I have always seemed to prefer mountains over beaches. But after visiting the ever so popular Copacabana
and Impanema beaches…I must say that lounging around on at a beach is not all
that bad. There was an uncountable
amount of bodies here; baking their skin to various shades of brown and in some
cases, red as they lay sprawled out on the beach.
Sitting here on my temporary piece of real estate, I was
quick to notice something extraordinarily beautiful in Copacabana that I have
never remembered seeing or perhaps never noticed before on any other beach. It was that every female seemed to be wearing
a bikini no matter the age, waist or cup size.
From beached whales to grandmas in g-strings who were almost ready to
tag and bag…they were all enjoying the beach to the fullest.
I will not go into detail about the plethora of male Speedos
being worn by men of all shapes and sizes - which continues to be truly hard
for me to digest. It looks as if they
are just walking around in a skimpy pair of underwear. It is even more amusing when they are wearing
the Speedo in combination with a t-shirt and tennis shoes. Too bad I cannot temporarily loan them my
eyes so that they can see what the mirror doesn’t show them.On the beach I hesitantly but clearly needed to take off my shirt - not just because I was the only one wearing one – which is usually the case, but because it was a first step toward a feeble attempt to one day put an end to the unsaid “Powder” thoughts by others (A film from 1995).
With a list of place to see and things to do while here in
Rio for the next 12+ days…I am going to be busy.
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