Where the boys are

It was that time of year again. Sudden hot sweats, mood swings, shortness of breath and a desperate need to get away from it all… even if I’d just come back from being away from it all. I’m afraid the thought of the Rio Carnival happening without me there to record this spectacular event just doesn’t bear thinking about. I’m like a homo… sorry… homing pigeon when it comes to this fabulous event… I just want to return again and again. I could burst into sonnets about the wonders that await should you ever decide to go, I might talk rapturously about the 4-days of non-stop hedonism but… I don’t know any sonnets and I let my camera capture those luscious boys that look superb, dress like the most magical creatures on earth… and who are just so completely sexually beguiling.
This enchanted event is one that sits at the top of the list of things to see and experience… before you die.
Make a date in your diary now for next year 13th February 2010… and I’ll see you there.


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