Rio de Janeiro

Before I ever tried the drug Ecstasy a friend warned me, “If you never tried it then don’t… that way you never no what you’re missing.” I wish someone had given me a similiar warning before my first trip to “The Wonderful City.”

I remember on the plane ride down on my first trip to Rio de Janeiro I met a couple guys from Canada. They had been there 12 years in a row. I remember thinking “can’t these guys think of somewhere else to go?” Then I got there. Rio is the kind of place that makes every other place you imagine going to seem dull and lifeless. Those who have been there know. Those who haven’t are lucky that they don’t realize what life offers.

Me and a friend of mine often joke about the possibility of marriage one day. Our answer “If by chance the city of Rio de Janeiro got washed under water by a melting glacier and no longer existed… then maybe we would contemplate the idea of one day finding a girl and settling down. But as long as Rio is on the map, that thought is just not a possibility.”

I mean come on. Rio is packed… I mean a sick 5-1 ratio of girls to guys…. with sexy bubble assed beauties whose sole purpose in life is to have fun on the beach. That must be what they’re there for because thats all they seem to be doing. The bars and clubs are fantastic. The food is out of this world…. I’m missing it more than ever.. and with business picking up in the states no chance to head down for awhile.So I’m giving all of you readers out there the tip that I never got. Don’t go! Stay far away! Pretend that the place doesn’t exist. Close your ears when people talk about it. If from time to time I’m tempted to write a post about its wonders.. Don’t read it!

Trust me, you’re life will be easier and more manageable if you never experience it.