I have read other posters on here receiving a little criticism for not remembering what the girl’s names were that they hooked-up with while at the termas. Unfortunately I will fall into this category. Some of these girl’s names are very hard to remember and if I was drinking at the time… forget about it. I could not remember this girl’s name (and a few others). This girl was hot, hot. She had a cinnamon skin, gorgeous face, beautiful eyes and her body was bangin’ (very typical Brazilian girl) and she knew exactly what she was doing. Although I didn’t request this in the beginning, she did allow CIM, which was such a nice way to start off day #1.

I know that everyone has their own opinion as to which place (terma) is the best one to go to. Let me just say that in all of my trips to Rio and all of the places that I have been to while I was there, the best looking girls in Rio de Janeiro were right here:

Centaurus
Rua Caning 44,
Cnr Rua Raihha Elizabeth, Ipanema
Tel: (55 21) 2267-5088
http://www.centaurusnet.com.br/
(web-site has been down)

After an excellent session with this girl I was feeling satisfied, but ready to go to another place. Again, I left this decision up to my friend and he decided on Help. I will be the first to admit that this is not the best place in Rio, but I still enjoy dropping by there once or twice while in Rio.

The girls sitting outside of Help were some of the worst that I have ever seen. They were horrible. Some of them were older ladies that were well into their 40’s and some of the other bad ones were around their mid-thirties, overweight and not cute at all. I felt sorry for my friend at one point, we made the mistake of sitting at a table that was close to the sidewalk and there was some nasty old lady that had to be in her 50’s that was trying to hook something up with him. I couldn’t help but laugh my ass off the whole time. There were a small handful of cute girls outside of Help, but they were few and far between. I told myself that if the girls inside were as bad as the ones on the outside, I would leave immediately and not return again on this trip.

All of a sudden, we started to see a lot of people lining up to go inside Help and we were right behind them at Matrix speed. Inside of Help was 100% better than the outside. There was a decent amount of hot looking girls to choose from and it was still early in the night, so you could actually walk around for a change. From here on out, I will refer to my friend as “Corey”. We both walked around Help for a while before he spotted a hot looking girl (or she spotted him, I should say) that he was interested in. I told him that it was cool if he needed me to help translate. Corey does not speak much Portuguese outside of saying obrigado, so I knew it would not long before he took me up on my offer.

I decided to check things out solo for a little while and ended up finding a really hot looking girl. Same complexion as the girl from Centaurus, but had a slightly smaller frame and pretty green eyes. After a little chitchat we started to discuss prices. She started off with R$ 400 and I just smiled a little bit and asked her if she was serious. She asked me what I would pay and I said that I was looking to pay something around R$ 250. Something that I have noticed is that if you counter offer with something much lower than the price that she starts out at and she does not walk away immediately, she will more than likely give in to your price or somewhere near the vicinity of it. If you can feel that she is not going to give in to your first offer, slowly increase your offer in R$ 25 increments NOT R$ 50 increments. Remember this is Brazil and if you increase your offer by R$ 50 just like that… she will see you as just another gringo with a pocket full of money to burn. It is not much money to you and me, but you would be surprised at how much more serious they will take you when you increase your offer by R$ 25 instead of R$ 50. Back to my price discussion with this girl…. After I counter offered with R$ 250, she said that she would charge me $ 350 (since she did not turn her nose up when I said R$ 250, in my mind R$ 350 is just another bogus number). I asked her how long she would stay with me and she said she would stay for 2 or 3 hours. I told her that if she would agree on R$ 275, but only if she would agree to stay all night. She didn’t say anything. I then offered her R$ 285, as my last offer. She agreed and said that she had to leave at 6am though. The deal was made and now I had to go find my friend to let him know that I was leaving.

I was trying to find Corey, but he was nowhere in sight. I have been friends with Corey since Junior High and knew that this scene was all new to him, so I wanted to make sure he remembered how to get back to the hotel before I left Help. After walking around Help for what seemed like forever, I assumed he was taking care of business back at the hotel already. I went back to the Rio Roiss and asked them to call his room. They did, but no one ever answered and the night clerk said that he had not seen him. I asked the girl to wait for me in the lobby of the hotel while I went back to Help for one final look. Shit this sucks!! Luckily, I saw him as soon as I walked in and told him that my girl was waiting for me back at the hotel. I made a final offer to help him talk to this girl that was with him, but he said things were ok at the moment, so I was outta there.

My girl was still waiting for me in the lobby, so off to my room we went. I had an excellent time with this girl. She was 21 and really cute. About 15 minutes into a very nice BBBJ, my phone starts ringing. I almost ignored the damn thing, but answered it anyway. It was Corey and he said he had two girls downstairs, but the night clerk would not allow him to take both of them to his room. I told him to try to palm him some money and he said that he already offered him R$ 50, but the guy would not budge. I told him not to offer any more money to the guy. There is a love motel called the Vanity that is a 3-minute cab ride from the Rio Roiss and there are no problems with having two girls there. The last time I stayed at the Vanity was in 2001 and the rate was R$ 60. Apparently it has increased to R$ 80 (but that is still only R$ 30 more than the “facilitating payment” that he offered the night clerk at the Rio Roiss). Just out of curiosity, I asked him what price the girls were asking and he said R$ 150 for each girl. That should have thrown up a big red flag, but I was too preoccupied and wanted to hang up the phone as soon as possible.

About 40-minutes later, my phone was ringing again and now I am getting annoyed. This is twice that I was interrupted while trying to enjoy myself. It’s Corey again and he is pissed-off this time. Once he paid to get inside the Vanity, the girls asked for the money upfront and he told them that it was at his hotel and he would pay them afterwards. He said that they started putting their clothes back on and got the hell out of there. I would never pay a girl from Help in advance. I told him that he was better off just letting them leave. In the meantime, he has already paid for the room at the Vanity and the guy would only reimburse him R$ 25 and he only got that much because he told him that he did not have any taxi money. Looking back, I am certain that Corey misunderstood the girls and I think that they both wanted R$ 300. He told me that was impossible because he took his finger and pointed at one of the girls and said “One hundred and fifty reis for you” and pointed to the other girl and said ““One hundred and fifty reis for you” and they both shook their heads yes. I told him, “Do you really think they understood you when you said “One hundred and fifty” in English? And even if they did understand, would they tell you the truth??” They would have done whatever it took to get R$ 300 each.

Finally, I get back to business. I had an excellent time with this girl and even though she agreed upfront that we could go at it more than once as long as she could leave by 6am, I decided to call it quits for the night. I was exhausted.

There are so many better places to go, but you can go to Help and have a good time despite popular opinion. Here is a link Help's web site. I think it's a good depiction of Help, because you will see one decent looking girl in about every tenth picture...

Help Discoteca
http://80.78.233.178/index.htm



Day 2

This girl kept trying to wake me up at about 5:30am. She kept calling my name and shaking me. I was too tired to even answer her. Finally at 6am, I woke up and gave her money to her and off she went. A few minutes after she left, I was wide awake and decided to go for a short walk to kill a little time before the hotel restaurant opened at 7am.

Finally 7am rolls around and I am the 1st one in line for the free hotel breakfast. Once I saw what they had available, I realized quickly why it was free. All they had was a few different slices of deli-style lunchmeat, two different types of sliced cheese and about three different kinds of bread/jam to choose from. If I would have known this beforehand, I would have just stayed in bed earlier. It damn sure doesn’t look anything like that picture they have on their web site. Anyway, while I was picking out something to eat, I saw a good-looking redheaded girl (bottled red) come in the restaurant with a man in his mid-fifties. She was about 22 and looked kind of like Uma Thurman’s character in Pulp Fiction, but with dark red hair and a Brazilian body. I thought she looked really sexy. I noticed that the entire time she was in the restaurant with this guy; she was staring at me real hard from the time she walked in, until the time I left. It was a good kind of stare, but I could not figure out why she was not even trying to be discrete about it while she was setting there eating with that man.

One of the ladies that works in the restaurant came up to my table and offered to cook me an omelet with some bacon. Anything would have been nice to liven up this boring breakfast. I ordered my omelet; she asked for my room number and returned shortly with my food. After I finished eating I got up to leave and I noticed the girl and the man getting up to leave by the time I was getting inside the elevator. Once I got inside my room I laid down and closed my eyes for about 2-minutes when I heard a knock on my door. I open the door and the girl from the restaurant is standing there.

I invited her in and we sat down on my bed and started talking. She said that she had been in that man’s room with him since 8pm the night before. I wanted to laugh so bad, but I kept it in. My first question to her was how in the hell did she know what room I was in and she said that she listened to me tell the lady in the restaurant my room number.

Well, now that she was there with me, we obviously had some other things to discuss. This girl’s name was Gleyse and I asked her if she wanted to stay with me for a little while and she said yes. I asked about money and she said R$ 300. I told her that I was glad that she came by my room, but there was no way I could do that. She then said that she would accept R$ 250. I told her that was too high as well. She asked me what price would I pay and I said that I would pay R$ 200, if we could have two sessions. She agreed without any hesitation.

The session was superb. I think this girl was somewhat of a nympho, because she was already with that other man earlier and made it obvious that she was still enjoying her time with me. I thought she was sexy with her dark red her, no fat and a nice round ass. I did not last nowhere near as long as I thought I was going to. We ended up passing out and not waking up until Corey called my room to ask when I wanted to go eat lunch. I told him that I found some company after breakfast and still had something else that I needed to do before we left.

After the second time, I went to the restroom and showered. When I came back into the room, I got the money out of my safe to give to her, she asked me where we were going and I told her to lunch. She told me that she was hungry too. I just looked at her while I was counting the money. I told her here is R$ 200 and after I gave her that I gave her R$ 20 more and said this is for your lunch. She laughed a little bit and said ok and goodbye. Two sessions with this girl was easily worth more than R$200, so I more or less wrote the extra R$ 20 off as a well earned tip. Truthfully, I think she deserved more than what I gave her, but that was the price that we agreed upon and I would look like an idiot if I paid more.

We decided to go to a café styled restaurant/bar that I was introduced to on my last trip to Rio. I could not remember the name of it on my last Rio report, but I have the complete name and address this time:

Botequim Informal
Rua Humberto de Campos, 646 (Leblon)
Tel: 2259-6967

This is a nice little place where you can relax and drink some chopp. The also have great food too. By now, I was already picking up on the trend of us eating only one time per day, so when we went to this place I told Corey that we should order several different things and split them between each other. We ordered empadas de camarão (pastries filled with shrimp & melted cheese), bolinhos de bacalhau (fried codfish balls) and mineirinho (filet mignon w/ melted mozzarella and grilled onions). There was no way we could finish everything, but it was not expensive and we had the whole variety thing going on.

While we were sitting there, a table of three girls and one guy was sitting next to us. Their table was so close that you might as well say that we were all sitting at the same table. After a few minutes of waiting for our food, a Chinese lady walks buy selling some rated R trinkets, such as a lighter that pops-up a penis instead of a flame, a vibrating brush with an ~8” shaft and a combination lighter/switch blade. Our table and the girl’s table were all laughing our asses off at everything that she showed us and I was thinking this could be a good opportunity to use some Portuguese and try to get acquainted.

