Trip Preface:

After reading so many great reports about Rio from the experts that have treaded before us I contacted my wingman "V" and made the suggestion that we hit Rio for my 40th birthday in October. Well, that didn’t take much arm twisting once he had read some reports and seen some pics. So it’s my 40th birthday celebration and even though it’s a monumental occasion to celebrate, I just didn’t “tear it up” the way I hear and read that others are able to do so. This trip report may be a little long and little boring but it was the pace at which we did it. Oh and we certainly did enjoy ourselves more than I could have imagined!!

Day 1 Thursday / Friday October 15 16:

Thursday late morning, head to wingman’s house before hitting the airport. I’ll refer to him as “V” for the report. We’ve been on a couple of long distance journeys and he’s always a great wingman, it helps a lot since for the most part we have exact opposite tastes in the female persuasion. Lol.

Take a full, non eventful flight down to Miami and eagerly wait to embark on the 2nd leg of this journey. 5.5 hours later we’re on the 99.9% fully packed flight for Rio, I think I was the only person on the plane without a passenger next to me..Pheww, that’s a bonus. Arrive about 8.5 hours later on Friday morning and came to the realization that being on a plane for that long really isn’t beneficial to the body, especially when I’m not able to sleep a wink the entire flight.
Arrive, clear immigration pretty quickly and head for our bags, the wait for the bags seemed like it took forever. Finally we have them all and head out to meet Renato. What was an 8:50am Friday arrival turned into meeting our driver at about 9:55am. Off to Amerioca in the rain. Damn.


We meet up with Don and get some great newbie advice, I try an acai and didn’t find it particularly good. Our apartment won’t be ready for about another 2 hours, so he gives us a $.10 tour and a quick rundown of what to stay away from. Finally about 1:30pm we settle into the apartment and I hit a wall. See, I’m not as young as I used to be. I take a 3 hour nap, shower and we decide to head to L’uomos to begin our Termas adventures. Don is gracious enough to bring us to L'uomo the first time since we had no idea where it was and probably never would have been able to find it in the little mall it's in.

To say you know what to expect from reading the various boards is horseshit, it still doesn’t prepare you for what you’re about to encounter. We change up and walk into the boite, finally… I have found heaven on earth.

There are so many beautiful women enjoying themselves, dancing the amazing way they dance and seemingly having a really good time. It’s not long before I’m interviewing my first prospect. She’s not the first one I would’ve picked but she must have smelled "carne fresce" emanating from me (she would later be one of V’s favorite ladies.) After sending her on her way I ogle Ingrid doing her thing (shaking that incredible bunda) in front of the mirrors and I motion her to join me. Holy f*ck this girl is beautiful. I offer her a drink and we converse for a bit. One of the benefits of Ingrid is that she does speak a bit of English, which was appreciated. Looking back now it didn’t take long to realize how much more superb a trip could be if I was able to speak the official language here. It could have been monumental!! Anyway, back to Ingrid, I offer her a drink and before her glass hits the bar I’m breaking rule #1 in my termas handbook.

For months I’ve been telling myself that I will not be deep French kissing these girls in the boites who’ve just finished doing the nasty to previous clients, the thought to me, and this is just one person’s perspective, was that this is completely unacceptable, well, that lasted about 48 seconds before Ingrid had her tongue down my throat. Rules are meant to be broken, right? We head back to the cabine and 40 blissful minutes later I exit with a smile the size of Copa beach on my face and head to the showers. Can it really get better than this? Prior to leaving a couple hours later, I spy a very beautiful morena with the most adorable face and smile. Her name is Daiana or something to that effect. She’s having a hellava time for herself but mostly just hanging out with her friends and dancing in front of the mirrors, again, this is where the language barrier really limited my experience. She would go into my memory bank and be someone that I intend on seeing at least once this trip.

Day 2: Saturday October 17, 2009:

I awake at the usual noon or so and stroll out to the living room to meet up with V. Anticipating a beautiful day at the beach on my second day in Rio and I walk over to the window to see a cloud filled sky dripping a steady rain…Damn!! We waste some time, do a few errands, grab some necessities from the Zona Sul and go out to grab a bite to eat at Galito’s grill on Rua Sousa Lima. We fumble through the menu and order some delicious chicken dishes and side orders.

