I can't get that Duran Duran song out of my head since Pops got back from Rio. He wasn't impressed with carnival (too santised, not nearly enough nudity, and couldn't get a close enough view - seemed to me he was a bit disappointed that he couldn't tell if the women had bare breasts). However, between sunburnings (its quite close to the equator down there and the sun is somewhat higher in the sky but in the quest for a suntan he kept not taking the advice of ladies in the chemists by not buying a high enough factor) he seemed to enjoy the beach, watching the vendors plying their wares - sarongs, hammocks, sunglasses, drinks, shrimps on sticks and stuff. And the obligatory pic of Rio's statue of Jesus, I liked the fact a cloud was passing over at the time.
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