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I am not strictly a beach person, but I do love the relaxed beach city culture, and the clean horizon.

Isn't it amazing the amount of sauna boys you have in RJ, in contrast to SP?

Our common friend tells me that you never went to a room there. There are no lights in the rooms, and he got fleas.

Some of the boys mentioned this place and another sauna I cannot remember, also in the same areas.

If you are interested, I just published a report on Boite Casa Grande. https://sopla.substack.com/p/down-and-dirty-at-boite-casa-grande

I would not use PIX, just to avoid the stream of requests for 50 Riais you would have if they know you have access to that platform.

Yesterday I was in a gathering in Copacabana where a veteran told me that Trilingual is now living in a house for the elderly in Kansas. Clayton, his Brazilian husband, is living in Florida, patiently waiting for Trilingual to pass and cash his benefits.

The veteran GP passed me some bug. He would not stop coughing the day we met, and I blamed into his tobacco habit. However, today I got a slight fever and my throat feels raspy. I took some pills and a nap, and the fever was gone. But I am still coughing and my throat is shitty. But of course, that would not deter me from going to Point on a Wednesday. The GPs offer was disappointed compared to the two previous weeks, but I was happy to meet my mentor @numazu after several years disconnected. I will stay in my base tomorrow to finish my recovering.

He has a boyfriend?!?!? Or a therapeutic aide?

Last Friday I forgot about Meio Mundo! Fortunately not because of my decaying brain (I hope) but because my two regulars have been keeping me entertained with love and drama. A friend went and told me the night over there was not good. So, apparently, Mondays and Fridays, which are supposed to be the top nights in this establishment, nevertheless suck. I do not feel motivated to return to Centro. I am firing my regular #1. He came up with the story of his geladeira being burnt by the power shortages. Now, this could be a believable story in Rio if it was not the second time it happened when I am here. The pattern was exactly the same. He delivered a spectacular night of sex (way better than his usual performance), then the following day all his stuff goes rotten because his geladeira went dead during the night (yes, his stuff rottens at extra speed), he sends me fotos of his dead geladeira and its content, and a screenshot with prices for new ones. And the ice on the cake, when he sees that I am not buying into his manipulation, he sends me a selfie of him in tears. He does not know it yet, but he is fired. I am promoting my number #2, who came in yesterday and as usual was amazing, into me all the time we spent together. So now he is my only regular, as the other candidate I found in Point did not meet the expectations. Last night was the second expedition to Casa Grande, the place in Bangu. The temperature was higher and the atmosphere was noticeable better. Many boys, many, and several of them very aggressive and insistent. Unfortunately I did not find a match to go to the cabins, but I made contact with the guys I had seen the previous week, and then on Monday at Meio Mundo, and who had me drooling. He came over to my place today. When he sent me his ID to get his clearance done at the reception, I found out he is 41 YEARS OLD!!!! He was my first +40 in more than 3 decades. I knew he was only ativo, so we agreed in an oral sex session. The sex was not good, he came after five minutes while I was sucking his nipples. However, he is so likable that I would hire him again.

Or grandpa?

Cuando me hacen buenas preguntas por privado, respondo con gusto. Cuando me preguntan cosas sobre la que yo y otros hemos escrito hasta el hartazgo, trato de ser amable pero siempre fracaso.

I will not go. I asked my bf#1 for his input. He told me that in the house lives a group of boys known as the "baianos". According to my boy, they plot to take advantage of clients. Plus, when we watched their iG, he told me that all the boys I would hire also go to Point. Therefore, I do not see the point in going to their burrow to deal with then as a group, when I can fuck each individually in a safe Copacabana cabin. We went to Point last night, and I think I have met my bf#3. It is too soon to tell, this may be wishful thinking. Today I got the cleaning lady in my place. When she left, I found all my condoms, lubes, and viagras nicely organized, classified, and piled up in the night table. Remember, we are talking about a 4 months supply, as my journey just started. Yes, I am shy @floridarob. I felt ashamed. Just a little.

They seem to have a special event on Saturdays. I will talk to your friend, perhaps we have an expedition together. It is very close for me, and in an area that I love, nature over there is impressive.