Our next decision was “which termas will we hit this evening?” It’s Saturday early evening and Ken and his friend intend to hit L’uomo, we tell them we may meet up with them there in a little while, but we just went there last night so we may want to try something different like Monte Carlo. Ken says L'uomo is usually hopping on Saturday night so we decide we'll head back there.

Around 6:45pm we arrive and head into the boite. Ahhh, Daiani is here this evening. Of course Ken knows just about everyone in every club so he brings Daiani over and introduces us officially. The night before I may have put my foot in my mouth by saying something to her that was lost in translation, it wasn’t bad, but she took it the wrong way. Anyway, we have a drink and relax and I thoroughly enjoy the interview process with Daiani. About 30 minutes later she’s leading me back to a cabine for a fun filled 40 minute session. After my session V and I continue to hang out and enjoy all the beautiful ladies until finally wrapping up about midnight and being kicked out of the club since it's now closing time. Lol.

At this point I’m too beat to head to Help so we decide to call it a night as it’s only our second night in Rio and we’re still in recovery mode.

Day 3: Sunday October 18, 2009:

Again I wake up at the crack of noon and this day it appears to be full of beautiful sunshine!! What a difference between Rio in the rain and Rio in the sun. The entire atmosphere changes. We head out and decide to take a walk along the boardwalk and check out the scene. Stop at Mimi’s meat on a stick resto and have a small bite to eat. A while later we head back to the apartment and I go down for a quick siesta of about 3 hours. Yea, I’m still recovering from that first day.

Arise and decide to go to Meia Pattaca for a bite to eat and figure out the game plan from there. As soon as we walk into Meia Pattaca, V sees an absolutely beautiful young gal seated about 4 tables away with one not so beautiful friend and soon to be two not so beautiful friends. To make an already long story shorter a while later she motions me to come join her at that table, I do. Her name is Catalina and apparently she’s a Help regular since she was there each night we were there. Her friends wave V over from the table as well. We chat as much as we are able to with slight translation help from her friend, we make plans to maybe meet inside Help later that night, I get her number and we venture off.

Fast forward a couple hours later and V and I are inside Help for the first time. I can’t even figure out how to get a f’n drink in this place but eventually we get our bearings. A comparison of Help to me would be like the Blue Marlin in Costa Rica but on steroids!! A while later I run into Catalina making her rounds and I ask her if she’d like to come back to my apartment for a couple hours? She tells me the price is $R600/tln, I almost spit my drink into her tits, “WHAT I said?” She said, $R600 for the night. Now, to me this girl is f’n drop dead gorgeous and if I was in the States if I could take this girl for even 2 hours for $300USD I’d be making out on the deal, she’s a $400/hr girl minimum in Boston, however, knowing that I’m in Rio I counter her with $R300 for 2 hours to which she says “NO”. Obviously this is for the better since I can deduce from our interaction that the session was probably not going to be one to really rock my world and who knows how much time she really would’ve spent for any amount of money. I chalk it up to experience and wish her well.

I meet some other girls, gather a bunch of numbers that I probably won’t even be using and we head back to the apartment about 4am. End of day 3.

S_K,

Great report! You did the absolute right thing walking away the Help girl. If fact, it's probably not worth making any counter-offer to a girl asking for R$600, as that offer makes it clear she's far more interested in fucking you over than in fucking you.

Ingrid would be a great start to any trip. She's a pro's pro, and has been around L many years, but she always delivers. And if you don't go in for DFK, going down on the girls, and so forth, you'll get tepid service from them. The termas girls are great about hygiene, and their mouths (and other body parts) are probably cleaner than yours even at the end of their shifts.

Looking forward to the remainder of the report.

I agree - good job in walking away. The same thing happened to a friend of mine. A girl quoted him R$500...he ended up getting so pissed that she had the balls to ask for so much. She later walked up to him and lowered the price to R$300, and eventually to R$200 "Because she liked him"...hehe! Well, my friend got so pissed off that the only way she would have changed his mind is by giving it away for free. She switches back and forth between the Balcony Bar and 'Help' - a tall, chucky bitch.

Anyone quoting more then R$300 it is best to walk away from.... most likely there service will suck anyway!

