Emergency cash for Aristhotle
In a perfect world the US Consulate would understand the primacy of happiness and have a compassionate hookers cash advance or voucher facility (limited to three pops or Real 500 daily) rather than wasting a trillion dollars a year on weapons in losing wars. But failing that, your card and its magnetic strip should work in most ATM machines in business districts or good suburbs (as opposed to Copa), and failing that grab your passport and get a cash advance and suck up the fees. Visa Signature has a concierge service that can usually get you a replacement card in 24 hours or emergency cash. Not sure if AMEX still has such a service, they seem a hollowed out and fucked up company (that few merchants want to accept) run from third world call centers.
Failing that, open a bank account locally with a real bank (such as Ita Unibanco) and get money wired in from your home country. Or have some friends. Or all of the above.
You can never have enough backup cards (only take one or two on person) or fast and easy to use wire services, all of which needs to be in place before you travel. And always make sure you store your login stuff in a secure, encrypted container like Bestcrypt or better still, a secure hardware device and assume you will lose your device (s).
AR art and science of natural erections, living in Brazll and not being a sucker
Passive income (meaning not selling labor) is good, in fact selling labor without value capture sharing is bad, and 99% of W2's are fucked over with a conga line of looters with their hands out. Same with real estate and air travel where all sorts of bogus fees and charges are levied. However, you can work remotely if you are a knowledge worker.
Secondly, few people take into account the P & L of working, such as overpriced real estate near workplace, overpriced food, near workplace having to pay top dollar for travel because are slotted into somebody else's timetable that bunches people into expensive and chaotic travel time windows, cost of commuting, risk of being summarily fired / retrenched that has loss of income and other financial hits, and finally high risk of pension funds being stolen (such as Worldcom, Xerox, IBM etc). And the cost of health insurance that in the USA is bullshit and creates its own risk of having to fight to get them to pay and second class care they reluctantly dole out. Social security is a Ponzi scheme paying out in devalued dollars and is bankrupt.
Add all that up (including unrealized but imputed risk / costs), then deduct that long list from NET pay.
That is the cost / benefit analysis of being a wage slave. 99% of people do not do this, and few still realize it is hand to mouth or even a loss maker when all the inputs are priced. Compound interest and long the legal use of capital gains loopholes to effectively never pay tax, which is what the wealthy do and are fully supported by both political parties (paid for and controlled by money) that are bipartisan on dumping the tax burden on W2's and the masses or national debt that can never be re-paid except stealth inflation or devaluation.
As to to Brazil, as I have written many times, it's about balance. Brazil does not imply being a depraved sex tourist living in dark fuck hutches rutting like barnyard animals, aka the "nutted out" syndrome, being jaded. It needs to be mixed with improving your physical, intellectual, social and emotional life. You can skill up. Workout and get buff. Learn languages (such as computer languages or spoken languages). Learn musical instruments, join a band, take lessons, volunteer, make friends (there are tons of educated, English speaking Brazilians, just not in Copa). Think of it as having vegetables and other things with the meal, including wine and other people and nice surroundings. Not just steak on a plate with nothing else 3 times a day. Sex is largely in the mind and all the excitement, anticipation and variations.
Lastly, pay attention to physical health and your vascular health. Without it your brain physically suffers (and loss of happiness) and the ability to have naturally occurring fast acting and strong hard erections fails. I work out every day, weights, intensive cardio etc. I have a large dick; without excellent health it will not work. Taking tablets may fill it with blood, but it is the brain chemistry where the magic happens and controls the sex drive. Many punters complain of dead dick, involuntarily hard but not excited and wondering why they cannot cum. That's viagra for you. Cheating only gets you so far. Being a sexual athlete means trying hard to be one with ALL of your body. Strong cardio means I am often horny thanks to good health and stuff works. Being overweight, unfit, smoking, alcohol and lack of sleep detract from performance. The refractory period is a critical factor wholly dependent on health. That is what will limit your fun in Rio; not the places, not the girls. It's like a flagfall you need to keep in mind. Spend it carefully and eke it out.
I am able to give the girls a solid effort for over an hour, not a 3 minute huff and puff, and there is nothing like kissing a 18-20 year old and looking at her eyes as her pussy or ass are reamed out and watching them start getting turned on. That means patience and not trying to emulate a porno movie. You have time; use it; take breaks rather than being goal orientated; and enjoy the ride as long as you can. I've still got the girl from the other day, she got horny sucking me, and I could feel her pussy all hot and wet and her humping my leg as she sucked. Without a word I took charge, put her down into missionary, legs over my shoulders and straight in. She sighed and smiled. About 10 minutes later she came. I could feel her contract and flood of pussy juices. It was not the last time either. I came like freight train, tingling, face flushed, deep groin contractions from my butt muscles to upper chest. As it should be. All on a beautiful bed with nice linen and mosquito net canopy and seeing the ocean from the hills of Joa (paying interior designers was worth it).
That's why she sings to herself and is so happy, she feels safe and fulfilled. That's when the "mini-GF" magic starts. Lunch was a char grilled lamb burger with a feta salad and pinot (from the south) listening to Madonna she loves. I'm reading several books and she comes over and blows me or at least checks to see if I need it. Life is good.
