Well, we made it. Please excuse any typos, spelling errors, grammar mistakes, or poor sentence structure, as I’m typing this up on about three hours of sleep. Carnival was nothing as I imagined. For one thing, it’s highly organized. The twelve districts of Rio de Janeiro compete to see which can mobilize and choreograph the better parade, including floats, dancers, singers, and myriad marchers. There must have been thousands in each parade, which are spread out over two consecutive nights. We managed to stay for the first four full parades of the second night, leaving the Sambadrome Marquês de Sapucaí only well into parade five and after a soaking rain that began halfway through parade three and which lasted through all of parade four. But by 5:00 A.M., we’d had it. We got back to the hotel just before 6:00 A.M. and slept the sleep of the dead until 9:45 A.M.
Because of the rains, I was only able to photograph the first two parades extensively, and only part of parade three. The following photographs should whet your appetite until I can get some more ready for a later blog entry:




























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Doug, your photographs are amazing!!!! Looking forward to reading about your cruise . . . I looked at it myself and was sorely tempted to join you!!!
Well, darn, Adell. What a shame. It would have been great having you on the cruise with us. We’ll have to do a joint one some time in the future.
Sounds like a terrific idea, Doug! Next year I’ll enter the ranks of the happily retired folks and I plan to do a lot of travel (including cruises)!
Oh, will you LOVE retirement. Don’t know how I managed to last this long without it.
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