Unfortunately there are guys paying these prices... I remember talking to a girl and I asked her if there were really guys paying these types of prices and she very quickly responded "yes". She told me that once, for the hell of it, she said R$800 - the guy did not hestitate a minute and took her....

Aye aye....

I have noticed, however, that the Sao Paulo girls seem to ask for the most....also the girls from the south of Brazil (i.e. white blonds, which is very desirable for most Brazilian guys). Not sure if anyone else has experienced this as well......

I sure hope you will have a chance to try 4x4... but if you are with Ken, there probably is a good chance that is on your itinerary :-) There might be a good chance of multiple repeat visits from you to Rio after that!

Bwana Dik, I'm very sorry to have missed your arrival into town. Don mentioned to me that you were coming in the day after we were leaving, he did say sarcastically "you're not missing much by not meeting him." LOL. Would've been great to get you that drink and say a "salut" to the author of the Rio bible!

As for Ingrid I wasn't even aware of what I was getting into until I read up on her a couple days after meeting her. She was amazing for sure! Oh and I did break rule #2 of no daty a short time later into my trip. LOL.

Marvin, unfortunately there are people paying those ridiculous prices and that's why the girls think they'll get them. Oh well.

Day 4 Monday October 19, 2009

Again I wake up late to a mostly cloudy and rainy day in Copa. This is getting old with the weather! As I try to piece together the events of the day I’m left with being at the office and meeting Ken and a friend of his in town from Cali and the suggestion to head to Solarium to check out a different termas. We agree and a short time later we’re in a couple cabs to the termas. Of the two places I’ve been so far I much prefer L’uomo to Solarium. I found the setup, different floors, small boite and lower ratio of hot girls not to my liking. Also, this place got crowded!!! I finally saw a gal that I could get my groove on with and her name was Perla, very pretty morena with long dark hair, sexy face and body and I was informed she has also been in several Brazilian porn films. After a short interview process we head down or was it up to a room, had a great session capped off with a fantastic bbbj/w prostate massage, wow.

After the session I head back down to find the place ridiculously packed with dudes, smoky, crowded, and loud. Grab a drink and chill against the wall for a bit before Ken asks if we want to take off? We had all finished the pleasureable business by this point and decided to exit. Once outside into the heavy rain Ken’s friend suggests we go out for a bite to eat and they decide on Porcao Ipanema. Talk about a food highlight of the trip, this amazing churrascarria was absolutely off the hook!! A bit on the pricey side but who gives a fuck, we’re on vacation right?!? After rolling our way out of the restaurant we headed back to the apartment for a little rest.

Day 5 Tuesday October 20, 2009

As has become the norm for my trip, cloudy again, no sun!!
From what I can remember from Day 5 it was our first venture to 4X4, we’d been in town since late morning of the previous Friday and have now made our way to the most amazing termas yet. When I walked in it was like a sensory overload, wow, the women, the loud music, the women, the women, did I mention the women in the place? Unf’nbelievable!

We arrive in the boite about 4:40pm and there already had to be a minimum of 50 girls there. The kid in a candy store saying couldn’t have been more appropriate. I see the infamous Angelica seated next to a gentleman with a bottle of booze, this woman in person is, to state the obvious, angelic. Her ass should be made into a mold and sold on the market. I wound up grabbing a seat next to the DJ booth and checking out the scene. A little while later I see a gal that’s right up my alley. Beautiful natural long black hair, large chest and pretty face, her name is Monalise. We hang out for a bit, have a couple of drinks and then eventually head to a room for a romp. Great thing about Monalise is that she spoke English very well which was not something I’ve had good luck with in the girls I was picking up to this point. Had another wonderful session and then showered and back to the boite. Another bonus with 4X4 is the in room shower that they offer, wish more places had this capability.

My wingman has another astounding session with a young beauty I pointed out to him named Fernanda. This girl apparently rocked his world pretty well and he said she was a definite repeat performer waiting to happen. At this point it’s beginning to get pretty crowded back in the boite and the DJ won’t stop yapping into the microphone over the music while the girls are putting on a show. I think even if I knew what he was saying he’d still be irritating the balls off of me!