No! I've been in the area before but did not know about this place. Interesting. Thank you for the tip! I may go one Saturday.

I wonder whether we all understand how street smart and sophisticated a GP's radar is. They read body language and demeanor at an out of the charts proficiency level.

Just be patient and wait until an Uber driver takes your ride. As I reported, I had to wait but I did get my Uber rides.

Last night I had a first approach to the infamous Bangu sauna. The place looks filthy and falling in pieces (much worst than any other similar establishment I've been to), and I LOVED IT. The boys I saw were mostly favela hotties, from thin to soccer athletic perfect bodies, and all very nice and friendly. I did not perceive any dangers. Unfortunately it was rainy and cold. The friend who went with me told me that usually there are three times the boys we had last night. I would say that perhaps there were 15 boys available, all of them over dressed because of the cold weather. We were also uncomfortably cold, so we left after about 90 minutes. I did not explore the rooms areas and stayed the entire time at the main floor, a wide and open space with a bar, a kitchen, tables, chairs, a pool table, and a pool. I liked the boys' approaching style. They were not at al aggressive as their colleagues at 202 and 117. They would look for making eyes contact and would only approach if you sustained their sight. Some of them were extremely tempting. I talked to one of them who also was a top, and I also liked that once it was clear we were not a match, he did not keep insisting on negotiating a programa as they do inmate other saunas. One con I could see is traveling there in Uber. Two drivers canceled when I was trying to go there, three when I was trying to leave. The issue is that the establishment is right at the boundary of a favela with bad fame, and sometimes the drivers avoid the area. I liked a lot the atmosphere and several of the boys and will be back with better weather. Once I complete a full visit, I will write a full report.

https://ilikepinga.com/2020/12/01/abrico-beach/

I know. I am not a fan.

I started my slow traveling experience in Rio. I am here since last Monday. As my priority this time is not the saunas, I rented an apartment in Recreio dos Bandeirantes, with a nice beachfront balcony. I cannot recommend this neighborhood more for those looking for tranquility. It is far away from the Copa and Ipanema party and overcrowded atmosphere. Even better, my rent is in the strip between Posto 12 and Pedra da Macumba, where the main avenue runs one block away from the beach. The front of the building opens to the Avenue, the back opens to a ciclovia with no cars traffic. It is an area full of surfers with a neo hippie vive, and plenty of small cafes and bars, and everything much more affordable than the most popular and touristic areas. Of course, if you are looking to spend your time in Point, 117 and Meio Mundo, you will have more than one hour of Uber to get to your destination, and then to return. You can improve this time a little by avoiding the worst of rush traffic and taking your Uber to Jardim Oceanico and then the metro, but I have not yet tried this trick. The one sauna that is closer is Casa Grande Boite, the infamous Bangu's place, but it would also be a 45' ride. In general, this week seemed to be plenty of garotos in the saunas, with a shortage of clients. I visited 117 last Tuesday and got a OK programa. I will not go again in this trip, when I was close it was OK visiting even if I am not a fan, but now it is definitely not worthy the long trip. On Wednesday I went to 202 and, as usual, had an amazing time, with a programa who still has me mouthwatering. I could have hire more than one garoto, the ambience was generous. I went again yesterday, Friday, but for a birthday party. Thank you for the contact, @floridarob, I had a great time with your friends. On Wednesday, when I was resuscitating after my programa, I made acquaintance with a local client. When I told him that I was planning to go to Bangu, he opened his eyes like two fried eggs, and recommended me not to go by myself. Then, on Thursday at my place, I was hanging out with one of my regulars. When I asked him about the place, he commented that it was full of "bandidinhos" with their ankle trackers on. But of course, I do like bandidinhos. Fortunately, our friend @floridarob provided me with the connections to find a partner for the expedition. This partner, an expat, loves the place. So I will share my impressions after our expedition tomorrow, but it seems it may be so good that Point may have competition as the number one on my heart. I will be in Rio until September 4th. Do not expect detailed reports as in the past, but I will share some info now and then. If anyone is around, hit me up with a DM.

Right now it is the low season, I think. I arrived about 7 to 117 last Tue and to Point on Wed, and I found plenty of seating available. The best part is that there is no shortage of boys, but of clients.

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