I told the girl sitting next to me that I lost my appetite after when the lady showed us that lighter. She starting laughing and to my surprise starts speaking to me in perfect English. I asked her if she and her friends had eaten at this restaurant before and she said that it was and this was only her second time to be in Rio and she was staying with a long-time friend of hers that lives there (the only girl that had a boyfriend with her). This girl was from Sao Paulo, 20 years old and hot. I told her that later we were going to go watch some live music later and told her that she and her friends could come. She said that she and her friends were not going to stay out late, because the other two girls were leaving Rio early in the morning and this was going to be there little celebration. I did not want to push the issue, since maybe that was her way of telling me nicely that she was not interested, so I told her if she wanted to call me some other time, I could be reached at the Marriott on Ave. Atlantica after tonight (that night would be my last night at the Rio Roiss, will explain later).

After we paid our bill, we took a cab back to our hotel. For all of that food, a coke for my friend, 3-beers for me along with 2-caipirina glass and 2-cerveja glass (which I left at the Rio Roiss and am still pissed off about), total damage was about $10 for him and $15 for me. At this point, food had hardly impacted our budget.

It was Sunday and as far as I knew Solarium & Monte Carlo were the only termas open. We chose to go to Solarium. If you are staying in the Copabanaca area, this place is about 20 minutes away depending on traffic, but seeing some of the city on the way there is nice.

We get to Solarium and walk in to the reception area. After briefly speaking to the lady at the reception, I thought she had some nice sex appeal to her. If any of you are Solarium regulars, she is what I would call a classic Brazilian woman; naturally curly hair and deep bronze skin… very nice. I thought about asking for her phone number or offering mine to her on the way out, but I was perfectly satisfied by that time.

One cool thing about Solarium is that you pay for everything on your way out instead of in the beginning like at Centaurus. After changing into our robes, we went upstairs to the Boite. There were plenty of gorgeous girls available. Once we sat down and it did not take more than a minute or two before we both had girls setting with us.

The first girl that was sitting with me was very sweet and burning hot, but at this point I was overdue for a nice Brazilian blond. After about 20-minutes, I spotted the one that I wanted. I had to use my “Who is that girl over there?” technique with the girl that was setting with me. Once I asked her that question, she asked me if I wanted to talk to her instead. I told her that I did want to talk with the other girl for a few minutes to see if I thought she was my type or not. This second girl was smokin’. She was 25 and built like a brick shithouse. I believe her name was Elie, but I am not 100% sure. Flawless body, bottled blond and on fire. I told her that I wanted to rent the suite and she went to check on it. She returned and said that the suite was booked for the next two hours and the regular rooms had a minimum 45-minute wait. I was a little disappointed because I used the suite on my last visit at Solarium and it was awesome. It had a huge bed, Jacuzzi, shower and a TV that was playing porn the whole time. I highly recommend it if it is available when you are there. I believe the price is R$ 330 for one-hour.

Waiting 2-hours was out of the question, so we went to the standard room. The standard rooms are very small, but you forget all about that once you both lay down on the bed. This girl (along with every other girl that I have been with in a terma) allowed BBBJ and knew exactly what she was doing. After about 10 or 15-minutes, we got down to business. VERY talented girl… incredible.

Corey and I both finished up around the same time, so it was time to take off. While we were paying, I noticed that they had a TV in the reception area that displayed some of the girls that were working. It was cool, because there were two Brazilian guys close to our age standing in line and we were all giving high-5’s when our girls were shown on the TV.

Solarium is tied for 2nd place with L’oumos for my favorite termas. Their establishment is a little nicer, but one could say that L’oumos has a slightly better selection of girls. Total setback was R$170 plus drinks.

Solarium
Rua J.J. Seabra, 21 - Jardim Botanico - R.J.
Tel: (55 21) 2294-6599 / 2274-2741
Open Mon - Fri 3PM until 2AM
Saturday 2PM - 9PM
Sunday 4PM - 12AM
http://www.solarium.com.br/

We left there and went back to the Rio Roiss. At this point, my libido was content and really just wanted to go somewhere to hang out at for the rest of the night. I asked the front desk clerk if he could recommend a good place with live music. I had not heard of the place that he told us about, but the venue sounded cool. He said there was a place called Galeria Gômer (<=SP?) located in a place called “Shopping Downtown”. The thing that confused me the most was when I asked him if it was located downtown, he said no that was just the name of the place. I want to say that this place was located in Barra da Tijuca. Maybe some of you Rio experts can shed a little light on this. Anyway, we got a taxi and he told our driver where to take us and off we went. We get there and this place was awesome. All locals, no tourist or working girls whatsoever, but we had already fulfilled that part of our agenda for the day so this was perfect.

The band there was excellent. They played everything from Stone Temple Pilots and Pearl Jam to The Beatles. They also played some Brazilian rock too. I would say that the ratio was about 65/35, U.S./Brazilian music. I saw two girls sitting by themselves watching the band. Once I determined that they were there alone, I told Corey that I was going to try to get them to sit with us. Both of them were in their earlier twenties and were very beautiful. I told them hello and asked if they were waiting for somebody. They told me that they just came for the music and that was exactly what I wanted to hear. I told them that we would like to invite them to come and sit with us and have a few drinks, if they would like. They started talking to each other and I could not understand everything, but they were smiling the whole time so I took that as a good sign. Next thing you know, we have two girls sating with us.

I knew it was up to me to maintain their interest since my friend does not speak Portuguese, so I asked them what type of work they do, what their interest are, and tried to make them laugh as much as possible. Things were going fine until the girl that I was interested in suggested that I drink a caipirinha. I love caipirinhas, but I usually drink them way too fast and this time was no exception. On top of all the beer that I drank, I gulped down about three caipirinhas. I can’t say enough how good the band was, so the time was going by so fast. The girls said they were going to order some food, so they ordered a beef dish that was served on a grill of some sort and was really deicious. Just for setting down at a table, we were served a variety of complimentary breads and garlic butter. The whole scene at this place kicked ass.

The band stopped playing around 2am and it was obvious that the girls were not interested in calling it a night. Paying the check was just a footstep away from being a very embarrassing moment. Between the two of us, we had just barely enough money to pay the bill. I told the girls if they would ride with us to our hotel (wink, wink) we could visit a little more on the way there and we would pay the cab fare to take them home.

They agreed, so we found a cab and headed to the Rio Roiss. Once we arrived at the hotel, we told the driver to wait for just a minute while we went to get the money for the fare. I invited the girls to come to our rooms, but the night clerk would not let them up to our rooms because neither of them had their IDs. I was furious, but did not make a scene. I asked the girls if they wanted to go home after we paid the taxi or if they would like to visit with us a little more. Their response was music to my ears, they said they wanted to visit some more… YES!!! We went up to our rooms while the girls waited downstairs. Once we returned downstairs we all got back in the taxi and I told the driver to take us to the Vanity, because I could not think of any other place where the girls could get in without IDs. Corey said that we could go anywhere else besides there. Last nights memories were evidently still fresh on his mind. I asked the cab driver if he could recommend a nice hotel that did not require IDs and he said that he knew one that would end up being around the same price as the Vanity, plus it had a swimming pool in the room. HELL YEAH!!!

The name of this place is “Nosso Hotel” this place was unbelievable. You rent this place in time increments just like at the VIP Motel, but much cheaper. Some words of wisdom… check this place out!

Nosso Hotel
Av. Niemeyer, 210 - Leblon
Rio de Janeiro - RJ - Tel. 2274-3247
http://www.nossohotel.com.br/

The second I walked into this place, I knew that I had to mention it to everyone here on the forum. We walked inside of the room and it was unreal. We either stayed in the “VITÓRIA RÉGIA” suite or the “KING’S”; I honestly don’t remember which one it was. The room had a lounge area with a very nice mini-bar stocked with all kinds of alcoholic & non-alcoholic drinks. At this point, I had switched from drinking alcohol to drinking Red Bulls like a madman. Everyone else got something to drink and we headed into a different area of the room where to my surprise I saw the f**king swimming pool inside of our room!! Corey and the girl that he was making friends with got into the swimming pool. I was laughing my ass off because we did not bring swim trunks with us, so the only alternative was to swim in your underwear. I don’t have a problem with that, but I do if there is another guy in the pool. I told the girl that I had been talking with to come with me and let’s go see the rest of this room. The bedrooms were badass too. One of the bedrooms even had a strobe light above the bed. I turned the corner and what I saw left me speechless… Another f**king swimming pool inside of our room!!! Two pools inside one room! I wish that I had given our taxi driver a better tip.

When the girl saw the pool, she started to get completely undressed and got in the pool… hey, when in Rio… I had not been skinny dipping since I was in High School, so I was enjoying the hell out of this. After awhile in the pool, it seemed pretty obvious what was next on the agenda, so it was time to go see if the other room had strobe lights too…

After an unforgettable time, it was time to leave. This next part was the only shitty thing about day number two. We had to pay and turn in our keys. The first part was no problem, but the second part… Apparently, we were issued two sets of keys for this room. Why two sets? I have no idea, but one of the girls knew where the first one was, but the second one was like an Agatha Christie mystery. There were two hotel employees in our room helping us look for this key. I had to laugh the next day, Corey told me after he got dressed he was walking around the room and saw a hotel employee walking around (probably looking for that key) and he said to himself “Holly shit! There are other people in here!” All of us were looking everywhere. I looked all around and inside both swimming pools, all over the bed, inside the minibar… everywhere. It was ridiculous. We were all in the lounge area and the girls where talking to me about the key. Corey kept asking me, “What did they say? What did they say?” after every sentence. By this time I was too tired to speak Portuguese much less translate it every 10-seconds. I was ready to get the hell out of there.

Beforehand, I told Corey that most of the girls in Rio love to take photos, so he bought a disposable camera and brought it with him to Rio. Apparently, he and the girl with him were taking lots of pictures of each other while they were in the swimming pool (I am laughing my ass off while I am typing this!) and both girls were asking him for his camera. We both were pretty lit by now and he came up to me while I was sitting down while this whole “key fiasco” was going on. As long as I live, I will never forget this little conversation. He said “Man… this sucks”, I said “yeah, no shit”, he said “Plus I can’t find my f**king underwear!” This kind of took me by surprise, because I could not find mine either. I told him that and what he said made me laugh during this miserable moment. He said, “I can’t understand what anyone is saying here, but I just want to know three things. #1 Why can’t anyone find that key? #2 Why do they want my camera? And #3… Where in the hell is our underwear?!?!” I was in bad need of a good laugh.

I stood up to revive myself and put my hands in my pockets. What did I find? That f**king key. I did not remember them giving it to me, but oh well I did not care or want to talk about it any more. It was way passed time to leave. We get back to the Rio Roiss and I don’t even remember if we gave the girls cab money or not. Once I got up to my room I collapsed. On the days to come, I had more than my share of fun, but there were several screwed up things that happened too. Day 2 turned out to be my favorite day in Rio on this trip.



Day 3

This was our last day to stay at the Rio Roiss. About two months prior to this trip, I received an advertisement from the Marriott with an offer that I could not refuse. Stay three nights and get the fourth night free, plus a complimentary room upgrade. This was great, but I still think the Rio Roiss is your best deal if you are going only to monger.