After leaving 4X4 at I have no idea what time we head to Meia Pattaca for a late dinner then back to the apartment.

Anyway, more to come on 4X4 day 8.

Hi K,
I just got back from a week of bliss in Rio, and I also had Ingrid my first day and she took very good care of me too. In agreeing with
Bwana, breaking #1 never did me wrong with these gals !

Day 6 Wednesday October 21, 2009

Wouldn’t you know the day started out cloudy but around 2pm the sun decided to make a quick appearance. I didn’t want to let this day disappear without getting some sun so I packed up my stuff and headed over to the office. Talked to Don for a bit and he mentioned that Jaguar might be heading to the beach and he’d give him a call to sorta “show me the ropes” of dealing with the harassing hustlers, etc, on the beach. 15 minutes later Jag showed up and we were on our way. Had a nice and very informative time with Jaguar, what a great guy!! Clouds rolled in and we hoofed it back to our respective apartments.

After returning from the beach and catching a short nap my wingman and I decided to try something new, so we went to L’uomo again, yea, why change a great thing? Lol. Arrive just at 7pm and head into the boite. As we were leaving L’uomo the previous Saturday, outside a young beauty named Bia was leaving at the same time and catching a cab. As she was approaching the street I said something to her in my worst Portuguese to which she smiled and said “brigado.” I had hoped to catch her on a future visit and was not disappointed on this Wednesday. Bia was probably my most favorite appointment because she had such a carefree, sweet attitude about her and seemed like an immensely fun gal, and the sex, holy shit can this girl sex it up!!! Post coital and back in the boite she was non stop grinding, kissing and a whole lot of fun. We wrapped up another late night at L’uomo and headed back to the apartment. Day 6 in the books.

Day 7 Thursday October 22, 2009

Finally a bright and sunny day in Rio, not a cloud in the sky! V and I decide that we need to do a couple of “touristy” things just to show the people back home that this wasn’t a complete sexual deviant type of vacation. We head over to Forte De Copacobana for lunch and to take some photo’s. Enjoy a great afternoon doing the sight seeing thing then head back to shower and get ready for the night. Checking out the Rio bible, Bwana Diks guide, we decide to go to an Italian restaurant named Capricciosa on Domingos Ferreira. For an Italian place it certainly was pricey. Pizza’s were about $R50 for a “gourmet” type and pasta dishes were in the $R42-48 range. I ordered some type of pasta dish that was quite delicious, we then made our way to Help.

On arrival at the club the place is dead, but it wouldn’t be for long. Wound up having a fantastic night just scouting all the talent in the place. I will say that the majority of girls were asking pretty ridiculous prices though, R$400, 350, etc. I felt like I needed a night of recuperation for my poor prick anyway since it had been getting abused almost every day for the past 7 days. This night the Jack Daniels was flowing freely as well. As expensive as the drinks are they certainly don’t skimp when it comes to making a drink at Help, the bartender we were using was great, when I requested a JD with a splash of Diet Coke, it was literally ¾ JD and a smidgen of DC, excellent!!

As I made my rounds at Help I see Catalina again from previous nights. Man, she is f’n gorgeous!! Again, I make her an offer more as a joke than anything and she responds with the usual R$600/Night, again, I walk away. It was pretty fitting that I see her seated on the couch by herself at 5:30am as “V” and I are leaving the club.

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Day 8 Friday October 23, 2009

I’m up early for some reason, before 11am!! Looking out the window onto the beach and see that it’s a mostly sunny day with a few clouds in the sky. Sweet, it’ll be a nice day at the beach. We head down and meet up with Jag and a few other Rio vets in front of the Othon hotel. Sights are much better today than the previous day I was on the beach and the salesmen are out in force. We spend a couple hours on the beach and decide to head back and clean up for another trip to 4X4 being that it’s Friday and they’re closed on the weekend.

After tidying up and getting to 4X4 it’s a bit after 8pm, definitely on the late side. If I can make one suggestion as a newb to Rio it’s that unless you enjoy a boite packed with wall to wall dudes you should get to 4X4 much earlier than we did, especially on a Friday. It was tough to even see the girls because moving about in the boite was nearly impossible. We last a couple hours and finally I said to V, we should get out of here and head to L’uomo again, I don’t think V really wanted to leave though, there were definitely a couple on his radar but it wasn’t easy for him to either make eye contact with or make his way over to them due to the populace of the place.

