My GOL flight from Congonhas airport in São Paulo was delayed for over 2 hours, which meant I arrived in Porto Alegre early evening instead of late afternoon.
Since the Mercure hotels in São Paulo were girl-friendly, I figured the same would apply to the Porto Alegre branches, so I’d made reservations at the Mercure Manhattan. My 2 room apartment looked exactly like the Internet pictures and would provide a photogenic background... provided I could find some willing models.
As soon as my laptop was set up, I got in touch with More Action (from ISG). We agreed to meet for dinner at the famous churrascaria Galpão Crioulo, where we were welcomed by a gorgeous Brasileira who spoke prefect English. The waiters stopped by our table every few minutes and we were soon feasting on slabs of delicious meat. The Atkins diet in a nutshell. You can eat as much as you want, but eating nothing but meat fills you up pretty quickly.
La Barca
The Place To Be
When our bellies were bulging, we caught a free ride to La Barca – the place to be in Porto Alegre, judging by the Internet pictures. The 60 BRL cover charge bought us an ice bucket filled with 5 beers. As soon as the waiter delivered our nectar, we wandered away from our table and started mingling...
Eduarda Martins
My favorite girl from the Internet site was Paola Gobi. When I thought I recognized Paola, I went up to talk to her. But when I asked the girl’s name, it turned out to be Eduarda Martins.
This exotic beauty looked way better in real life than in her pictures, welcomed me with an enchanting smile and seemed really pleased that I picked her. But as I caught glimpses of one stunner after another strutting by, I figured it was too early to commit myself. When I used my partner in crime More Action as an excuse to talk to some other girls, Eduarda’s enthusiasm cooled down. At the end of the night, Eduarda was the only La Barca girl to have given me a positive vibe... but I walked away from her.
Raissa
Raissa was a drop dead gorgeous platinum blonde. This girl was sheer perfection! But as I tried to dance with her... she escaped. When I caught up with her again a few minutes later, she was reluctant to even talk to me. After less than 30 seconds, she suggested we retire to a room. When I told her to slow down, she walked away again...
I’d been given the cold shoulder by girls before... in Pattaya. But I was in Brazil... or was I?
Paola Gobi
Suddenly, I spotted the desert queen I’d been fantasizing about. Paola’s face was just as beautiful as in her pictures and the blonde streaks in her hair looked great. When I told Paola she was my favorite, she agreed to sit down with me at our table.
Paola sat demurely next to me – no body contact whatsoever. After some chit chat, she wasted little time before asking for a 120 BRL bottle of champagne. Paola doesn’t waste her time sitting with someone unless he forks out for some bubbly! We could head straight upstairs, though... for 300 BRL (+ room). She was unable to come to my apartment at night, but could pay me a visit tomorrow afternoon... for 500 BRL. And before I even had time to contemplate those offers, Paola was off to dance on stage... never to come back.
BTW, La Barca also acts as an escort agency. When I called them the next day and enquired about Paola, they quoted me exactly the same figure – 500 BRL for 90 minutes.
Eduarda Petry
The next garota I approached was another gorgeous blonde. Could she be the hot-blooded Brasileira I was hoping to meet? Nope! Eduarda was yet another ice queen with $$$ signs in her eyes.
North Pole!
I tried to get with a few more girls, but even a simple smile was hard to come by. I’d sit down close to a girl and she’d move away from me. When I put a girl’s hand on my leg (not my dick
), she tucked her arm away immediately. All the girls seemed extremely business-like. None of them would waste more than a couple of minutes talking to me. When More Action headed for the room, I started talking to his girl’s best friend. Since we were both waiting for the session to end, Fernanda was happy to talk to me... as long as I didn’t get too close to her. When I explained how friendly the Rio termas girls get to entice a guy to take them upstairs, she looked at me as if I were from a different planet!
Of all the places I visited on this trip, La Barca had by far the highest quality garotas. Wall to wall stunners! But until that faithful night at La Barca, I’d never gotten such a cold reception from any Brasileira. It wasn’t just the outside temperatures that were freezing cold. The La Barca ice queens were even colder. After one night, I concluded that Porto Alegre didn’t deserve the predicate Brazil. It’s on the North Pole!
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