If some of you stayed at the Debret back when they allowed girls in your room and are maybe thinking that the Rio Roiss is something along the same lines, don’t worry. The Debret is a dump compared to the Roiss. Whenever I make it back to Rio, I plan to go look at some apartments. The two that I see mentioned on here the most are http://www.gringomanagement.com/ and http://www.ez-riorentals.com/. I don’t know if either one is better than the other, but when I make it back to Rio, I’ll have an opinion for you. Also, I have some Brazilian friends that keep telling me they can show me the best apartments for the best prices in Rio. I’ll try to set aside a little time to do some research on all the above and report on what I find. For now, I am waving the flag for the Rio Roiss:

Rio Roiss (R$ 200,00 Deluxe Rm. ~$75)
Rua Aires Saldanha, 48
22060-030 - Copacabana
Rio de Janeiro - Brasil
Reservations: 011 ( 55 21) 2522-1142
Fax: 011 (55 21) 2521-7719
http://www.rioroiss.com.br/
rioroiss@rioroiss.com.br

Once we arrived at the Marriott, I was greeted on a first name basis by one of the hotel employees that I’ve known for a couple of years now. He’s helped me out with several tips and recommendations on many occasions.

We got checked in and our rooms were great. For the first time ever, I had a room facing the Copacabana. The view from my room was unbelievable. Sometimes it takes something like this to make you realize how amazing Rio really is. Corey said that he was going to sleep some more, but I was wide awake at that point and wanted to go to the beach. This was a Monday and normally would be a shitty day for going to the beach, but this was a feriado (holiday) and the beach was packed.

When I got to the beach, I was surprised to see another hotel employee that I have known for a long time just hanging out. Throughout my stays at the Marriott, I ended up making about four good friends. If you get a chance to hang out with some locals that speak English, do it. They will take you to places off the beaten path, introduce you to other people and give you a lot more insight about the city than you would have known about otherwise.

Anyway, he asked me if Guilherme knew that I was in Rio (Guilherme was one of the two guys that I mentioned in my report from 07-13-04. I gave him an assumed name because he was still working at the Marriott at that time). I told him that he knew I was here, but I had not spoke with him yet. He let me use his cell phone to call him and Guilherme said that he was going to come to the beach.

While I was sitting there, my eyes were drawn to this mega-hot chic. She had dark blond hair, cinnamon skin, a perfect Brazilian butt with a tattoo just above it and a bangin’ body. As far as I could see, she had only one flaw… some guy (Brazilian) was sitting down talking with her the whole time. I’ve pretty much come to the conclusion that 99% of every girl you see on the Copacabana is working. I asked my friend from the hotel what he thought and he said that he was almost certain that she was. I kept waiting for that guy to get the hell out of there, but never would. Finally he did leave… along with the girl. Oh well…

Once Guilherme showed up he said that he and the hotel employee on the beach with us were going to a concert tonight at a place called “Hip Hop” (pronounced Hippie Hoppie in Portuguese). They both said that it was safe and would be a lot of fun. I agreed to go and we planned to leave at 1030 that night.

I had to get back to the hotel, because the two girls from the night before were coming to meet us for lunch. During my little caipirinha binge, I told both girls that we were going to eat at Marius and invited them to come with us. I know that I could not have invited them to a place that was more expensive, but these girls were really nice and never asked either one of us for anything, plus we planned on going there anyway. Up until now we had spent hardly any money at all on food, so we were overdue to splurge a little.

This was my first time to eat at the seafood side of Marius. There is no denying that this place is expensive, but the food is unbelievable. Everything was all you can eat from lobster, jumbo prawn (biggest that I’ve ever seen), shrimp, fish, salmon, etc., etc. Total cost per person was about R$ 87,00. Very expensive, but it was my favorite meal of the trip and if we had one where I live, I would be eating there tonight:

Marius (R$ 87,00 - Seafood / R$ 60,00 - Meats)
Av. Atlântica, 290 Copacabana
Tel: 2104-9002 Seafood / 2104-9000 Meats
http://www.marius.com.br/

Both girls had to leave afterwards. The one with me had to go to school and the one with Corey had to go to work. They agreed to meet us again the following night.

Back at my room, I noticed my message light was flashing. It was the girl from Sao Paulo. On this trip I met two non-pro girls. I will refer to this one as the “Paulista” and the one from the previous night as the “Carioca”.

She asked me what my plans for the night were and I told her about going to the Hip Hop and invited her to come. She said that sounded like fun and I told her to come to the hotel at 10pm and we would be leaving 30-minutes after that. She arrived a little before 10 and looked awesome. Guilherme called my room from the lobby and said that we could all go have a few drinks at a kiosk across the street before we left. After about 2 or 3 beers a piece everyone was acquainted and we got on our way to Hip Hop.

I believe this place was in the Lapa district and was covered with some pretty impressive graffiti. You had to buy a ticket to get in and I think the price was R$ 2.50 p/ person. The guy we bought our tickets from ripped me off right in my face. I paid for the Paulista’s and mine. He refused to give my change to me and started walking away. Guilherme handed me 5-reis, but I told him to forget it. It was only about the principle. Oh well… if you would have seen this place, you would understand why I was not going to make a big scene over my change.

We get inside and this place looks like a cross between something out of Harlem and 8-mile. Hip Hop was about the size of two high school gymnasiums. On the front of the inside was the main stage, where I guess the more popular acts were doing freestyle. About two-thirds of the way towards the back was a basketball court with people playing. On the outside of this place opposite to the entrance, there were some concession stands and smaller stage with other people doing freestyle. Everything here was dirt cheap, from the entrance fee (well… it could have been even cheaper), to beer (R$ 2) and food (R$ 2-3). I was still full from Marius, but the Paulista ordered a barbeque plate. I tried a couple of pieces and it was delicious.

As far as I could tell, we were the only gringos at this place. I am no good at guessing headcounts, but there had to be at least 600 people in there. The quantity of the good-looking girls there was definitely not anything overwhelming, but there were some cuties walking around. When we first walked in, I was wondering if some drunken asshole was going to try to start some shit with us, but nothing like that ever happened. Overall, the scene was pretty cool and definitely different.

After a few beers, we all needed to go to the restroom. As long as I live, I will NEVER forget this moment. The other guys walked into the restroom before I did and I asked the girl if she wanted to wait outside the door for me. We were a good 90-feet from the restroom and she said, “No thanks, I can smell it from here”. There was no way I could delay going to the restroom. Once I stepped inside the restroom, I saw Corey in the distance and he looked like he was trying to hold his breath. No sooner did that thought cross my mind, before I understood why. I have been in some horrible restrooms in Mexico and in various gas stations and truck stops, but this one took the cake. After breathing in only one breath, my eyes started to water up and my gag muscles started working some serious overtime. On his way out, Corey started laughing when he saw me gagging, but I didn’t see too much humor in this (at the time anyway). How I kept from vomiting is beyond me. This restroom was hideous. There was about an inch of water (or something else) that covered the entire floor and it was impossible to breathe. You either had to cover your face with your shirt (and it was still nearly impossible, even then) or hold your breath. I had never seen anything like this in my entire life and even thinking about it is kind of making me gag a little bit right now. If you’ve ever had to use those nasty public restrooms on the Copacabana that you have to pay one or two reis to use, this restroom made those seem like the Ritz-Carlton. There is no way I would have sampled any of the food from this place if I had witnessed this atrocity beforehand.

I got the hell out of there and Corey is waiting for me with the Paulista. We both could not believe how disgusting that restroom was. Anyway, we started watching the main event. The show was awesome and outside of the restroom incident, everything was still fine. Until this… I wanted to help Corey get hooked-up and this was not the right place to do it with someone that can’t speak any Portuguese, but my mind was not thinking rationally at the time. I saw two cute girls standing alone while we were watching the show and asked Guilherme if he would try to help Corey get introduced to one of them. He made an attempt, but I did not think he was being aggressive enough, so I walked over to them and said “Oi…”. The Paulista got major pissed. At first, I thought that she was just joking, but I could not be that lucky. She started yelling at me and I told her that I was just trying to help Corey. It took me several minutes to get her calm, but trying to help a friend just proved to be a bad idea. After things calmed down, I told Corey that I was trying to help him meet one of the two girls and he said, “Oh… is that what you where trying to do??” Unbelievable. Even he didn’t believe me. From here on out, no more favors like that.

After watching the main act (a guy from Cidade de Deus) we all left. The guys wanted to go to some other clubs, but I was ready to go back to the hotel… They dropped us off and left. Since it was so late, I offered the Paulista to stay the night with me (wink, wink). She accepted and the night ended quite nicely…

Corey told me that they stayed out for a few more hours, but he ended up going back to the hotel alone. For some reason they did not go inside Help even as a last resort, but it was so late all of the good ones were probably already gone.

My friend Guilherme told me earlier in the day that he was working on renovating two small buildings on another beach in Rio and once completed, he was going to start working as a travel guide. I’ve never recommended anybody to anyone here on the WSG Forum, but I will give this guy my highest recommendation. For me, it is really hard to trust damn near anyone in Rio, but this guy has never asked me for anything and is 100% trustworthy. Even if you’ve never been to Rio, you do not need anyone’s help to have an excellent time, but you would have even more fun if you let someone like him show you around a little. If it is permitted I will post the address to his web-site once he has it running, if that sort of thing is permitted on here.




Day 4

The Paulista stayed with me at the hotel. It ended up being a hell of a night and I started the day off perfectly. The only problem was that we had already made plans to go out with the two girls from the day before, so I had to tell the Paulista something. The only thing that I could think of to tell her was that tonight was going to be the guy’s night out. We told the girls to show up at our hotel at 7pm, so I told the Paulista that we were leaving the hotel at 6pm to meet up with the guys again. She was a little confused and disappointed, because the time was so early (and it definitely was), but I told her in Gringoland we do weird stuff like that (I know this sounds lame, but it was the best I could do at the time). She left at 5 and said she would call me the following morning.

Corey and I went to Mab’s for a couple of beers and went back at the hotel a few minutes before the girls were supposed to show up. To my surprise, they were both setting in the lobby waiting for us. Isn’t this sort of thing not ever supposed to happen in Brazil and especially in Rio? I’ve noticed that people hardly ever meet you or call you before the time you both agree. Anyway, I was glad that I told the Paulista to leave a little early. I had to take a quick shower and change clothes. I told Corey to stay with the girls in the lobby and keep them company for a few minutes.

After I finished and went back to the lobby, I started laughing. Once they all saw me walking towards them, Corey and the girls were ecstatic to me see me. Neither of the girls spoke any English and Corey’s Portuguese is still limited to ‘obrigado’, so their conversation was challenged to say the least.

They asked where we wanted to go and I suggested Rio Sol, because Corey wanted to buy some clothes while we were in Rio. If you’ve never been, Rio Sol is one of the biggest shopping malls in Rio and there is eye candy galore. This place is definitely worth checking out. There are so many hot girls shopping there and they have tons of nice stores and restaurants. I can’t tell you much about meeting girls from there because I’ve never tried, but you’ll be impressed even if you go and just check it out.

The girls said that Rio Sol sounded fine and plus that would let me see if they were going to try to get us to buy them stuff. One thing that I’ve been told by my Brazilian friends and it makes perfect sense, is that if you bring a girl to a mall and she starts picking out all kinds of things for you to buy her… get rid of her. They said that the girls bring the things back to mall and exchange them for cash when you are not with them. I totally believe this, because after they told me that I remembered when I brought a girl there and she picked out a few things. Before we left, I thought it was strange that the salesman gave her a store business card with his name written on it. After my friends told me that, I knew exactly why he did it. It was so that she could bring the things back to him for a refund on a later date. So sneaky… I could be totally wrong for saying this, but it is very hard for me to trust anyone in Rio. My suggestion is to never give anyone the benefit of the doubt, no matter how nice or honest they come across to you.