Finally, about 11:30 I tell V I’m going to grab us one more beer and then get out of here. As luck would have it as I’m ordering a couple Skols, V’s girl Fernanda from the previous trip to 4X4 sees me at the bar and makes her way over. Fuck, now I’ll never get out of here I say to myself. She follows me back to the post we carved out and she and V renew their acquaintances. Sensing that it’s going be at least another hour before we leave I set my sights on something to keep me entertained and that something is Samantha, a petite brunette, beautiful little thing with perfect natural breasts and a gorgeous smile. I can’t remember what she told me her heritage was but she had the look of a persian princess. I had conversed with her a little bit earlier in the evening but didn’t expect to be staying so I now offered her a drink (she chose water) and we chatted for a little bit longer. Just about midnight I pulled the trigger and off we went to a room. Samantha was one of the funnest sessions I had all week. It wasn’t an all out sex fest, her skills were more than sufficient and she had no problem evoking a shot out of me, but we had so much fun and laughter that it was one of my more memorable times. After finishing up and showering I met V down at the checkout and off we went back to the apartment. It turned out to be a very enjoyable day in the end.

Hey Espada, I'm with you now. There's no way I won't break #1 anymore, or #2 for that matter though maybe a little less often on the daty. ;)

Day 9 Saturday October 24, 2009

Time is really flying by now. We awake and decide that since it’s an absolutely perfect day in Rio we have to do some tourist activity and take lots of photo’s. We decide to check out the “Christ the Redeemer” statue up close. After taking a cab to the Trem $R16 we wait for 45 minutes in a line to buy a $R36 ticket to take us to the top of the mountain. After getting our ticket we have another 90 minute wait before our 2:20p trem goes up. At least there were plenty of beautiful sights down on the ground to keep us occupied while we waited. The ride and the statue were pretty beautiful. Took a ton of pictures and definitely justified our Brazil trip to our non mongering friends / relatives at home. We got back to our apartment about 5:30p and got ready for another night at L’uomo.

Heading into L’uomo again the feeling is like Norm walking into Cheers now. It’s a really comfortable atmosphere to me. The bartenders Barry & Peter are fantastic and the girls are all welcoming. Bia is here this evening and she’s immediately all over my tip doing the grind and kissing. I’m not really in the repeat mood tonight and I don’t want to hold Bia back from making some money from other gents. I politely tell her that she’s more than welcome to hang out and have a couple drinks but if there’s a gentleman that she can meet for a session then she should follow through on that. She gives me a huge hug and some dfk and continues to hang out for a bit. A while later she has her sights set on a target and off she goes, funny thing is that she’s such a professional that she’s always making her way back and forth keeping the attention of both of us guys, which I found to be quite amusing.

I then set my sights on another gal by the name of Julianna, a tall morena with a pretty face and very long light brown hair to her lower back. We chat and interview for a bit and I didn’t have the greatest feeling about this gal but decided to go with her anyway to a cabine. This would turn out to be my least pleasant experience of the trip. I can’t really pinpoint what the problem was in thinking back now but she seemed to have a script she went by with everyone and didn’t want to defer from that script in any way. Alas, a bbbjtc later and I’m heading back into the boite.

Soon after Bia comes over and asks me if I enjoyed myself. I responded that it was just okay, nothing great. She hangs out again for awhile grinding and kissing me she then says to me, “I do a show for you!” and runs off to the DJ booth then out to the ladies locker room. About 10 minutes later the lights in the boite go black and the only light on in the place is the black light on the ceiling. Bia enters the boite in a fluorescent yellow bikini, the smoke machine explodes and the music begins. This gal put on one of the best strip shows I’ve ever seen in my 40 years, the way the Brazilian gals move is just indescribable to me and Bia was rockin’ the shit out of that place for the next 10 minutes!! I would’ve given a good amount of money to have been able to take pictures or video inside the boite that night. The place was going nuts when Bia ended her show and the lights then came back on. Few minutes later she returned after changing back into her L’uomo uniform and she immediately came back over to me again. “Wow” was all I could really muster up to say to her. I told her she was absolutely amazing. I asked her if she would be working tomorrow (Sunday) and she replied, no . Damn, I thought to myself, what about Monday? To that she said Si, okay, I now know where I’m going to be before leaving for the airport on Monday.

