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I have said it before and I suppose I am about to say it again. My long standing advice to myself is to keep moving. I have been in a lot of dangerous places all over the world and keep moving has worked for me. Moving is easier if the goal is the journey not the destination. But, it still can be applied with reasonable care of one's surroundings and the purpose of the trip. I once delivered a plane to the Philadelphia area. The buyer was a VW dealer. He paid me in cash and handed me to a guy who took me to PHL in an old pick up truck. Throughout I was worried that I was being setup for a robbery or worse but he delivered me safely to the terminal and I departed for home. Maybe I was just lucky. Maybe my keep moving worked in this case. In either event, I am still alive. Best regards, RA1

Headlines from today's NY Daily News: Brutes jump, beat 25-year-old man for his cell phone in Brooklyn Man, 28, stabbed by two men near Times Square, seriously injured Man hospitalized after being shot in the face and stomach in Queens Suspects in home invasion and sex assault at retired NYPD lieutenant's Brooklyn house charged with attempted murder So, do we boycott Brooklyn, Times Square, or Queens, and, um, Brooklyn again. Crime is everywhere. In Rio the favelas have the worst crime. I don't go there, although I did once take a guided tour, long ago. Fearing crime is one thing, being paralyzed by it is another. After all, this headline could have been someone you know, as we all risk car accidents without much thought: Man struck by car while trying to cross Brooklyn expressway, critically injured: police

Let's make it simple. If you are scared at Brazil's crime, do not go. More garotos for us. Stay in your safe USA paradise reading statistics about shit hole countries. This bitter comment is not addressed to the OP, who has all my sympathy.

Between 5% and 8% of homicides in Brasil are actually solved and someone is tried for the murder. Only 2% of robberies in Sao Paulo, I doubt most criminals have an active fear of the police.

