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Who cares about where you are or what you're doing?
Well you do I guess.......
Its been a hell of a month.
Disappointment,
Dear John emails and new friends......
Silly thoughts.
I guess that we can all think that the immediate here and now is more important than the world going on around us.
Everyone is human I guess.
No "Get Gone" in this post though.

Rio seems a long time ago but its less than a week since I got back to the UK.
There are so many images and bits and pieces bouncing around my head about the place.

RIO is immersed in body culture. Young and old, short and tall spend their days at the beach playing, swimming, preening.

I asked colleagues if the skin cancer/sun damage message had any resonance here and they seemed to believe it did. I find that hard to believe as the folks on the beach were soaking up the sun as if it was forecasting to rain from tomorrow until the end of the year.

Rather than the "slap it on and cover up" message which bombarded me in Australia, it was more like "show as much flesh as possible" whether riding a bike, jogging or crashed out on the beach. In many of my meetings I noticed the obvious signs of sun damage on wrinkled necks and faces. That healthy tan sure has some payback down the line.

Another curious thing :

People had a tendency to have pictures on their security badges which were 10 years out of date. Vanity for a picture I get, but having something around your neck which clearly doesn't match the living portrait seems strange.

Why are you wearing a picture of your kid brother or sister?

Filling in for them today?

I certainly found it jarring.

Over all the place is frenetic and buzzing. By all reports its pretty dangerous but I had no agro or trouble even though I strayed into some decidedly dodgy bars worse for wear in the wee hours.
Being a gringo in Rio attracts attention as it usually signifies a fat wallet to be harvested. I don't know why but I seemed to escape the attentions of people wanting to do me harm.
In contrast to other places I've been I felt no dangerous vibes and consequently didn't feel or act frightened and thus presented a troublesome mark in a target rich environment.

Or maybe I was just lucky.


There were a million other impressions of the place but my brain has already moved on and I'm very much back in UK mode. Probably best in the future to post things that strike me as and when they happen though that can lead to many an ill considered diatribe. A belly full of booze and a pinch of angst can make one say the silliest things.

These are the last pics of Rio.
Hope you like em.



That's me...god help me mom reads this blog. (Kidding)

The title of this post refers to the fact that many visitors arrive here via Google, searching key words that appear somewhere in this blog and are indexed in the Google machine When they get here, its pretty different to what they're expecting! Words like "flesh" or "sauna" in a search can lead them to my pics and prose! Just putting the word "porn" in this post will probably result in a ton of hits and disappointed punters. When I track back via the site meter I can get quite a shock believe me.

The funny thing is some of these referrals come back again and again as they've bookmarked the blog.

Welcome in from the porn search and stay a while!

Love to all

T