Anyway, on the way to Rio Sol Corey brought his disposable camera with him with the intent to destroy it in front of the girls. They both kept asking about it since that night at Nosso Hotel and he said that he didn’t mind breaking it if they would stop asking for it. I had to laugh a little, because he let out a loud yell in the taxi when he pulled the film cartridge out. He said it shocked the living shit out of him. Everyone except him had a good laugh from that one. Once we got to Rio Sol, we walked in front of a restaurant that had draft beer. I told them that I was going to get one to drink while we walked around, but they wanted to set down at a table. Everyone ordered a beer, except for the girl with me. She said that she had to be at work very early the next morning and had to end the night around 11 or 11:30. I was surprised and disappointed when she said that because I thought that they were going to stay with us at the hotel. I asked her why she could not stay at the hotel and just go straight to work from there. She said that she did not bring a toothbrush or anything else with her to get ready for work in the morning. I told her that I had an extra one that she could have and that I would buy her some clothes for tomorrow while we were at the mall. She then said that she has to wear a smock at her job, so… I gave up at that point.

I told them that I wanted to go back to the hotel so we could visit (wink, wink), since the night was going to end much earlier than I thought it was going to. They both said that they wanted to stay at Rio Sol, so Corey could pick out some clothes. I told them if they wanted to stay that was fine, but I was going back to the hotel. After a few seconds, they wanted to go back to the hotel.

I know it wasn’t cool for me to be like that, but my trips to Rio are always so short and I didn’t want to waste time on shopping once I realized what our time constraints were.

We got back to the hotel and I could not figure out what was going on. The girls did not want to go inside the hotel and they would not tell me why. Eventually, my friend that works at the hotel asked how everything was going and I asked him to ask the girls what the problem was. They agreed to tell him, but asked me to walk away. This was insane.

Finally, he walks up to me and said that the reason they do not want to go inside is because the taxi driver told them that we were going to try to have an orgy with them. I was furious. I started looking for the taxi driver so I could confront him about this, but he was already gone.

I told him to tell them that was crazy and nothing could be further than the truth. I told him to let them know whenever I am trying to be intimate; I want friends and other people as far away from me as possible.

I was still very pissed at this driver. The only reason that I could think of for him to do something like that would have been because I told him to stop his car about 3-minutes after we left Rio Sol, because he was not using his meter and I was not about to let this fuckhead rip us off (he quoted me a fair rate, once I told him to stop the car). He must have told that to the girls after I got out of the taxi. Orgy in Portuguese is ‘festinha’, right? I would have heard that or picked up on what he was saying to them if he said it while I was still in the cab.

Anyway, the girls were put at ease so we went up to my room to have some drinks. The hotel bar might have been a better option, because my mini-bar ended up being raided and I went ahead and ordered more beer from room service, but what the hell… I won’t let myself be cheated in Rio, but on the flipside of the coin I will not let a few bucks get in the way of having a good time while I am there on vacation.

I noticed the time was approaching for my girl to leave, so I had to ask Corey and his girl to go to their room while I had some time with my girl…

Eventually, the time that she said she needed to leave by had past and things were going great. After a few more minutes went by she stopped and apologized, but said that she had to leave. DAMN!! I was big time disappointed. She called Corey’s room to speak with her friend and I was listening to them argue with each other. Apparently, her friend did not want to leave. When she hung up she told me that her friend said that if she was going to leave, she was going to introduce me to one of their friends. I just laughed it off and told her that I understood why she had to leave and not to worry about it. I really was disappointed though.

We saw them off and she told me that she could stay out as late as she wanted tomorrow night. I told her that I would call her in the afternoon to make plans.

It was close to 1am and I was not ready to end the night. Corey and I decided to go to Barbarella. I had not been there in so long and was way overdue for a visit. We sat down at a table and were brought our drinks. The last time that I went there they brought you a bottle of whiskey that was marked off down the side so you could measure out your own drinks. This time they brought each of us a glass filled with ice and about ¾ filled with whiskey. It really sucks that they don’t serve beer here.

I was surprised to see how the quality of girls there was so inconsistent. They had some girls in Barbarella that I thought would be lower quality Help girls. Some were well above average, while about 4 or 5 that I saw were perfect 10s and looked way better than the terma girls that I saw on this trip. Only problem was that they were all sitting with a bunch of guys at one big table.

I had about four girls come sit with me. Two of which, I could not wait for them to leave and one was easily above average looking. She was an average girl at Centaurus at best. She wanted R$ 350 and I wasn’t even in the mood to negotiate. After she left I was working on my second whiskey and coke. I think the only reason that I was drinking them was to try to justify the R$ 60 entrance fee, which included these two drinks. They really were awful. One last girl sat down with me and she was pretty hot, but she started out at R$ 450. There was no way this was going to happen. She didn’t stick around too long and neither did we after we finished our drinks.

The samba show at Barbarella was pretty cool and during their breaks all available girls would get on the stage to try and entice the patrons. If we would have went there earlier on in the night it would have been a lot cooler, but it was around 1am when we arrived and I was a little tired from all of the drinks back at the hotel and the two whiskey & cokes.

We decided to take off. The waiters at Barbarella have no shame at all. When the waiter gave us our bill he said immediately “R$ 60 and my tip!!” I’m not 100% sure what the exit fee for a girl was the last time I was there, but it seems like it was R$ 70. So if you take a girl back to your hotel, remember to add R$ 130 (R$ 60 entrance + R$ 70 exit) onto whatever price you and the girl agree upon in order to get the actual price.

Barbarella
Rua Ministro Viveiros de Castro, 24
Tel: 2275-7349


Neither of us had eaten anything today and we were starving, so we got the cab driver to take us to Cervantes. Unfortunately they were closed, but I really just wanted to get back to the hotel and crash.




Day 5

Today was going to be a difficult day, because I had already made up my mind that I was going to take the Carioca up on her offer to go do something tonight. I was also getting tired of having to make up excuses to the Paulista & Carioca as to why I could not do anything on whichever night. If I were going to be in Rio for 2-weeks or even 10-days, I could have kept going out with both of these girls, but 7-days was not enough time for me.

I was starting to like the Carioca girl more than the Paulista, because she was much sweeter and easy going. She did not speak English, where as the Paulista spoke it perfectly. There are some major pros and cons with having a girl that does or does not speak English. If I had a choice, I would prefer that the girl not speak very much English. That may sound crazy to some of you, but that’s just my preference.

I decided on this day when the Paulista came back to the hotel, I was going to tell her that I was going out on a date with another girl that I had met earlier on in the trip. Was this a mistake? Yes it most definitely was, but at the time that is what my gut told me to do.

At this point, I am feeling kind of shitty and could not believe that I was actually having a conversation like this while I was on vacation in Rio. We sat down at one at one of the kiosk and I explained to her what was going on. I was really expecting her to just tell me that I was no good, not really her type anyway, blah blah blah… but instead she got a little emotional. This days was going so shitty…

I wanted to leave the kiosk, so I asked her if she wanted to go for a walk. I felt bad because I had been spending a lot of time with this girl and had a good time with her. We walked about three blocks back behind the Marriott on Av. Atlantica and from there, almost all of the way to the end of Copacabana in the direction of Barbarella. I saw plenty of shady characters during this little stroll and at one point had to laugh at something the Paulista said. It was obvious that we were a little ways off the beaten path and I was getting some hard stares from several people that we were passing. We were coming upon a group of about 5 or 6 guys just standing around watching everyone walking by them. As we approached them the Paulista said quietly to just keep walking past these guys, because they may be trouble. No sooner did we pass them up and she turned around and said, “I see what it is now. They’re not trouble… they’re gay”. The way she said it was really funny.

My advice in situations where you are getting unwanted looks from people while you’re just walking around Rio or whatever, is to look these guys right in their eyes and let them see that they do not intimidate you. You don’t have to look at them like you are challenging them to a fight, but be sure that they can see that you are not nervous or intimidated. Don’t just walk past them like you have tunnel vision and pretend they are not there. I know this pretty basic advice, but it has been effective for me.

Anyway, at sometime during this long and sweaty walk with the Paulista, she must have pulled an old Jedi mind trick on me. Not only had I changed my mind about going out with the Carioca girl that night, I also offered to take the Paulista to go eat at the Outback (she hinted at going to eat there the day before). This could not have been any more opposite of my intentions at the beginning of the day.

We went back to the hotel so she could shower and I called the Carioca girl to let her know that I had made other plans for the night. She asked what they were and I could only think of telling her that we were planning on having a guy’s night out. Very lame excuse, but that’s the only thing I could think of to say.

Corey was shocked when I told him how my day went and what my dinner plans were, so he said he was going to arrange for some company.

We got to the Outback and I was suddenly reminded of home. They gave us one of those pagers to hold on to until a table was available. We sat down at a big table next to the bar with other people that were waiting. Next to us were two Brazilian businessmen that started a conversation. After about ten minutes they traded pagers with us and let us have their table. They seemed pretty cool. Once our table was ready they both handed the Paulista their business cards. I never said anything about it, but once we were seated the Paulista pulled out their cards and tore them up. She said that the guys were trying to flirt with her and I felt like they were too, but to me they both looked kind of goofy so it wasn’t a big deal. I grabbed the torn cards and jokingly told her that I was going to return them to the guys. She quickly grabbed my arm and said that would cause problems. Sometimes I’m taken way too seriously… jeez.

This dinner and the rest of my time with this girl was really a lot of fun. Throughout my time with her, she would always answer any questions that I wanted ask about Brazil. This girl was very direct and she never offered me any candy-coated response to my questions. The only thing that annoyed me was that so many times she would allude to discussing politics. Personally I would rather jack-off with a handful of kosher salt than discuss politics in a foreign country.

We finished at the restaurant and another thing about this girl that I appreciated was that she would always pull out her purse and take out money to pay for her own food and taxis. I would never dream of letting her do that. Finally I asked her to stop and explained to her that where I am from it is normal etiquette for the guy to pay for these things. Still, I appreciated the gesture.

We went back to the hotel and as soon as I closed the door my phone was ringing. It was Guilherme calling and he said that we would be leaving to go to the Nuth in 10-minutes. I was ready, but the girl needed to change clothes, put make-up on…women. I told him that we would take a cab there and find them in the club. Corey decided to take off with Guilherme and the other three people that were with them.

Finally, she is ready and we get on our way. I must admit that most of the time that this girl was with me she did not wear make-up, but she did tonight and she was a knockout. This taxi ride on the way to Nuth was one of the worst parts of my entire trips. I had never been to the Nuth before, so I had no idea what to expect, no idea how to get there, nothing. I only knew that it was in Barra da Tijuca and supposed to be the best club to go to in Rio on Wednesday nights.

We had been riding for about 15-minutes or so and all of a sudden the Paulista started talking to the driver and had a confused look on her face. After they stopped talking I saw her crack her window and look up for a second. I noticed that when she looked up, her eyes were watery. I asked her what was going on and she said that everything was ok; she just had something in her eye. I told her to tell me the truth and she said that it really was nothing and everything was going to be fine. In the meantime, we were driving through all kinds of tunnels (just like the one that you go through on your way to your hotel from the airport). When we weren’t driving through a tunnel, it was like we were driving on the dark side of a mountain. Pitch black, no lights, no other traffic, nothing. If I did not know any better, I would say that we were on our way to a favela.