About 6 shots and multiple beers later we’re leaving L’uomo and looking to cause trouble at Help. I’m pretty beat and mildly intoxicated now so I say to V that we’ll hit Help but how about a 2am cutoff time, he gives me a smirk and says something to the effect of “yea, ok.” I don’t really remember all that much from this night at Help except that the talent level wasn’t as high as on the previous Thursday night. Again, Catalina was there and again when I left she was still there. I think we finally bailed out at about 3am and crashed hard that night.

Day 10 Sunday October 25, 2009

Partly sunny but still not a beach day. This would be our last full day in Rio. Began it nursing one helluva hangover due to the Jack Daniels overload on Saturday night. Finally made our way out of the apartment and over to the office at about 4pm. Don, Ken and a couple other out of towner friends were there as well. Two really great guys. Ken of course has the brilliant idea of going to L’uomo again and of course, who are we to disagree. Ken also makes a reservation for the 4 of us at Porcao’s flamengo location for 8:30pm. Since our first trip to Porcao the previous Monday, V & I swore to return before leaving Rio.

We all get over to L’uomo about 5pm or so and into the boite. The ratio is about 6 guys, 5 of them being us and about 20 gals, wow. Nice thing about Sundays at L’uomo is that the girls also can wear whatever they choose on Sunday’s as opposed to their usual uniform bikini’s, which I still enjoyed. Soon after we arrived I would be doing my first repeat of the trip when Daiana arrived wearing a beautiful red bikini and shaking her amazing ass in front of the mirror. In all our trips to L’uomo I believe Daiana was there every time except for one and I didn’t see her session with any other people. Not sure what the reason behind this was because I mean, she’s freakin’ gorgeous and she markets herself dancing very well, but maybe it’s because she doesn’t really approach the guys, I have no clue.

I make my way over to her on the couch and ask to sit down. I offer her a drink and she refuses and snuggles up beside me. There’s not much communication going on due to the language barrier but I’m enjoying my time caressing this nubile beauty. Time is ticking toward our reservation at Porcao and I decide to pull the trigger with Daiana and head to a cabine. She does a wonderful strip show in the “Japanese” cabine and we have a passionate 40 minute session. Two of the four of us wind up sessioning and then we head to Porcao to indulge in the meat. After another amazing dinner I head back to the apartment about 10:30p to catch the rest of the baseball game and V heads out for coffee with one of the new friends we met.

Day 11 Monday October 26, 2009

Last day in paradise and again it's mostly cloudy unfortunately. We head over to the Amerioca office and make our arrangements for departure. We'll meet back at the office at 4pm with our bags then head over to L'uomo for our final goodbyes. The feeling is somber as I try to pack everything from the past 10 days into my bags and do a little cleaning of the apartment. Finally at about 3:45p we head back over to the office for the final time towing our bags. We say our goodbyes to the guys who've guided us through the trip (Don & Ken) and then we're on our way back to L'uomo. Back into the boite and the gal I was hoping to see was there in all her glory. It didn't take Bia long to come over and greet me with a nice deep kiss and soon we're enjoying a drink and tons of caressing. Being that we had our driver picking us up at 6:30p to drop us at the airport there isn't much time for dillydallying. About 5:15 we head back for one last session and wow, what a memorable last session it was.

I gave Bia a gift of which she absolutely loved and was so excited to receive that it really made me feel great to see her reaction. In the US apparently what we would pay for a Doc Johnson velvet pocket rocket is on average $12, but in Rio they're very hard to come by and run about $R70- $R80 or $35-$40 USD. It was money well spent as was apparent by the huge smile on Bia's face (http://www.drugstore.com/products/prod.asp?pid=221218&catid=89400). We wrap up our rendezvous and head back out to the boite. There's only about 20 minutes left before our ride arrives and V and I decide to say our goodbyes to L’uomo and lovely ladies of Brazil, until next time!

