Back in the Max Hotel and oh I cannot help thinking “Home Sweet Home”

Back in the Max Hotel, and oh I cannot help thinking “Home Sweet Home”. It started raining as soon as I started walking down from Gare du Nord. Lovely. I’m not sure I’m ever happier than when in Brussels in the rain. We will see if there is ANY excitement for me later to justify this. Vienna was disappointing last time, Berlin was massively disappointing (the final nail in the coffin I’m afraid); Brussels can you salvage anything for me?

324 back in the Hotel Max lounge with my can of Jupiler after a long time

324 back in the Hotel Max lounge, with my can of Jupiler, after a long time. The last afternoon of my long holiday. Any miracles left? If Fifth Avenue is no good (it won’t be) I hope I can force myself up to Gare du Nord and the Sexyworld kabins, as I know that is the only thing that really floats my boat, and then take a last stroll up & down the Rue d’Aerschot windows. A Brussels Grill before bed, and then cela, C’est tout. That is it.

It has turned into one of those holidays. Now here in the Max hotel lounge on my last day there is an old man sitting at my table

It has turned into one of those holidays. Now here in the Max hotel lounge on my last day, there is an old man sitting at my table. Is he one of those who has been following my blogs & books and now has come to Brussels to pay pilgrimage to me and follow in my every footstep, I wonder—ha ha so conceited am I! I find someone sitting in my usual seat and assume it is because of hero worship of me! As long as you can make yourself laugh, you’ll never be lonely (for long). I feel completely—oh as I write these words, he gets up and puts his coat on and LEAVES my table! Feel completely out of sorts as I arrive back in Brussels. Ill at ease, loss of nerve.

The hotel lounge was full of noisy people 10 minutes ago but the housekeeping lady with the hoover has cleared them all out. Bravo madame!

The hotel lounge was full of noisy people 10 minutes ago, but the housekeeping lady with the hoover has cleared them all out. Bravo, madame! Kept company last night by one of those wonderful/awful Jean Rollin lesbian vampire films, The Rape of the Vampire. Released in France in May 1968 and very very controversial at the time though it is hard now to understand why. How thrilled I am that the Max Hotel have regained the missing channels—AB3, Action and D17. Quite unexpected, but very much welcomed, even if D17 seems to have some obsession with appalling preening ladyboy Kendji Girac. If you ARE really handsome, then you don’t need to PLAY handsome as well. He lays it on so thick he makes himself contemptible. He IS handsome, so he doesn’t need to keep putting on that little smile and flashing eyes. Play AGAINST your handsomeness, like I do, and we would not find you so pathetic. Sean Connery was handsome but he acted brutally. That is why men love him. A handsome man who tries to make himself look even more handsome is contemptible to other men, I think. 12 midday, still on my 2nd beer. Bit steadier today. Best memories of this holiday? The Brussels Grill steaks and Domino’s Pizzas. That says it all; but what fantastic memories they are.

Well my god I have done it. Booked the Max for £38.55 a night!

Well my god I have done it. Booked the Max for £38.55 a night! Three nights. And Eurostar which I thought was going to cost me £230 or more has crashed back down to minimum prices! I could have got £34.50 there and £34.50 back, the famous £69 return! At one day’s notice! Choosing more convenient times, 0855 there Wednesday morning ,and 256pm back Saturday, bumped it up to £119, with voucher £99. I could have got the £69 return arriving back in London 9pm Saturday night and arriving in Brussels 7pm at night, but it is such a drag to come home from work and then travel all the way BACK into London again; so much easier just to go to St Pancras from work. And coming home a bit sooner Saturday 405pm gives me option to be home by 6pm and head out again to ——— if I want to. When the hotel can be had for just £38 a night I thought I HAVE to take it, and if Eurostar can be had at a day’s notice for just £69 return I thought I HAVE to take it! These are once in a lifetime short notice prices; and my last trip before Xmas, without a doubt.

Max Wednesday, Thursday, Friday nights £123, just £41 a night! Eurofuckingstar though £234 !!!!!

Max Wednesday, Thursday, Friday nights £123, just £41 a night! Eurofuckingstar though £234 !!!!! The hotel is as cheap as it can be. God, I love wearing my trousers without underwear. Feels so sexy. 0518 My —- only looked very slightly red, and my cock nice and swollen, thinking about that busty Russian girl I rescued from —— basement that time. Thinking of dropping in to see Luna later on way to work! God these trousers stink! Of sweat and cum. If I am going to get killed by the jihadis anyway might as well keep running up my debt and having as much pleasure as fast as I can before it happens. I now think there is a very good chance I will die in Brussels. If I am going to die then better I suppose? to die pursuing pleasure, pursuing Priapism. Oh check my pills!