I looked over at the girl and said, “We’re about to get robbed, aren’t we?” She said that she was not sure, but said at this point it was very possible. I asked her if we did get robbed was I looking at just getting my ass kicked and having my money taken. She said for me that would probably be the only thing that would happen, but for her it would definitely be much worse than that. I could not believe what I had gotten myself into. For the first time ever, I felt threatened in Rio and did not know what to do about the situation.

I asked the Paulista if we should tell him to stop his car at the first sign of civilization and find another taxi. She said that it was too late for that. I didn’t think so, but she knows Brazil better than I do so I didn’t push the issue. All kinds of crazy thoughts were going through my head, but I decided to sit back and see where this ride took us. Finally, we start to see the city. Just when I was starting to feel a whole lot better, he pulls into a gas station on Av. Alda Garrido (I think). He said something to the Paulista, popped the hood, got out of the car and called the attendant over to where he was standing. I could not see anything they were doing from the backseat and I felt like they were trying to conspire about something. The Paulista said that she was going to go inside and ask the clerk how far we were from the Nuth.

We both got out of the car and the driver said something to her while we were walking. She told him that we were going inside to by something to drink. The clerk told her that the Nuth was less than 2-minutes away and that was music to my ears.

The driver took us to this shanty looking building that did not look anything like the picture of the club that I saw on the internet. There were lots of people standing outside and I wanted to get out of this cab, so I thought we would sort out the details latter. Turns out that the only reason that this driver pulled into this gas station was so that he could beef-up his fair a little…

While we were standing in line, the Paulista said the reason that she first got upset while we were in the cab was because she asked the driver why he did not turn on the main avenue that everyone uses to go to Barra da Tijuca and he told her that it was not safe at night. She said that she did not believe him because she could tell that he was high on something. I also thought that he looked like he was high when I saw him in good light at the gas station, so her story sounded believable. The important thing was that nothing happened. I still felt edgy though and just wanted to get inside of whatever in the hell club we where at and find the rest our party. Not so much that I wanted to see them so bad, but I did not want to have to deal with this taxi bullshit again to get back to the hotel.

I noticed this line was not moving one bit and I asked the Paulista to find out what was going on. She was talking to everyone at this place. Within 15-minutes I knew that the first 4 people in line were Brazilian, the guy behind them was Portuguese and the most recent arrivals were from Ireland and Australia. I could not have cared less. I asked her what it was going to take to get us inside of this club. She said the staff is telling her that tonight is a private party for only gold members and people on the guest list. This night was starting to suck so bad. I asked her what if I gave the guy at the entrance a R$ 50 “handshake” and she said he would almost for sure let us in. She said not to do that yet, because she was going to get us into this place. I had a R$ 50 ready in case she was unsuccessful. After about 10 more minutes, to my surprise not only did this girl get us into the club, but she also got the two Irish guys and Australian girl inside as well. She was on a roll with her Jedi mind tricks today.

FYI, if you decide to come here be sure to bring a copy of your passport with you. The Paulista said the staff told her that if any of us did not have a copy with us, we would not be allowed inside.

When you first walk inside, they will take your passport copy and register you into their database. Then they will issue you a type of credit card that you will use at the bar to purchase drinks. The Paulista said that the people in the line told her that my entrance fee would be R$ 50 and a portion of this included drinks.

We get inside the club itself and now everything looks familiar. The inside of the Nuth looks exactly like it does on their website. This place was nice once you got inside. There are basically three sections. The first is the lounge area when you first walk in. It has some places where you can sit down and a bar over on the left. The theme of this club is like Tahitian or something like that. There were several Tikki torches, palm trees, bamboo things, etc. The second section is the upstairs area. There is one pool table and restrooms in the back and a restaurant/bar that overlooks the Tikki area. My biggest complaint about this place is the third section. The dance area… This was the smallest of the three sections and had at least 100X’s more people in it then the other two combined. The dance floor was so small that I had to wonder if there was even enough room for my penis (j/k). I’ve been to strip clubs where the main stage was bigger than this dance floor. It was so crowded in this area that you have to walk right through people.

The good things about this club… it was packed with beautiful, hot Brazilian chics. I mean hot. I was told already by Guilherme on my last trip to Rio that there is semi-pro action here, no doubt. He said that on more than one occasion, he has been there, talked to some fine girls, danced and had a few drinks when she asked him for some money. I was looking closely at these girls and there were several of them grouped together in one of the corners of the dance floor that I am almost certain were working. They really had some hot girls in here.

If you can’t speak Portuguese, I would say forget about picking up a chic at this place. Also, leave your Help tactics back at Help. Once inside, you will see what I mean. But if you can speak Portuguese, dance good, dress nice and have some game, your chances of picking up a beautiful chic at this club are a thousand times better than they would be if you saw her at a club in the U.S. The chics here looked more classy and I’ll say it one more time… mega hot!! I was disappointed that I saw almost no Americans here, mostly European guys and Brazilian girls. Go there and represent!!

Nuth Lounge
Av. Armando Lombardi, N° 999
Barra da Tijuca
Rio de Janeiro - RJ - Brasil 22640-020
http://www.nuth.com.br/
email: nuth@nuth.com.br
fax: 011 (55 21) 3153 – 8595

It would be smart to try to do some research in advance to see if they were going to have some kind of bullshit VIP party on the night you go there. I’ve heard that Wednesday’s are the days to go. Don’t do like I did and show up after midnight. If you are a single guy, I think you would stand a much better chance on getting inside if you show up around 9pm. I was told that their entry system is to first allow entry to couples, then single girls (which seem to be based on appearance) and last, but not least… single guys. Maybe get your hotel to send them an email or a fax a few days in advance saying that you are a prestigious guest of their hotel and the hotel has recommended the Nuth to you, because they want you to go somewhere that you will have a good time and be very impressed. You know, some kind of b/s like that. I don’t know if it would really help, but I’m just trying to think of suggestions to get your name on their VIP list if they have one on the night you decide to go.

Meanwhile, I made two rounds in this club, but saw no sign of my friends. This really sucked, because it was becoming more of a reality to me that I was going to have to take another taxi back to the hotel instead of getting a ride back with them.

We stayed here for about 2 ½ hours and during that time I had two beers. My drive for fun had pretty much disappeared once I realized that meus amigos were not here. I was not in the mood to drink or dance, I already had a gorgeous girl that was going back to my hotel with me, my friends weren’t there, it was late and I was tired so I wanted to leave.

We walked up to the cashier booth to turn in our cards. The Paulista starts talking to the cashier and after a few more seconds they start arguing with each other. The Paulista told me the cashier said, “For you (the Paulista) it will be R$ 20 – 30, but for the foreigner it will be R$ 80.” The Paulista said, “I cannot believe that she said that to me exactly like that. It will be R$ 80 for the FOREIGNER.” I told her don’t worry about it, because we are not stupid, we just don’t speak Portuguese. I told her that we all know that they try to rip us off when there is not a posted price, a menu, etc. She was still furious and said that things like this will hurt the tourism in Brazil. It was a good point, but I see it differently. Things like that won’t impact tourism, only the vendor. We’re coming to Brazil come hell or high water.

And now, the moment that I had been dreading once I realized that my friends weren’t there… time to take a taxi back to the hotel. It may seem like I’m making a big deal about this, but the taxis in Rio are really a big rip-off at nighttime and the ride on the way there was still lingering in the back of my mind.

We stood outside and there were about 6-taxis lined up waiting. The Paulista said, “Look at them. Which face do you trust the most?” Truthful answer was none of the above. They all looked like thieves to me. I decided to choose the oldest looking man there.

We didn’t have any problems getting back to the hotel and thankfully there were not any hiccups along the way. Once we were back in the room I called Corey’s room to see why we did not see them at the Nuth and he said that they would not let them in the club. Corey was with two Brazilians and two other Americans; I guess they would not let them in because they already had too many single guys there. They left the Nuth and went to Bombar and Melt, but he said that it was a sausage fest at both places and did not stay long at either one.

I was way too tired to have any fun before I went to sleep, so after I hung up the phone it was lights out. I would have to say that this whole day was at the bottom of my list for having fun on this trip. It was not all bad, but I would have had a much better time if we just would have stayed at the hotel after we got back from the Outback.





Day 6

Little did I know that this morning would be my last moment of fun with the Paulista. After we finished, I told her that we were going to eat lunch at Cervantes and invited her to come with us. Before we went to bed last night I explained to the Paulista that tonight was going to be my last night in Rio and Corey and I were going to go to a bar later. She asked if she could come too, but I told her to come back to the hotel after 10pm and we could all go do something then.

The weather was nice, unlike most of the other days so we decided to walk to Cervantes. So far, things were going a 100x’s better today than they were yesterday. I was really enjoying the walk until we got about one or two blocks away from Cervantes.

We proceeded to cross the street when all of a sudden some nasty old crack head lady ran up to us and started acting like a freak. In one hand she had this gross looking bottle of old beer and in the other hand she had about two or three reis. We just kept walking, but this lady kept begging the Paulista. Finally, I took her the Paulista’s arm and brought her to my other side. The last thing I heard her say was, “I’m handling this!” As soon as she said that, everything went into slow motion. My head slowly turned away from the Paulista and back to the old lady. Once this nasty old crack head had clean shot at my face, she stuck her fingers up my nose!!

It was so disgusting, because the smell of her fingers was beyond rancid. I can’t really think about it too much more or I will throw up, but the smell was like she had been playing with herself all day and had not bathed all month.

After she took her fingers out of my nose, she raised her hand in the air and acted like she was going to collapse on the street. While all of this was going on I looked up to find my good buddy Corey standing safely across the street watching from a spectator’s distance. I told him later that at the next sign of any problem it would be everyman for himself. My main concern would be my own safety and to find the quickest way possible to get myself out of whatever the situation might be… Not that he could have really done anything to help here, but it was like he was in a race with Carl Lewis to get across the street.

Meanwhile, the Paulista and I kept walking across the street and she had a damn good idea. She said walk fast into that drug store, they will not let her inside there. The store employees must have been watching the whole time because they had about three employees standing at the store entrance. It reminded me of that part in The Saint where Elisabeth Shue was running to the American Embassy. Once we got inside of the store, I turned around to see what this lady was doing and she was standing in the middle of the street with her shirt lifted over her head showing off a pair of down right nasty toe-pointers. I felt sorry for the people walking by, but sorrier for myself because I was on my way to lunch, plus I was beginning to wonder if I would ever be able to get wood again after seeing that site.

Once we were inside the Paulista said that if the old lady would not leave, the store would call the police and they would beat the shit out of her for sure. She did not deserve anything like that; I just wanted her to get the hell away. I asked where the restroom was and the store manager pointed over to it. I went inside and what do you know… no soap in the dispenser. Wonderful. I went inside the ladies restroom and he was kind of making a big deal about it, but that was not going to stop me. I shoved so much liquid soap up my nose it almost made me choke. When he saw what I was doing he left and came back with an alcohol pad. That was just what the doctor ordered. Although it burned like a motherfucker, I pushed it so far back into my nose I could damn near feel my throat.

