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Brazilian Carnivals = The Beauty & The Beast.
Can you look in the eyes of the beauty and dare to see the beast?
The day after the Carnival you walk down the beach totally hungover bursting with anger: “All this rubbish everywhere, they are careless beasts!!!”
Your friend replies: “We are beasts, you mean?!”
You answer: “I didn’t use a straw for my 10 capirinhas”
Another Carnival just ended: 10,000,000L of beer were gulped by 500,000 foreigners and over 5,000,000 Brazilians… and that’s just the warm up.
Every globaltrotter has a dream to fest the streets of Rio de Janeiro, Salvador, Florianópolis, Olinda… in the biggest and most vivid parties in the world, in a tropical sexual paradise. Forrrrrr surrrrrrre!
Oh mama, I love Brazil- my second home! and I must say first- this is the country that should serve as a role model for its outstanding joy of life and multi-racial fascinating blend. They know how to live!
They are the number 1 happy simple people (competing with the Philippines)
After all, what this life is all about if not to have some fun right?!
Yet, something inside of me sits uncomfortably.. I must admit.
For the last 5 years, I’ve been to 3–4 Carnivals, every single time, I found myself trying to…