Day 4.5: Hakuna Manhattan So this was my exchange with @floridarob, before and after I went to Manhattan Rios, the new (ish) sauna in Rio: After a relaxing dip in the Hilton pool I decided to head on over to Manhattan Rios to see what all the hubbub was about. Since it was a Monday and Club 117 was closed, I had only this sauna and Pointe 202 to choose from. I haven’t been to 202 yet, and my only experience with saunas in Rio was at 117 that one time that I met Gabriel. After asking @floridarob where to go, I immediately Ubered it to Manhattan Rios. The Uber was following the directions, but I had the same problem that other people had with getting to this place. I was dropped off at the street behind the actual street of the sauna, and had to walk through. Interesting issue but it was not too bad. I thank people in this thread for identifying the problem: I get to the main street and there was a guy in front of the supposed entrance to the sauna. “Manhattan?” I ask. He points to the door and I go in. I get my sauna key and I was in the main area. I was initially confused by the lay out. It was kind of claustrophobic. And there were some boys who were in towels, and some were hot, but most were just staring at me and not saying hi, unlike it was in 117. The bartender/bar was what I saw immediately and I ask him where the lockers and bathroom was. He leaves his post to show me where both were. I pee like a racehorse at the banheiro and then go to the locker room and I keep my clothes on and put my wallet in the locker. I see two customers come in after me and they get into their towels. Good, I wasn’t alone. The whole place felt deserted. I make my rounds and saw about 10 boys milling around. I thought 2 were hot, 6 were boys next door, and 2 were not my type. I tried to make eye contact to start a conversation but the boys were a bit shy or circumspect of my presence so we were just passing each other by. I went up to the hottest guy in the premises (so far). He was tall, muscularly lean, and obviously had a big penis, judging from the obvious bulge in front. He had delicious dark skin, and his face was young but handsome. I shake his hand and introduced myself. He told me his name was Caio. Up close he was really striking. I could make this work. I ask we he did for sex. “So ativo,” he said, only top. I asked if he could bottom for me? He rejected it violently, as if I was asking for something awful and walked away. I guess that was it for Caio. I was striking out. None of the other guys I was seeing were doing it for me. Maybe this is not the sauna for me. The sauna definitely had more “boy next door types” than not. I saw a few more super hot ones appear but at this point I was more circumspect with asking them if they could bottom. They all looked like tops to me. As I was about to turn to this next super hot guy to talk to, this other guy came out of nowhere and put a hand on my arm, to get me to stop turning and talk to him. I look at the guy. He was really handsome. He had big bright light brown eyes, the classic Italian nose, and a smile with teeth that were really bright He was really really tan, and he was wearing jeans, a detail that made him stand out from the other GPs who were in those drab white towels. His body was naturally muscular, not too worked out, a 4-pack instead of a 6. But it was those dimples, coming out with that smile, that really stood him apart. “What’s your name?” he asks, in English. I tell him, and asked him, in Portuguese, the same. “Herik,” he says. He asks the usual questions. He had a deep raspy voice, which was very interesting, and sexy. He was very engaging, and obviously very personable. A complete 180 from the cold Caio earlier. While we were talking, a lot of garotos were milling around and stepping over us in the corridor. This sauna is kind of claustrophobic, and it is hard to cruise like this in cramped quarters. But I was eager to know Herik more, and it seems he wanted to know me too. We switch between English and Portuguese, since Herik seemed to be adept in doing so, which was different from the others I’ve talked to. His GP needs came up to the surface though. He asked if I wanted to do a programa. I said maybe, playing coy. I asked him what he does in bed. He then puts a hand to his cheek to shield the view of his mouth from the others in the corridor. He then sticks out his tongue to reveal its length. Holy shit that tongue was long. We both laugh. I was sold. I didn’t even ask if he was a top or a bottom. I asked how much for his services. He said 100. I tell him to get a cabina and some condoms and lube. We head up to the room. It was an interesting room. It was dark, there was a sink, and there were mirrors in the ceiling and the walls by the bed. Old-school sleaze but it was cool and will do the job. We immediately get over the pleasantries and kiss passionately. He was possibly the best kisser I’ve encountered in Brazil, free or paid. That tongue was really doing its work. His muscles tensed up while we kissed. They felt good. He felt good. We come up for air long enough for him to get me naked. He immediately goes for my ass, and gives me the rimming of my life. Man, this guy. Words can’t describe how awesome it felt. He was going for it, almost like he was enjoying it. He took care of my cock as well, but he concentrated in rimming. After a while I get out of my reverie and notice our reflections in the mirror. My light tan skin against his dark tan created a stark contrast. His face was deeply buried in my ass. It was hot. This went on for a while. And then I managed to do my own exploring. His cock was big, as expected, and his ass tasted great as well. But he continued on his own tongue exploration. And then he asked me if he could fuck me. I said maybe. I said I was not ready. He said it didn’t matter. He wanted it. So I let him. He was gentle, and expertly managed to get me comfortable in his motions. The reflections in the mirror was hot too. Pretty soon he was about to cum. He pulls out and comes on my chest. He kisses me deeply. He asked me if I wanted to do anything. I told him I wanted to fuck him. He puts a condom on me and sits on me. He expertly gets me to cum in the condom. We get wiped down from all the mess using the sink. We talk for a while in the room before heading out. At the lockers I decide to give him 150. He thanks me and then asks if I was heading out or gonna stay for a while. I told him I had time to kill before dinner so I was gonna stay. He asks if I wanted him to stay with me. I told him he can. He leads me to the first floor bar where there were tables and chairs. There were about 4 customers with boys surrounding them. Across from us were other boys just waiting on customers. About 20% of them I could see doing a programa with. Most of them looked bored. One of the boys was Caio, the aloof top who rejected me. He still did not have a customer. I ordered beers for both of us. Herik and I talked about his life as a GP. He tells me that Manhattan is usually where he goes on Mondays, but he can be found mostly at Pointe 202, because he thinks it is a superior sauna for clients, and he thinks the whole layout was better than Manhattan. He goes to 117 on occasion, but Ponte 202 was really his beat. He says he usually just gets 1 client a night, as he hates staying in the sauna for too long. Herik then asks if he could excuse himself, and then disappears for a while to put on street clothes. A friend of Herik’s, also a GP, was with the gaggle of other GPs across from us. His name was Cristian. One of the boy next door types. He was talking to me from across the room. I invite Cristian over and ordered him a beer too. Herik comes back and was happy that I invited Cristian over. Pretty soon we were all talking and shooting the shit. There was lively music playing. The vibe at Manhattan was definitely more relaxed than 117. We spent a good part of an hour just relaxing and talking, and Herik and I making out in front of everything, with beers flowing. Pretty soon there was a show. There was a drag queen that did a song. And then three boys went onstage and began to dance. Some customers actually joined them and it was all a good time. Not a bad way to spend a Monday night in Rio. I definitely made the right decision to come to Rio one day early. It was 9:30 PM and I told Herik and Cristian I needed to go. I rescued my wallet from the locker and gave Cristian 30 reals just for being a good sport. He was grateful and asked for my Whatsapp. He really wasn’t the type I’d pay for sex, but he was a good sport, and provided some entertainment. Herik accompanies me to the counter as I pay for the night. I forgot how many beers we ordered, but the whole bill was $65. I am not sure if this was little or a lot, but I didn’t care. Herik waited with me at the counter for my Uber. He wasn’t shy. He still was making out with me even here. My Uber comes. Herik gets in with me and instructs the driver to let him out at a street that was on the way. In the car, Herik and I exchange Whastapps. After 5 minutes the Uber got to the street, Herik kisses me one last time, and gets out. Overall I think Manhattan Rios is a pretty chill sauna. The boys were fine, definitely a tier below 117, on average. The place itself was a little bit claustrophobic, but the atmosphere was pretty fun. I was eager to check out Pointe 202 though, and may not be able to have time to go back to Manhattan again this trip. I get back to the Hilton to wait for Gabriel. I’m happy to report that Gabriel is still hot, still sizzling in bed, but this time, a little bit melancholic and introspective. Definitely a departure from his usual Carioca bombast. I guess the winter is depressing for everyone, even in Rio. Next, touring Rio, and going to 117 with a free boy.