While we were at Cervantes, conversation switched from the clubs last night to what just happened with that strung out lady. The Paulista told me that after that lady pulled her fingers out of my nose, she was trying to do macumba on me while she had her hands in the air and was lowering herself to the ground. I asked her what in the hell is macumba and she said that it meant voodoo in English. I’m not into hokey things like that, but she started telling us some other second hand stories about people who had some pretty bizarre experiences with macumba or voodoo. I’ll admit some of her stories where pretty freaky, but I was way more concerned with catching tuberculosis from that lady or something else like that rather than having a spell caste upon me.

We left Cervantes and decided to walk back to the hotel. Everything was cool until we got back on Av. Atlantica and some guy was trying to sell us a watch that was obviously stolen. We told him no a few times and he keeps trying to sell this thing to us, finally the Paulista tells him in Portuguese that we don’t want the watch and to stop asking us if we want it. The guy got pissed-off and now he drops back a few steps behind us and is following us. There was nothing intimidating about this guy, but the Paulista kept saying that he could have a knife.

We were approaching a sidewalk café and I asked Corey and the Paulista if they wanted to go inside and have a beer and see if the guy would leave. Once we got inside, we all sat down and this guy is like standing right at the entrance. I thought it was funny, because there were no doors or anything, but there was like an invisible barrier that this guy would not cross. He just stood there looking inside. After a few minutes, the Paulista got up from the table and starts talking to the manager (?) and some of the restaurant staff. As soon as I noticed that she was talking to all of those people, I also noticed that the guy had disappeared. Personally, I thought things were blown just a little too far out of proportion, but she was nervous and drinking a cold beer sounded pretty good to me.

Once she realized that the guy had left, she came back to the table and said let’s leave. We were still waiting on our beers, but she said, “Please let’s just leave now and you can drink a beer back at the hotel”… jeez.

We got back to the hotel and she got her things from my room and said that she would be back at 10pm. Corey and I drank two beers at the bar and headed to Centaurus. We got there at 6:30 or so and the place was packed. The girls were gorgeous, but the guy-to-girl ratio was noticeably higher than the other times that I had been there. There were three girls that I had my eye on and the girl that sat down with me was not one of them, but she would not take the hint. Finally, I saw one of the 3 girls that I had been watching and she was standing alone near the dancing area. She was not my first pick of the three, but was still hot. She was about 5’7”, bottled blond hair, had a smokin’ ass and was wearing a pink bikini. I just got up and walked over to her and asked if she wanted to go upstairs. She said yes, but had to go check on room availability. She said it would be about 20-30 minutes before a room would be available… Damn!! First time this has ever happened to me in Centaurus. I was tired of all the smoke in the Boite, so I told her that I wanted to wait in the relax room. The girl that was sitting with me in the Boite saw us sitting together in the relax room and gave me a major go to hell look (sorry babe). After about 15-minutes a room was available. This girl was such a giver. Gave an unforgettable bbbj and worked it on top. This was one of the few times that I finished in less than half of the allowed time. We went at it again, but I was pretty much out of steam to be able to finish. The girl gets a big “E” for effort though.

I met Corey back in the boite and went back to the locker room to change. I forgot to mention on our previous visit to Centaurus, I got a phone number from a really sexy chic and she quoted me a good price for all night. I can’t remember exactly what it was, but it was along the same lines of a girl from Help. By the time we got to the locker room that day, I had sort of forgotten about her giving me her number. Once I did remember it, the lady in the locker room had already taken my robe so I went to her basket and felt inside the pockets of the top two or three robes. She obviously knew what I was looking for and started taking out all of the robes and was checking the pockets. I told her not to worry about it, but you could tell that she felt like it was her fault. Well, on this night while we were in the locker room on our way out, she comes up to me and hands me about three phone numbers that were all written down on little scraps of paper… without names! LOL!! It was a nice gesture, but I never called any of them.

We left Centaurus and went back to the hotel. It was about 10:15 and there was no sign of the Paulista, so we went upstairs to the bar and got a table overlooking the lobby. After about 10-minutes I saw her walk in and I went to meet her downstairs. Corey said he was going up to his room to change and would call my room when he was ready.

I was totally surprised when I saw the Paulista, because standing behind her were three guys that I had never seen before. She introduced these guys to me and said that she met them after she left earlier and invited them to go out with us tonight, because it was there first time/night in Rio and they didn’t know anyone or where to go. I can sympathize with these guys, but I did not know them and already had too many unpleasant run-ins on this trip. Quite honestly, I was a little offended that she did not even ask me if those guys could hangout with us. I’m now in a quandary, because now all eyes are on me and there is a little uncomfortable silence in the air.

I asked them if they could wait a few minutes while I talk to the Paulista in my room. We got up to my room and I called Corey and told him the news. He said that he would take a rain check and was going to call a girl from a few days ago to come stay with him. At this point, there was no doubt that I would not be going with the Paulista. I told her that I was too tired to do anything else that night. She became furious and gave me a cussing that my ears are still burning from. I never heard from her again on the trip, but I really did not feel like I was to blame for what happened. For her to cuss me out was really going too far, but no girl from Sao Paulo could ever be cool (j/k)…

After the Paulista stormed out of my room, I picked up the phone and called the Carioca girl. She said that she had already made plans with her friend, but told me to call back in 30-minutes and she would tell me if she could still come. I told Corey everything that was going on and he told me that his girl was on her way to the hotel. I told him that if the Carioca girl does come to the hotel, he cannot answer his phone or his door for any reason.

I called the Carioca girl back and she said that her friend wanted to know if Corey was at the hotel (I saw that one coming). I told her that he went out with some other friends and I had no idea when he would be back. She basically said that if Corey was at the hotel, both she and her friend would come together, but she did not want to sell out her friend since they made plans already.

It’s amazing how the tables can turn in so little time. Earlier that day, I thought I was set and now I had to start from scratch. Oh well… what better place to be in that position than Rio…

At this time it was a little too late to go to a terma, so I was debating on going to Help or Barbarella. Ultimately, the higher prices, extra fees and whiskey kept me away from Barbarella, so Help it was.

I really was not dead set on bringing back a chic, because it had only been a few hours since I was at Centaurus, so that made it easier for me to be picky. I bought a six-pack worth of beer tickets and found me a spot on the corner of the island bar, kicked back and watched the show. I was approached by a few girls that I would have been embarrassed to bring back to my hotel. I have found that the best way to make them leave is to avoid speaking any Portuguese with them and just act totally confused anytime they say something to you. They’ll leave after a few seconds. One girl came up to me and she did not look at all Brazilian, turned out she was from Argentina. Talking with her was a little difficult, because her Portuguese was not very good and she could not understand my Spanish. I would have taken this girl back to my hotel just to see how an Argentina rates against a Brasilera in the sack, but her body was not quite good enough. A little while later, some girl walked in front of me and stuck her tongue out. I asked her if I knew her and she leaned towards me and said, “Barbarella”. Sure enough, it was the girl that quoted me R$ 350 a few nights earlier and now she was in Help. Does anyone know how it works at Barbarella? I guess they can just come and go as they please.

I was probably on beer #4 and I saw a really hot chica dancing a few feet in front of me. She had unbelievable tits, a great ass and one of those Brazilian smiles that nearly melt you. Every few seconds she would look at me and smile, so finally I got her to come over. She started out at $350, but came down to $285, I counter offered with R$ 275 and she then said R$ 280 was the lowest. She just had to have 5 more reis! Anyway, I told her to let me think about it and in a flash; she was gone with someone else.

Now it was getting late and I started to think about calling it a night, until I looked up and saw this extremely sexy chic dancing in the exact same spot that the previous girl was dancing in. She did not have the tits of the other girl, but made up for it with a perfect butt, beautiful smile and some really nice European features. She would look at me every now and then, but did not make too much eye contact. I watch for a few minutes and some guy that was few years younger than me walked up behind her and started grinding with her. I started to write this off as another missed opportunity, because he was younger than me (technically I’m under thirty, but he was for sure closer to her age than me) and he looked like the jock type. To my surprise, not more than a few seconds after he started dancing behind her, she stop what she was doing, walked about 5 feet behind him and started dancing again. Damn! She dissed that dude! Before the end of the song, another guy of the same description got in front of her and started trying to grind. No sooner did he start, before she just walked up to the bar and stood next to me waiting to order a drink. It was clearly time to go into Portuguese mode.

I offered her one of my beer tickets to get whatever she wanted to drink and she accepted. After we introduced ourselves to each other, one of my first questions to her was why did she brush off those other two guys earlier. She said that she was not into guys their age. Sounded good to me… I then invited her back to my hotel and she accepted. My next question was the price. She quoted me R$ 250 right off the bat and despite my cardinal rule, I did not counter offer. It was late, she was hot and she said that she would stay until 6am, so R$ 250 sounded ok to me.

We got back to the hotel and undressed. One thing that I liked a lot about this girl was that she was a good kisser. I don’t kiss every girl that I hook-up with in Rio, but some of the ones that I have kissed go way to far with french kissing to where it is almost a turn off. She kissed perfect though, soft and not too wet. After a few minutes, the moment of truth had come… Would it be CBJ or BBBJ? She asked me for a condom and although it took a few minutes of convincing, I got her to do it without one. She gave an above average BBBJ, but the worlds best CBJ can’t even compete with just an average BBBJ. We went at it in lots of different positions. Just by looking at this girl, one might think that she may be a prude in the sack. Not at all the case here. After about an hour and a half with no breaks, I was done and I barely had enough energy to get up and take the condom off. If this was not my last night in Rio, I would definitely hook-up with this chic again.



Day 7 (Final day)

The chic from Help left at 6am and I had to get a few more hours of sleep. Once I woke up and got packed, I had to call the Carioca girl one last time. This girl has no idea how beautiful she is. When I called her she was at work and was so happy to hear my voice. She kept asking me to come to her job and tell her goodbye in person before we left, but it was too far out of the way from where we were going to. We kept talking for about 20 more minutes, but I had to end the conversation abruptly because we had to check out in about ten minutes. I really wish that I would have went out with her on Day 5 like I had intended to, but there’s not too much that I can do about it now.

Up to this point, we had not done any tourist things. No Corcavado, no Sugar Loaf, nothing. So yesterday I asked the doorman at our hotel if he could recommend a driver that would be interested in driving us around for basically the entire day. He walked me over to a guy that drives for the hotel located on the left of the Marriott. This guy’s name was Eddy and spoke very good English. Once we told him where all we wanted to go he offered us a flat rate. He was going to drive us around to wherever we wanted to go and take us to the airport for R$ 180 (R$ 90 per person). He said that he would pick us up at 11am. So we would be paying him ~R$ 26 per hour, split that between two people and that comes out to about five dollars an hour per person. This guy was friendly, had a nice car and was trustable. I would recommend him to anyone that may need a driver for an extended period of time. PM me if you want his cell number.

He was waiting for us at the agreed time and we headed for Corcovado. Once we turned off of Av. Atlantica, I started looking for Corcovado and once I could see it, I wished that I couldn’t have. I went up to the top on a cloudy day in the past, but nothing like this. You could not even see a piece of the statue. I asked Eddy if we should even bother going there, but he said that we would be able to see it better once we got to the top, so we continued on our way there.

I keep forgetting how long of a drive it is to the top of this mountain. Just getting to the base of the mountain takes 20-25 minutes depending on traffic and it takes every bit of the same amount of time to get to the top.

