A MIND COMPLETELY BITTEN BY THE SERPENT OF SEX "You may think that the Grand Tour is about politics, & culture, & art, and you would be quite right; but it is also about gambling, and drinking, and sex. Particularly sex."
I suppose most people find it disgusting and pathetic my reliance on all these whores and strippers of Europe, paying all my money to them for quick thrills, a toss, a suck, a quick —-; but I am single, like all men I produce a billion sperm a day which demand to be released somehow, so what better than to release them with various different beautiful young women while I still have the energy. I love my ex wife and will never love anyone else. I don’t go to Freud’s house as I did that in 1999, I don’t go on the Third Man tour as I did that in 1999. The Am Hof, the sewers, the doorway where Harry Lime stood with the cat at this feet, all done in 1999. But how incredible it has taken me 15 years to discover the Night Porter hotel! The houses where Kraus lived and wrote the Fackel.
It took me 15 years to discover the WSK and the Fortuna Kinos, which are now my favourite two places in Vienna and are the only real reason for keep going back! The treasures are under our noses all the time and we don’t even know it. It took me 14 years to discover the wondrous Cine ABC in Brussels and a year later it was closed down forever.
So what refinements to make next time in Vienna? Do that go sightseeing after leaving Dorint in future, BEFORE Fortuna or WSK or now Burggasse. Check Lilly and Manhattan again. Blow myself out before the real cold weather comes. Try to finish Cold Icy of the Mountains. In Dorint no different. The minibar was great with cold beer. Still must go to Karl Kraus’s grave and Lothringerstraße. Mistake I made with nightbars was going straight from Dorint bar again! Duh! Go to nightbar FROM WSK or Fortuna! Go in with erection still pulsing. Denitsa or Yerina or Melissa, or Lilly. And return to Burggasse Peep. Want to go now. Crazy spending now, credit card debt going up faster than ever. Oh Christ yes let me go this Monday, back Friday morning for Friday at —–. Cannot wait.
NEVER get a late flight home again. Always go 9am to 2pm in that range so no TIME to even drink before flight home. Always fly home sober and early SO I CAN GO TO FLY ON MY WAY HOME.
Christ I want to be back in Manhattan, Angelique, Burggasse, WSK, Fortuna already.
It has been a long time since my cock felt so big and hard as it did all week in Vienna, in Fortuna, WSK or in my hotel room. Fantastic ————, best since 2001 perhaps in the Dorint. Indeed on the plane home I was desperate to ———- there and then, as the drink started to wear off.
I realise now this is what I must do: drink hard till I am really drunk, yes, but now force myself to abjure from going straight to the naughty places, while cold and numb, but instead walk around for an hour or two so I stay drunk in the head but feeling starts to ebb back into my flesh and sensitivity slowly return to my cock, so I am now ready for most exquisite pleasure. Easier said than done. I could force myself to leave the —– and go see Ernest Dowson’s grave or Mary Kelly’s grave? Nothing else for me to do in London except go straight to Soho. I think I am tired of Spanish Maria and Zara, that leaves Lavinia and Roxy, and perhaps Mariana.
19:30. This time tomorrow I will be in my Vienna hotel, no doubt blind drunk and collapsing into bed to sleep. Feel no enthusiasm for it now, I never do when the time comes, though all month I have been saying I can’t wait.
I am the best strip club manager the world has never had. The best porn cinema manager the world has never had. It is my dream to open an establishment that is a combined strip club in one room, porn cinema in a couple of others, with bedrooms upstairs as well. It would have the best, bustiest, most voluptuous strippers, the best high quality porn films, the best Esmeraldas.
I first set foot in Europe in Brussels Gare du Midi station, 16th October 1999. I first set foot in Germany in Munich Hauptbahnhof on the 17th October. I first set foot in Austria in Vienna Westbahnhof on 22nd October. I first set foot in Berlin in Berlin Zoo station on the 26th October.