It remains to be seen whether I can finish my holiday with any erotic fantasies and snatched moment of happiness in my last night in Nuremberg and last night in Brussels.
So I am indeed staying in my Vienna hotel room this Saturday night. I saw the floozies of Tete a Tete two nights in a row, the floozies of Manhattan two nights in a row, the floozies of Exzess, the floozies of WSK three days out of four; I am floozied out. Sated with the floozies. Again I’ve managed to come all the way to Vienna without doing anything naughty; well, it just means I never met anyone I wanted to have sex with enough. No doubt as soon as I get home I will be wishing I had f–ked Jackie in WSK, and wishing I had f–ked Denisa in Manhattan, but at the time I just didn’t feel in the mood enough. So I stay in my big white bed overlooking the Gurtel, listening to classical music on my last night in Vienna. Rachmaninov 2nd Symphony. Check out 12 tomorrow for the 1250 train back to Nuremberg. I think it will be a long while till I come back to Vienna.
A beautiful blazing blue-skied Spring day in Vienna. I felt so turned on with Denisa in Manhattan on Thursday night and so turned on with busty blonde Claudia in Tete a Tete on Thursday night, but when I went back to both places Friday night I felt nothing for either of them. I can’t help thinking it is being forced to vacate the Dorint and decamp to the Ibis has totally ruined my mojo. The Ibis is a perfectly nice hotel but it does not feel like home like the Dorint does.
Friday was a bit of a waste of a day really. Having to change hotels at midday threw me out of sync. I walked down to the Ibis and checked in, ate the two rolls I picked up from the station, then went straight back out to Café Westend for a rostbraten, which to be honest I struggled to finish. I stumbled back to the hotel and slept for the rest of the afternoon. Getting up early enough to prepare for a night out, I really didn’t feel in the mood at all. I crossed over to ML Revue just to confirm again that their kabins are rubbish; never wasting my time there again. Train up to Club Exzess. The girls all take turns to dance topless on small stage but there were none I liked enough to stay for. Back down to Manhattan and Tete a Tete but even though I saw all the same girls as last night, this time I just felt no desire or interest at all. Just one beer in each place and I was ready to leave. Thrilled to find the station McDonald’s still open so I brought a hamburger royale & fries back to hotel, but again struggled to finish them, beset by hiccups that would not stop.