Once we got to the top I was in disbelief, because I still could not see the statue. It did not get any better and once we got in front of the statue the irony of this whole situation got the best of me and I started laughing so hard that I had tears running down my eyes. It really was not a big deal to me because I have been up to the top of Corcovado on postcard quality days, but to think that so many of these people had traveled from all over the world (not to mention the 50-minute taxi drive) with the Christ statue being one of the highlights of their trip and this is what they got. It really was awful, because not only were the clouds so thick and there was a constant drizzle, but the sun was so bright through the clouds that you could not look at the statue for more than two seconds without burning your eyes. You could only see a vague silhouette of Cristo through the fog and instead of looking like a statue, under these conditions it looked much more like the real thing. Luckily, after about 15-minutes the clouds went away and we could see it perfectly for about ten minutes.

After we left there, we went to eat at my favorite churrascaria (~ Brazilian barbeque) in Rio, Porcão. This is one of my favorite restaurants in Rio. They bring every type of meat imaginable to your table (steak, ribs, pork, chicken, lamb, sausage, etc.) and it’s all you can eat and it’s all delicious. We had to wait at the bar for about 20-minutes before being seating, but they had tons of free food that you could eat while you waited at the bar. The service there is excellent too. While we were waiting at the bar, a girl that worked there asked me if there was anything special that we wanted while we waited and I requested anything made with shrimp. In just a few minutes she brought back a basket filled with grilled shrimp and a special dipping sauce (Milanesa?). It was excellent and complementary. After we finished our table was ready. This place is incredible and less than half the price of the churrascaria (Fogo de Chão) that’s located in the area where I live. Don’t go to Rio without eating here at least one time. There are several Porcão in Rio, but make sure you go to this one, because you have an awesome view of the Guanabara Bay and the mountains behind it:

Porcão Rio's (R$ 49,90)
Av. Infante Dom Henrique, s/número – Aterro do Flamengo
Tel: 3461-9020; http://www.porcao.com.br/
Sunday - Thursday 11:30 am to Midnight; Fri/Sat 11:30 am to 1am

Eddy was waiting outside for us after we finished and even though I was feeling a little sluggish after eating all of that food, our next stop … Luomo.

You will definitely realize that you are not in Kansas anymore when you go to this place for the first time, because it is located on the second level of a shopping mall. I want to say that it’s just one block behind Av. Atlantica (maybe two), but once you get there you do not have to worry about finding this place. Once you get inside, anyone will be able to point you in the right direction until you eventually see the entrance with a neon sign facing the street. Before I go in, I always have to look over the edge at the street for a few seconds and just realize how lucky I am to be there (damn, I miss Rio). I had more than a few seconds to do it on this occasion, because we got there about 10-minutes before they opened. Once inside, we got our keys and went into the boite.

This is a smaller terma, but has some hot women waiting inside. There were probably ten or so girls in the boite when we got there. I told Corey on the way to Luomo that we only had enough time for one drink and had to make our decisions by the time we finished it (we had to go back to the hotel to get our luggage and go to the airport from there). We set down and spotted two hot blond chics. Once they saw that we were interested, they came and sat with us. I explained to both of them that we were going to have to leave a lot sooner than we really wanted to, but we went ahead and bought them each a drink while they were sitting with us. After we gulped them down we headed for our rooms.

The girl’s name that I took was Paula. She's been a discussion topic in the Rio forum over the past couple of days, but I’m going to write about her here to complete my report. She's probably in her mid-later 20’s, really long bottled blond hair, dark brown eyes, had one tattoo right above her left leg and another one right above her shaved pussy (thanks to other WSG members, I found out that it was a tattoo of Sylvester. I glanced at it, but it was a little too dark to make out). Best of all she is a total nympho in the sack.

Once we were in the room, she did not waste any time. She started things off with a hellacious BBBJ. She was aggressive enough to where one might think that she had been deprived of tube steak for over year. I don’t want to get too graphic, but she was not afraid to say or do whatever she wanted to. During the BJ session she kept telling me how much she liked my “captain” and kept looking at it like it was hers and not mine while she was jerking me off. We switched to her on top. It took some creative willpower for me to hold back, but I did and we must have changed positions 3 or 4 more times. Once she could tell that I was almost there, she stopped and took my condom off and started again w/ a BBBJ. Her energy level was off the hook! Once I was getting close, she made me stop again, laid down in front of me and told me to cum on her. I could not believe she wanted me to do that, but who am I to not to fulfill a request like that.

After it was all over, I took a shower and we were running late so we had to haul balls out of there. On our way out, we were in awe at all of the hot girls that just seemed to be pouring in. I really hated to leave! The price was not bad at all. I want to say that it was about R$ 220.

”Luomo”
Rua Siqueira Campos, 143/ 15 - 2nd Floor
Copacabana District - Mon-Fri 4pm - 2am
Saturday/Sunday 4PM – Midnight
Te: (55 21) 2549-4113
http://www.luomo.com.br/english/eindex.htm

Eddy was waiting for us on the outside of Luomo and took us to the hotel so we could get are stuff and head to the airport. Damn, I REALLY hate this part of the trip!!

Tchau Rio!!!

This was definitely a fun trip. I had some new experiences (some good, some bad) in Rio that I will never forget.

Just a few final thoughts:

The p4p scene…

Termas

Personally my favorite option here is the termas. This is about the best all around deal when in comes to p4p in Rio. The prices are already set and you are guaranteed to be able to find at least one girl that really turns you on. Depending on which one you go to, the quality of the girls in the termas will easily blow away the ones from Help and you don’t have to worry about them picking your pockets. For any travelers that may feel a little wobbly about coming to Rio, you could very easily do whatever you want during the daytime and then go to the termas at night. Your chances of encountering problems would be slim to none. You shouldn’t have any problems in Rio anyway, but in case that is something that has kept you from going, now you have a way around it.

Here is how I rate the termas that I have been to:

Centaurus:

Pros…
- Best looking girls in Rio (IMHO)
- Incredible selection
- Very nice rooms
- Big boite area (room where you set down and visit with the girls)
- Easy to get to from Copacabana or Ipanema

Cons…
- The most expensive terma in Rio
- The price set-up (pay upon entry)
- Somewhat of a business environment (not to be mistken w/ HP sales)
- Overstocked (so many gorgeous girls, you waste so much time trying to decide)


Luomo:

Pros…
- Very hot girls
- Excellent selection (per capita)
- Very relaxed environment
- Cheaper prices
- Very convenient location

Cons…
- Extremely small boite
- Very compact rooms


Solarium:

Pros…
- Very hot looking girls
- Very good selection
- Moderate prices
- Very nice establishment and facilities
- Open on Sundays and Holidays

Cons…
- Location (~20 minutes from Copa)
- Boite layout (too many blind spots)
- Long wait for a pimp daddy room


Monte Carlo (from previous trip)

Pros…
- Mega convenient location
- Very good prices
- Laid back atmosphere
- Sweet girls

Cons…
- Mediocre selection of girls
- Teeny regular rooms


Help Disco…

The most controversial spot in Rio… I have been here many times and can tell you that there are plenty of skanks in here, but you can find some good looking girls here too. Despite what so many people say, you can definitely go to Help and have a great time. I usually go to Help for one of two reasons:

Reason #1 Just to look and have a few drinks…

Reason #2 It’s too late to go anywhere else…

I don’t think that I would ever go to Rio without going to Help at least one time. Even just to go for the sake of nostalgia, if nothing else. This place may inadvertently make you think that you are more of a ladies man than you really are, because the set-up in this club is the exact opposite of the ones that you are used to in your own country. The hunter is now the hunted. While you are in Help, the girls are the ones that approach you and smile at you to try to get you to pick them up. The role reversal is cool, but just don’t let it go too far to your head. While you are there it may be tricky to decipher fact from fiction, but just remember that this is all part of a game that has been being played for a long time.

If you go just too look, you will probably make out a lot better than you would if you went there to pick up a girl. If you see a hot chic there you might just say hi, but you won’t be so eager to overpay her and if she doesn’t take the bait… oh well, you were just there to look.


Barbarrela

I have mixed feelings about this place. I’ve been a couple of times and have noticed the same thing each time. There is usually a handful of some of the hottest girls that you could possibly imagine. Some of the finest girls that I have seen in Barbarrela were way finer than the best looking girls at any of the termas that I’ve been to.

On the flip side of the coin, the girl to guy ratio in this place is not even close to being like it is in one of the better termas. To make matters worse, this place has more than it’s fair share of uglies too. The ratio of supermodel fine girls in this place versus below average chics is not even fair.

If you don’t mind parting with a decent amount of cash, I would say come to this place early on in the night and try to make an offer to one of the beauties in there. I assure you that you will see at least a few girls in here that will make your jaw drop.

Personally, I think that the termas are much better “balanced” than places like Barbarrela and Help, because the hot girls are all over the place and you just need to look for one that has the right appeal for you.

Still you should definitely check this place out, because the hot chics at Barbarrela are just unbelievable.


Non-pro scene…

There really is not too much specific advice that I can offer here as far as exactly where to go and things like that, but I can recommend a few things.

Go somewhere away from Copacabana. I consider myself lucky to have hooked-up with two girls (the Paulista and the Carioca) on this trip that were non-pro. I met one in Leblon and the other in Barra da Tijuca. Was it just a coincidence that I did not meet either of them in Copacabana? I don’t think so. Just to see their reactions, I asked each one of them (separately of course) if they wanted to go to the beach with me on whatever day. As expected, they both said yes. When I asked them if we could just go to the Copacabana, both of them pretty much had the same reaction. The Carioca girl just smiled and said “Nãoooo” followed by a little laughter under her breath and the Paulista said, “What? Are you kidding me?!?” Point being that Copa is not the most popular place for the non-pros to hang out at. I would just make normal plans to eat or find something else to do outside of Copa and try your best to keep the drool from falling out your mouth when you see girl that you want to talk to.

This second bit of advice is by far the best that I can offer… Learn as much Portuguese as possible. I don’t care for how short or long of a time that you will be there. Eat, sleep, shit and breathe Portuguese before you go on your trip. There are too many benefits to mention. Most of the non-pro girls will speak little to no English, so if you don’t know any Portuguese you can’t even get your foot in the door. That’s only one advantage. At places like Help for example, you can bargain with the girls, make sure that they will agree to what ever services that you are interested in and kind of get a feel for their personality. I could go on and on. Just learn as much as possible before you go and you will be so glad that you did.

Well gents, that’s it for me. Take care, good luck and have fun in Rio!

Y & R

Sounds like you had to deal with a lot of drama on this trip, almost all of it centered on the Paulista.

You really can't blame the hotel for not letting the non-pro / semi-pro girls that you and your friend hooked up with on the second day into the hotel. Without any ID the hotel can't prove who they are, and it really works out for our protection when the hotels to hold onto our female guests ID's.

Most hotels will call your room to make sure everything is ok, before returning the ID's to the girls.

Roadglide,

I had too much... and as you said, it all circled around the Paulista. The Carioca was a much better choice, but that's just another stupid decision that I'll have to learn from.

About the IDs... to tell the truth, I was more upset at the fact that they did not have their IDs with them, but I showed hardly any signs of frustration. More or less just said a few colorful words in my head and tried to figure out how we could fix the situation.

