The Olympics and my Beautiful City

I have to admit when I heard that Rio de Janeiro had been awarded the 2016 Olympic Games.

I felt like they did...



And I just wished I was there. Because I love Brazil and I LOVE Rio.

When I was 15-years-old, and I visited my father who was was posted in Sao Paulo, I paid about $100 to a samba school to dance in the Carnaval parade...dressed up as a playing card.

And it was a totally awesome experience. We didn't come on until three in the morning. And when the sun was coming up over Copacabana Beach the parade was still going on.

And besides how can you not love such a beautiful multi-coloured country where the word "brincar" has two meanings? If a child says it, it means play with your toys. If an adult says it, it means...um.... play with your partner. Golly. Or NOSSA as they say there.

And remember I hadn't met Sébastien yet...

So when I read how badly the Americans were reacting to their loss. And how the crazed right-wingers were blaming Obama.

All I could think was how pathetic. Get a life. It's not all about YOU. Does America have its head up its ass or what?

The countries of South America have never had an Olympics. They deserve it. And tonight ALL of them are cheering Brazil.

And so am I. Here's to the wonderfully warm and sexy people of that country. Here's to the Cidade Maravilhosa...Beautiful City.

Let the party begin !!!



Hmmm...I think I know where I am going to be in 2016.

Have a great weekend everyone!!!