There is a man at the next table to me, eating his way through it seems several croissants so noisily, so many strange noises from his mouth

There is a man at the next table to me, eating his way through it seems several croissants so noisily, so many strange noises from his mouth, and he picks his phone up (?) and puts it down so noisily every time. Real irritating nuisance. How dare he be in the lounge same time as me. You have to put your phone down so noisily every time? You have to eat so noisily? Hell truly is other people. Yes it is good having a music channel on my hotel TV that plays French music—but really? Is French music really this piss poor & weak? Are there no big stars with big hits, big tunes, big beats? It is all so fucking weak. Christ, he doesn’t stop putting his phone down so noisily on the table, up & down, up & down; fucking annoying cunt. French football seems so slow and weak, and their pop music seems the same. Or maybe D17 just chooses that kind of music to play. Perhaps he is trying to drive me away by being so noisy and irritating; well he’s got a shock coming; I’m only on my first beer and there is a lot more to come. Finally on my second beer. Oh my god, he’s got a whole feast there; he has kind of a cutting board and is cutting up his bread and making like kind of sandwiches, piece by piece. It is his knife that he keeps picking up & putting down so noisily. So fucking annoying he is. No doubt my continued presence annoys him as much as his annoys me, but at least I am quiet, and don’t continually keep making these ridiculous noises “ooh” “aah” “eeeummmm”. Incredible noises; like someone straining on a toilet.
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4 days into my 5 day holiday and I’ve only heard one good song, Black Strobe’s “Girl from the Bayou”

4 days into my 5 day holiday and I’ve only heard one good song, Black Strobe’s “Girl from the Bayou”. It is nice to have two music channels on my hotel TV here in Brussels but MTV Viva only plays pretty mainstream stuff from the charts (and only has music in the mornings anyway), and D17 by contrast plays a lot of French music which is great, if only it wasn’t all so weak and rubbish. Where are the Alizées these days!? The Berenices? Something with a bit of punch. Yes, French music but with a bit of oomph behind it. Massive tunes. The best music channel I find these days is Go TV in my Vienna hotel. Really interesting great songs old & new which I have never heard before.

The carpet in my Ibis Altstadt hotel was beautiful—all poppies. Like it was designed by some absolute opium addict. A real German Thomas de Quincey

The carpet in my Ibis Altstadt hotel was beautiful—all poppies. Like it was designed by some absolute opium addict. A real German Thomas de Quincey. I was thrilled to discover they had a nice music channel as well! So unusual these days. Rather good one as well, Deluxe. Lot of songs I’ve never heard before, lots of German music. Excellent. I will certainly always stay at this hotel if I come to Nuremberg again. Next time I travel to Vienna I expect I will give Frankfurt another try. For the first time ever today I will be arriving at the new Wien Hauptbahnhof rather than my beloved Westbahnhof. It means getting a tram to my hotel, if I can work out which one I need to get.

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Always a bad sign when you can’t get an erection in a porn cinema. The predatory perverts following me from seat to seat upstairs & downstairs

Always a bad sign when you can’t get an erection in a porn cinema. The predatory perverts following me from seat to seat, upstairs & downstairs, always just standing next to the seat I’m sitting in, a really great nuisance. Fuck off. A good film too, La Journaliste, until it kept stopping and I complained to the manager and then he changed it to boring Footballers Wives again! As if 4 days of that wasn’t enough! Wish I had kept quiet. Upstairs was The Chambermaid, ok, but not great. How much Anna Polina now reminds me of —–. Some great music channel in Jimmy but all in Cyrillic script so I don’t know the name of the songs. Cheers. I need to learn Cyrillic script.

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Hiccups again. Always get hiccups in Café Jimmy. Think it’s the Carlsberg

Hiccups again. Always get hiccups in Café Jimmy. Think it’s the Carlsberg. Very beautiful black girl with massive bottom & thighs comes in here to the Café Jimmy, and sits on her phone. What a massive loss it will be when the street girls are forced out. How I love being around whores. I always think there is something much sexier seeing these beautiful sexy girls in the street swaddled in their thick winter coats & scarves, than seeing the bikini-clad girls in the Rue d’Aerschot windows. Hiccups didn’t last long at least. Beatrice came in begging me for 50 euros; she can’t afford a hotel. She had to sleep here last night in the Café! Usual sob story but I like her. I only give in to desire, I’m afraid. Watching her arse & thighs as she walked away, then I felt the desire. The music channel of Café Jimmy is SO good, it makes me want to stay.

0914 St Valentin. 1 hour 18 minutes gone. 3 more hours to Wörgl. A clear blue morning

0914 St Valentin. 1 hour 18 minutes gone. 3 more hours to Wörgl. A clear blue morning, not a cloud in the sky. Nothing to do in Munich except have a few beers in—where? No desire to return to Rechthaler Hof (and how sad it makes me to say that) but where else is there?—then spend an hour or two in the luscious kabins of Sexyland. Then to find an internet café somewhere, if my hotel does not have a computer for guest use (I cannot even remember which hotel I booked. Somewhere in Schillerstraße, but there’s quite a lot of hotels in Schillerstraße!). Memories of the holiday: the voluptuous Dominican Republic Lucy in Fifth Avenue. Discovering the Dorint DOES have a music channel (it seemed my letter writing campaign worked with them at least). Discovering Jackie in WSK. The 4 sexy girls in Manhattan.

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10am I had just started to write a note to leave in the minibar for housekeeping when they knocked at door

10am I had just started to write a note to leave in the minibar for housekeeping when they knocked at door. I asked is it possible I can just have 8 bottles of beer, and she smiled “Yes! Of course! No problem!” “Austrian beer is good?” Yes, the best! She was cute. I will tip her tomorrow. So very happy with my stay this time. An absolute thrill to find a great music channel on my TV, and a smiling happy housekeeper (chambermaid, let me call them chambermaids, such a sexier term) supplying me with all the beer I want. A great thrill to discover a new young black-haired beauty in WSK, and a wonderful rostbraten in Westend.

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