I too like how the hotels require the girls to present their IDs and fill out a form before they can go to your room. It's just an extra step of protection. Back in 2002 the Marriott would keep the girls ID while she was in your room and they would call your room before they would hand it to back to her. That was an excellent system!

Y & R

YnR, welcome to clubhombre, and I gotta say you've made a very auspicious debut with this epic report. I think you'll find the discussions here very well organized and informative, and I look forward to reading further posts from you about our hobby.

Thanks for taking the time to write up such an excellent and detailed report.

Wow, that was a heck of a good thorough report. ONe thing, and I know it's been discussed to death, but IMO, paying 275R in Help is ridiculous. I've never paid more than 200R there and I basically speak no Portuguese. It's a free world and if guys want to overspend fine, but it does (negatively) affect the attitudes of the women.

Porker,

Thanks man… I’m just a temporary member here right now and I appreciate your welcome. This is my 1st time on a paid site and I must say that if I were to join one, this is the site to do it. The quality that I have seen here in reports such as the one you wrote on SE Asia would be the reason I would sign-up for this site.

Elgrancombo,

Glad you liked the report… As previously mentioned, I’ve posted this report elsewhere and I’ve had several other people tell me that I overpaid that Help girl that you mentioned.

My first trip to Rio back in ’01 almost every girl that I talked to was asking R$200, but you could still talk them down from there. When I went again in ’02, there were hardly any girls that started out at R$200, but if you kept bargaining with them, they would eventually come down to R$200. Then in ’03, the majority of the crowd was asking R$300 and some where even asking for R$400, but I only went there twice and paid R$250 each time. And this time (2004), almost every girl started out with asking R$400 and the ones that asked for R$300 were far fewer. I don't really think that there is a universal price that you can get the girls from Help to agree on. There are a few beauties in Help, they will cost a little more. And there are several uglies in Help that will cost a little less. Obviously, I will not win a Nobel Prize for that statement, but I think that it is the simple truth.

Although, I was only talking to a VERY small portion of the girls in Help, but the ones that I was talking to were the ones that I considered to be the best looking ones in Help during that night. I saw many girls in Help that probably would have jumped at R$ 200 or less, but they were not anything that I was interested in. There are tons of other variables that can be thrown in as well, but that was the gist of my encounters at Help. Having to bargain with these chicas is one of the main reasons that Help will never be my favorite place in Rio…

Cheers,

YnR

(Message edited by young_n_restlez on February 12, 2005)

(Message edited by young_n_restlez on February 12, 2005)

you want to see some overpriced girls go to barbarella, lol. many start at 200usd per hour starting. not including the 60 reais for entrance and 60 reais exit for the girl. you can talk them down though. i regularly pay 300 reais for the best looking girls at help for the entire night. although i would not touch 90% of the girls there cause they are drug girls from the favelas or girls who have sexual diseases that do not allow them to work at termas. you guys would be shocked if i showed you how ugly some of the girls are i have seen girls going with. there is a big fat black girl who sits outside every night and tries to translate for drinks, etc. All the regulars on this board will know her. anyway, on two occassions I have seen guys leave with her for sex if you can believe that! the problem is when guys don't know where to go they come here and end up with the ugly girls and favela trash.

Gr8ter,

I’ve been to Barbarella a few times too and have been quoted some ridiculously high prices by some of the better looking girls in there. The thing about Barbarella is that the beautiful women there are amongst the most beautiful in Rio (true model material and very expensive), but the uglies in Barbarella are almost as bad as the girls on the lower end of the scale in Help. I still don’t know what the deal is there, as far as how does management decide which girls work there and which girls don’t, but there is definitely some inequality in the midst.

I think we see eye-to-eye about Help… I think that about one out of every ten girls in Help is pretty hot. At the end of “Day 1” in my report, I said something along those lines and also posted Help’s web site. I get a kick out of reading their guestbook. It looks like a there is an ongoing war between “John’s” and working girls, LOL!

YnR

Excellent and amusing report..,,,as I leave for my next trip in jsut nine daze it really got my juices flowing.
Centaurus is by far my favorite Terma, although I haven't really spent time at the downtowners. I do hope to try 4X4 just to gate a taste of that spot. Funny how as the trip gets closer, more and more of my Houston amigos are back on the bandwagon. While I can still have a great time on my own, I do find it more enjoyable with at least 1 person i can hang with and speak English. After a full week of only Portugues I sometimes feel like my head's going to explode.
First time walking into Centaurus (or any of the better T's).....a life altering experience.
Just counting down the days. Anyone else going to be there the last week of the month?

Yankee7,

Rio in nine days… sweet! I have not been to 4 X 4 yet either, but based on all of the reviews that I’ve read, you will either love it or hate it.

If 4 X 4 doesn’t do it for you and you want to try out a lesser known Terma with excellent prices, go check out Terma 502. Unfortunately, I did not find out about this place until after I came back from Rio, but I’ve read three different reports praising this place. Prices are very reasonable 35 minutes for R$77, 45 minutes for R$97 and 1 hour for R$107. There is a R$10 entrance fee that will be waived if you take a girl. Here is their location if you feel like checking it out:

Terma 502
Rua da Alfandega, 502 near the corner of Av. Rio Branco
- just one street over from Rua Buenos Aires where 4x4 is located.

Here’s a clickable map of Rio:
http://rio.ultimap.net/

Enjoy your trip!

YnR

Young,

Someone asked how they chose the girls here I think. What they do is that every girl who is interested just shows up at 11 (it might be 10) and the dona looks them over. If you are late they will not let you in. Most get it cause you wouldn't go there unless you were hot enough to get money for sex given the competition there. Once inside, you must stay there until 4 in the morning. You cannot leave unless you pay 60 reais (which is what the guy pays for you when you leave). As a result, the girls sit there all night, watch the same stupid fucking show they have there at 2 or 3 in the morning, and try to get fucked for money. If someone doesn't take you, you stay there until 4 in the morning then go home.

Have you been to centaurus?

In my opinion the best looking girls there (now, not six months ago, but right now) are just as good looking, if not better looking than the ones in barbarella. And the quantity of hot hot girls is higher in centaurus. If you want a taste, look at the pictures I just posted in the centaurus thread and tell me how many girls are better than that in Barbarella.

Another important thing to me is that a lot of the hot girls in barbarella are prudish. I don't mean they won't fuck you, but I mean they won't fuck you all night, once or twice if you are lucky, half of them don't give bbbj, and they really don't seem to be enjoying the sex (i know they don't want to be fucking me and would rather be at a bar being hit on by tom cruise, but I am the one paying you damn it so at least act like you like it, lol).

In my opinion these things are rare at centaurus (or with the girls you take out of centaurus for the night or day). Oh yeah, and centaurus is only 60-70 dollars an hour.

That being said, if you want a hot hot girl who won't give you a bbbj, only wants to fuck missionary style and isn't passionate cause she is straight off the farm from curitiba or wherever and has a boyfriend there waiting for her, and doesn't do anal by the way, and charges you 500 reais an hour, only wants to have sex once a night, and is stuck up......go to barbarella, lol

btw, this is only my opinion based on the 5 or 6 hot girls I have taken from barbarella and i respect everyone elses. I admit there are hot girls there, but only 3 or 4 that I believe are hot hot. If I had a daughter who was a prostitute, I would tell her to work at barbarella, lol, cause she could rip off all the stupid asians, europeans and americans by charging them 2-300 or more for one hour, blowing them once with a condom, and going back to work for another turn.

Another important thing is that about 25% or so of the girls who work here also work at help on other nights.

Gr8ter,

Check out my report man… Centaurus is my favorite terma in Rio. I also wrote a brief summary on Barbarella. I found the information that you posted pretty interesting and pretty damn hilarious too! It must be tuff for the girls to watch that samba show over and over again, LOL! I did not know what the “behind the scene” system is at Barbarella, but after reading what you said I can understand some things that happened on this trip and w/ previous trips that did not make sense until now.

BTW, nice pics! The one wearing a pink shirt and white pants was my favorite one, but the one in the yellow panties looks like she would be a better lay. Am I right? lol

Good work,

YnR

My dream job- Personnel Director at Centaurus.

the personnel director now is doing a pretty good job. can't imagine you would be better you horny bastard, lol.

Wow! This site is starting to get some new people who are introducing themselves with excellent posts. YNR, you sound like you really know your way around Rio. I especially liked reading about some of the entertainment spots that you found. I am guessing that you are fairly young, say no more than mid 30s. Right? It would make my day to read that you are far older and that all these non pros still wanted to hang with you. Good post.

Gr8ter,

I have to hand it to you… you’re a funny guy! LMFAO!!

Yankee7 bring your resume with you anyway… Hell, even bartending there probably has some fringe benefits (wink, wink).

Tight fit,

Thanks for the kind words amigo… Actually I’m a few months shy of 30, but I don’t think that age matters too much if you can talk to the girls in Portuguese. The girls truly seem to be amazed when you talk to them in there own language.

It’s funny you should even bring that up, because the Carioca called me early today out of the blue while I was on CH and the first thing she asked me was what I was doing… I told her I was reading about Brazil...

Cheers,

YnR

Corey, If you are listening? Please stay away from this guy.

Hmmm….. interesting.

Anyone else terma hopping next week?

Hey Yankee. I get into Rio on Saturday. I will definately be up for some Terma hopping when you get in. PM me for a local cell number!

Anyone know if there is a picture of the "Paula" mentioned in Y&R's post. She works at Luoma, he says, and also indicated that there had been a lot of discussion about her here on the board over the last few weeks. She sounds wild!

Valt - 90% + of them are wild. You'll have a great time my friend. Hemp

Valterreekian,

You can see her on this link to Mike in Brazil (she is the third girl down):

http://www.mikeinbrazil.com/main10.htm?id=thebanker

She is definitely wild... Go say hi to her at Luomo while you're in Rio. You won't be disappointed...

YnR

(Message edited by Young_n_Restlez on February 15, 2005)

I thought her name was Paloma something-or-other, she carries a handful of dildos and vibrators in her bag and tried to air-tight herself with them when I was fucking her. She was sucking on one and was reaching around to plug another up her cornhole (I hope that was her plan) when I switched positions on her and she gave up on the idea.

Thanks Y&R, I will look her up

Catocony,

Sounds like I got the rated R version of her services (not necessarily complaining though).

As far as her name... I do remember her telling me something like, "My name is Paola, but here (Luomo) my name is Paloma". After she said that, I just remember thinking that the names sounded so similar that she should just go ahead and use her real name. It was really hard to concentrate though, because the whole time that she was sitting on the bed half-ass naked telling me all this, I couldn't wait for her to give me a BBBJ.

YnR

haha YnR you crack me up... I just had a vision of you with a look on your face while she's telling you this "SUCK MY CAWK" written all over it lol!

She's a borderline freak, and as some of the guys can attest, if there are 500 garotas in a crowd and two are freaks, I'll end in a dupla with two freaks. They do make for interesting stories though. As far as Paola/Paloma, I thought she was ok in the cabine, not my favorite but it was 11:10 or so at night and I had to get a session in before last call or bail. I may session with her again when I get back down.

Yeah, I wouldn't say that she was the best lay that I've had in Rio, but definitely one of the wildest ones though...

Kmanrox420 - how come you didn't finish your report on Rio?? You were on a pretty good roll your first 2-days!

YnR