Not that it isn’t fun.
It is.
But Carnival in Rio de Janeiro is, as most people know, a frenetic, energy-packed
event.
There
are literary tens of thousands of performers in the fourteen samba schools of
the first category.
And the
city is blessed with hundreds of thousands of visitors who come to share in the
fun. Some nine hundred thousand at this year’s count.
All
that dancing and singing is hard work – and arouses a mighty thirst on the part
of participants and spectators alike. Some few drink water. But this is
Carnival in Rio we’re talking about, the biggest party on the face of the
earth. And what's a party without booze? So most opt for stronger stuff.
Wisely.
You can’t drink cachaça, vodka, or whisky, for five days and nights running – not
it you hope to survive until Ash Wednesday.
So the
drink of choice is beer. And beer, as everyone knows, has a way of making its
way quickly from the mouth to the bladder, thereby creating a problem that’s
getting worse from year-to-year, and one that the city fathers are struggling
mightily to solve.
The wealthier classes, as is usually the case in Brazil, are privileged. If they come to see the
samba schools perform, they generally do it from one of the expensive mesas da pista, tables in enclosed areas
right next to the action where there is excellent service and where there are
many facilities for the deposit of used beer, both receptacles it originally
came in and the liquid that resulted from the drinking of it.
Or
they watch from one of the camarotes,
boxes generally hired by corporations for the use of their senior executives
and clients and amply serviced in the same regard.
But
the great mass of people bring their own beer, or buy it from vendors who move
through the stands selling cans of the stuff. And, for toilets, they depend on
the public facilities.
The
discarded cans aren’t as much of a problem as you might think. They’re quickly
carried away by informal recyclers, who collect them and deliver them to
compacting facilities. It’s a quick way for them to earn a Real or two,
because, this year, those cans added up to a total weight of more than six hundred tons…
…more than
half the weight of Rio’s famous statue of Christ the Redeemer.
The
Big Problem is the chemical toilets. There
were more, this year, than ever before, but there still weren't enough of them.
Result:
a total of eight hundred and eight people were arrested on a charge of
urinating in public. The total includes sixty-seven women. And those numbers
reflect only the very few who were actually caught
doing it.
The
stench, in the area of the parades, persists for days thereafter and long-term
residents of the area are not pleased.
A word
of advice: if you plan on attending Carnival in Rio, make sure you reserve one
of those mesas da pista.
Leighton - Monday
Ooooh, I was sold on the glamour and fun, and hadn't thought of the downsides at all. I suppose that's the case at the other intervals as well (Bahia)?
ReplyDeleteSorry, I meant carnivals, not intervals. Must be drinking all that beer...
ReplyDeleteI guess this is what's called a "kiss and smell" tale. Love the photos...make me homesick for Mykonos:)
ReplyDeleteQue vergonha isso me traz.... Odeio o carnaval mais do que tudo, queria que ele fosse apagado da história do meu Brasil...
ReplyDeleteWhat a shame it causes to me... I hate carnival more than anything, I wanted it to be erased from mine Brazil's history....
Wallace B. Souza