Brazilian Women of Fortaleza - Day 2

The next day we got up around noon and headed to the beach at Praia do Futoro. We went to a beachside cafe called Chico de Caranguejo. Now this place has beach parties, but you will need to check which day and time is best as it changes frequently. We had a little something to eat and sucked down cervaja (beer) and Caipirinhas and checked out the sites. We saw a tall, slim Asian-Indian looking Brazilian girl who was off the charts. Pics do not do her justice – she was a bonafide star. We called her over, but found that she was unavailable as an older Dutch guy beat us to the punch (we would see her again later). .

So we decided to play a little paddleball, and I must admit Andre kind of sucks, when out of nowhere, this girl (Erikka) interrupts and tells me she can do better. Figuring she is a veteran since she is from a beach town, Andre quickly steps aside and yielded his paddle. The funny thing is she was talking all this shit about how good she was, and was hitting the ball in the water and all over the place, which led me to believe that her interrupting our game was a just a pick up line – hmmm?

As luck, or fate I like to say, would have it, she had a friend (Ivana) with her who was pounding beer, but we didn't think anything of it. Following a little more paddleball, the girls asked us if we could give them a ride back to their place which was somewhere in town, in the general direction of the hotel. We agreed and no more than 5 minutes after getting in the cab, the girls asked if they could come back to our hotel with us for a while before heading back to their apartment!! We gladly accepted and headed back to the hotel. Once back at the hotel, Ivana took over as bartender, making everyone drink, whether you wanted to or not. Of course we appreciated that. We proceeded to drink for quite a while and came to the conclusion that this chick was quite the lush – a very fun lush. Now this part is great, after taking care of business the first time back in our respective hotel rooms, we had a couple more drinks and the girls were ready to go again. I couldn't believe it. That! was an awesome day. We were picked up by two local Brazilian girls on our second day in Fortaleza! When does that kind of shit ever happen back in the states? I love this country! .

After sleeping for a couple of hours, we awoke in time for Alo Brasil. We went to get something quick to eat. I had a sandwich, called the “American”, which I have had many times throughout our trip. It has steak, ham, eggs & cheese and is almost always very good. The question we asked ourselves was “why don't we have these in America ?” Anyway, sorry about the tangent – back to the action.

Before heading over to Alo Brasil, we rode around just taking in the sites and girl watching.

Alo Brasil is pretty cool. The way it works is, you have a number over your table that corresponds to the telephone on your table. If you see a girl you like, call her (or sometimes they will call you). The problems is you better speak Portuguese or Spanish. That said, we never went home alone. One girl threw napkins at me to get my attention. Later, we get lucky again (imagine that) and head back to the hotel to heighten the fun. Like all of our parties, which are the off the proverbial chart, this one was no exception. The girls frolicked around, bouncing here and there and enjoyed the fiesta. [One girl even stuck a prosthetic member to the balcony window and … (well you have to see this on a video clip or DVD). Shit was kinda hot!