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Some final thoughts on the trip:

If you’ve read this much I appreciate you hanging in there. I know a lot of it was repetitive and not “off the wall” exciting but it’s the way my friend and I experienced it. We had so many more things on our to do list that we never got to, just basic things like going to Ipanema beach sight seeing, going to termas’ Centaurus, Monte Carlo, 65, hitting the balcony bar and numerous other things. However, we still had a f’n ball. As a first timer I would also highly suggest using the services of Don & Ken at Amerioca.net. They were great guys to deal with and full of pertinent information.

Finances: With the USD taking a beating in the past few months (watching the rate fall daily from about R2.25 when we booked until we arrived was painful) the money we exchanged at the cambio was at a rate of 1.75:1.00 even though the official rate during our stay was in the 1.69/1.70 range. I exchanged a total of $2500USD equivalent to $R4375. Between that spending money and the $1500 between airfare and apartment my total for the 10 days was just about $4000USD give or take a couple hundred. Not bad for 10 days but as I said we didn’t really “go balls out” seeing two or more girls a day, I could see how this figure easily could have gone much higher.

Safety: At no time during the entire trip did I really feel unsafe. Most walking was done as a pair anyway so that may have had something to do with it, I’m guessing that single travelers are targeted more frequently. Couple times we walked from our apartment on Rua Sousa Lima the 3 blocks to Help at about 12:30am and didn’t encounter any problems. Leaving Help though we always jumped in a cab from the street in front of the club for the short ride back to the apartment, also, the taxi drivers didn’t seem to mind. The most irritating thing about walking around Rio is the little rats approaching and begging. Why is it that every time we were approached it was always me and not my wingman that attracted the little bastards? Lol. Anyway, I never wavered in not giving out any hand outs to them. Lastly, we were warned about the shit slingers, little bastards that put crap on your shoes then stop you to clean it off, luckily we didn’t encounter any of these punks either.


In closing, I’ve been bitten by the Rio bug and will definitely be returning in the near future. Ahhh, if it wasn’t for that god awful long ass flight!

SK

You got "Bia-ized"!!! She is a fuck and a half, and is completely cool with guys sessioning with whomever they want, unlike some other L girls (such as Lola).

Sounds like you fell in love with L'uomo. It's still me "Cheers." I love almost all the termas, but have a special place in my heart for L'uomo, and I thought there was an very strong group of girls there this past week. Bia definitely knows what to do with a vibrator. She was constantly stealing mine and giving herself an orgasm right in the boite. Cassandra (tallish, long-haired morena) ended up with mine. I lose a minimum of one per trip.

Again, great report, and I'm certain you'll be back. It's a bit like the old Lays potato chip ad: "Betcha can't eat just one."

SK,

Thanks for the report. My first trip to Rio was in May 2002 (I was 41 at the time), and I moved to Brazil permanently in May 2003.

BD,

I was definitely "Bia-ized", what an incredible soul she is, truly one of the great girls in the business and I'd love to see her again on a return trip. I'll bring a few vibrators with me next time.

Bluestraveller,

Haha, now that's whirlwind!! While I don't see myself moving anytime soon you can never count out the future.

Again, I want to thank everyone from CH who provided so much information in other trip reports. It's because of people like yourselves that others are able to "break out of their shell" to try and immensely enjoy something completely out of their comfort zone. You guys are the pioneers!!

All the best boys and be safe!

SK

I can't believe Jag didn't take you to VM!

Next trip make sure to check out the sex apartments in Centro bro, especially with the dollar being so weak.

He offered Inf, just wasn't my cup of tea this trip, maybe next time if we're in town at the same time.

Special K,

Although I offered to take you to Vila Mimosa, there was no way I was going near the place with all the shooting going on in the surrounding favelas. Maybe next year.

When I saw your report, I didn't believe my eyes. After all, you told me you were a "lurker" so I never expected to see anything posted. It's a great report that truly captures the excitement you two experienced on your first trip to Rio. I hope you continue to write and join in on the South American chat forum. We need some new blood over there.

Jag

Jag,

I just needed something to post about. Lol. Thanks again for all your assistance and looking forward to crossing paths in the future!

SK

Special K-

Nice report. I enjoyed reading it and glad to know you had a good time.

Thanks much Tonyels, I enjoyed reliving it!!