I did do something new on this trip. Last time I just went to the door of the Night Porter hotel but this time I calmly went in and walked around

I did do something new on this trip. Last time I just went to the door of the Night Porter hotel but this time I calmly went in and walked around. Last time it was still a branch of Bank Austria but now it is a dm pharmacy. It was very moving to finally be inside that building that has meant so much to me over the years. I had another beer in the Café Savoy next to it (which also features in the film) and was delighted to see they have Alt Wiener Zwiebelrostbraten on the menu! For just 11,90! Unfortunately I was too early for the kitchen to be open. Another time. In WSK the films were poor so I just at the bar in the lobby and asked the Mongolian girl if she would masturbate me there, so then I sat with my member out and she happily stroking me in front of everyone. Big older blonde Christina came up and joined in as well. Incredible scenes but it felt totally relaxed. The manager kept his face in his computer screen and let us get on with it; other customers came in and out and quite calmly let us get on with it. You cannot do that in London. There isn’t even a single porn cinema left. Disgusting. There were 3 really attractive girls in Manhattan—Denitsa my long time “friend” who I am always tempted to do something with but then never do, plus new blonde frizzy asymmetric bob Croatian-Romanian, and big voluptuous beautiful Ghanaian girl. If it had not been for my splitting headache I might well have done something with all three of them. So on to a last night in Frankfurt which I don’t really want. The hotel is already paid for so I can just stay in all night and stop myself spending any more money I can ill afford; as I try to go out with a bang, literally & metaphorically. If this is my very last holiday, I should have plenty of time to repair my finances once I get back home.
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The Dorint have abandoned their practice of serving their peanuts with a spoon and now serve them in a small jug which is very hard to get the peanuts out of

The Dorint have abandoned their practice of serving their peanuts with a spoon, and now serve them in a small jug which is very hard to get the peanuts out of. I don’t think that I will go to the Belvedere. I’ve seen those pictures so many times. I will go next time. Let me just go to the WSK and Café Westend and then have a sleep, then see what I want to do tonight. It will be very boring not going out AT ALL, and yet I feel no desire for Tete a Tete or Manhattan again. The discovery of this holiday is that Tete a Tete actually seems to get more lively (more customers) than the Manhattan.

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Went out after 1am Thursday night for the short stroll over the road to Manhattan. A lot of new girls—no Melissa and no Adelina

Went out after 1am Thursday night for the short stroll over the road to Manhattan. A lot of new girls—no Melissa and no Adelina. Denisa still there and the one shining star. I popped into Tete a Tete on my way back, expecting little, but there was actually already a few customers there and it had a good atmosphere. I bought a drink for some busty blonde Hungarian while she massaged my swelling member, and then just about 0250, presumably because some critical mass of men had been reached (there was about 10 of us by now), a girl started dancing around the pole by the door, and I was shocked to see she actually stripped completely naked, knickers off as well, something I never expected to see in Vienna. Four girls danced, my busty blonde being the last of them, but by then it seemed some men had left and the critical mass no longer existed so the dancing stopped again. It was really wonderful while it lasted; I spent another 18 euros on beer while enjoying the show, so I think it would make them more money if they made the girls dance in permanent rotation. It makes such a difference if you have something to look at. Turned on by Denisa and the busty blonde, and the Tete dancing, I felt like it had been a good night.

I am starting to feel a hunger, a yearning, for Adelina in Manhattan; at least for Manhattan whoever is there

I am starting to feel a hunger, a yearning, for Adelina in Manhattan; at least for Manhattan whoever is there. Obviously check out Angelique and WSK as well. Perhaps pointless detours as far as Burggasse Peep and ML Revue as usual, and as usual vowing never to bother again. Fortuna Kino is off the list now they have stopped having the hookers. I might pop up as far as Wahringer Kino, and even the Club Exzess. Perhaps a tram ride to Belvedere or U-Bahn into Leopold or Albertina.

Awake by 144 and of course cannot get back to sleep. A bright spring-like day

Awake by 144 and of course cannot get back to sleep. A bright spring-like day. Look forward to seeing — or —– again. But more than that looking forward to being in a spring Vienna, going into a hot afternoon WSK, a warm evening Manhattan. What else is there? Erm, that is it really. Perhaps one museum for variety. Lots and lots of Gösser beer, and Café Westend steaks! A couple of hours’ night cap in Manhattan every night. Try that Wahringer Kino as well.

There are more bars in the Gurtel still open than I thought

There are more bars in the Gurtel still open than I thought. Just last night I saw Club Exzess, Bar Josephine, Bar Vienna Night Bar, Queen Night Bar, in addition to the ones I already know, Alm Bar, Angelique 1 & 2, Flamingo, Okay Bar, Bar Haus 6, Manhattan and Tete a Tete. I liked the atmosphere in Exzess (probably because not one single girl approached me & bothered my peaceful beer!), the number of customers, but its girls were not as sexy as the Manhattan girls. And Adelina, Adelina, is on a level all of her own. Up there with the legends of my travels like Yulia, Riccarda, Iga, Olga & Alla. Maria. I suppose the horrible situation and likely nowhere to go of Brussels when I get back there Monday night kind of forced me into returning to Manhattan and doing something with Adelina, as it may be my last chance of glory on this trip (or ever), and I am glad I did.

So with great effort I FORCED myself to go out last night

So with great effort I FORCED myself to go out last night. Forced myself to drink the 6 bottles of Gösser in my minibar then got the half past midnight metro up to Nussdorfer Straβe and I tried the Club Exzess I had heard about. Small, and packed with men, which was good to see. Maybe 10 men which was enough to pack the place. 5 or 6 girls, who took it in turns to dance topless on stage. Probably the busiest club I have been to in the Gurtel, and the first I have seen with constant topless dancing. Though why they will f–k you but will not take their knickers off is something I do not understand. Same for Belgium, Germany, everywhere I’ve been. Baffling. How lucky we are in London that full strip is the normal. The metro runs all night on Fridays and Saturdays, but only at 15 minute intervals and it was my luck every station I entered I had just missed one, so I ended up walking back from Exzess. I stopped off in Bar Josephine for one beer (8 euros), 5 girls, no dancing, 1 customer. Picked up a metro at Michelbeuern AKH to Westbahnhof and went for late nightcap in Manhattan. Adelina and black girl were at table with two gentlemen, bottle of champagne, and Adelina was very drunk it seemed. Just watching her walk to & from the jukebox in black bra & knickers was quite intoxicating, so I hung around till she was free, then bought her a drink. If in 2003 I thought Riccarda in Berlin was the most beautiful girl I had ever slept with (in a night club), and then Maria in Pour Platin in Vienna in 2005, then I would say Adelina in Manhattan has just raised the bar. She was very drunk, gabbling at me in Romanian the whole time, but I was too drunk myself to feel anything, but a very good experience. Suddenly I was glad I had forced myself to come out. I had been thinking I will not come back to Vienna again, or not for a very long time, but Adelina has rescued things.

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