Ladies and ladies, I just received in the mail my absentee ballot. I filled it, put it in the envelops following instructions, and it is now sitting on a table waiting for me to take it to a mailbox tomorrow. This is the first time I will use my right as an American city. Fuck Trump. Voting is a must. Always. But in the next two elections it is vital that we reject ignorance and authoritarianism. If you did not do it yet, what are you waiting for?

Yes, I am a survivor. Best regards, RA1

Headlines like this one touting a deadline are misleading. What matters is the total cumulative amount of CO2 dumped into the system. And it is already too late to make that 1.5 degree threshold. Modern civilization runs on fossil carbon fuels. Switching off that to something (anything) else would be enormously expensive and painful. And that pain would be felt in every nook and cranny of our world and it would be felt now, not decades from now. Our species just is not equipped to make collective decisions that hurt like hell in the present for the sake of some distant nebulous future benefit. ------- In a more practical vein, the only political vehicle for any such effort appears to be the environmental movement which is joined at the waist with the anti-nuclear movement, not unlike Republicans with anti-abortionists and Democrats with anti-gun folks. There being no serious solution to the CO2 problem that does not have nuclear power as a central component, the climate change folks are trapped into silly, inadequate proposals that are easily attacked by folks intent on preventing their own particular ox from getting gored.

I started going to Brazil in 2002 and made 11 trips after that until 2011. Prior to my first visit, far too manyfolks here (in the States)-- friends and acquaintances would invariably say: "It's (Rio) is dangerous. I ignored their comments and followed the salient guidance given to me/us from the travelers at www.daddysreviews.com (now for the forums it's http://www.message-forum.net. Fortunately, for me, as well as for the majority of others who ventured there and wrote about their adventures-- only had positive experiences to present. In view of the current day economic situation, perhaps things have gotten out of hand, far more than in the past. I don't know, but I do know that I would take precautions in order to avoid having any undue harm come to me. I was sorry to read about one of our contributors and frequent travelers to Rio become a victim. ...am glad that his injuries were not life threatening and that he will continue to venture to "MOTHER BRASIL" and to Rio de janeiro.

I do not remember the name of this boy. He was lovely with green eyes to die for. Met him in 117.

Again, yes. These mugger kids are not stupid. They know that if they actually cut (or worse) any of their victims, that person will call 911 and go to the hospital and the hospital will then have to report it. And then the police will come out and pick up the perp (because the police are not stupid, they know who the perps are in any given neighborhood) ,and then the perp will get sent to prison. Thieves are smart. They will rob you, but not hurt you. Unless you give them unreasonable resistance. 'Lay back, and let your mind think on England.'

Very sexy summary of your visit to Manhattan sauna. I hope to meet this Erik next trip ! Any pic to share ?

Not long to go guys!

I'm sure Trump will get us on the right path ASAP.

I was in Puerto Vallarta twice earlier this year (once in January and once in February). Both Wet Dreams and Antropology are going strong. Lots of "massage" boys on Grindr and hanging out in front of their storefronts on the street. I spent a lot of time at blue chairs and green chairs... lots of friendly people. Mostly Americans and Canadians who were escaping the winter when I was there. Any specific questions, feel free to ask.

I like the boor next door type, typically more humble.....for this reason I still like Fragata in SP. Most of the times in my whoring adventures, the more average and humble the guy is , the better sex I've had...models are into themselves too much and I've had lots of mediocre sex with the best looking guys,lol

Tom would take them to dinner and have sex with them after (prob a 3-way)....they'd come away with more in the end, and forget what they were doing in the first place, lol

I just discussed PV in my last two blogs. http://15minutesmore.com/blog/2018/09/page/2 http://15minutesmore.com/blog/2018/09