The Mrs and I arrived Rio from Salvador after a long day of travel, expecting quiet repose in our hotel for the evening. The streets were blocked and we walked to final blocks to Copacabana. We were greeted with the LGBT Rio 2012 17th annual parade. Wow. Our room wasn’t ready, so why not join the festivities.
Later I went up to the hotel roof and a vacuous American had the line of the night, “They can’t all be gaaay peee-ple.” Indeed, the whole city seemed to turn out for hedonistic revelry.
And here I was thinking Brazil was a mite dull after a couple so-so days in Salvador. Reminds me of my high school Chinese teacher telling of how she as a child, and her family,fleeing the communist victors in the Chinese civil war, arrived in Brazil during Carnival, not knowing a word of Portuguese or about the culture, thinking this was how Cariocas lived every day.