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A police officer in my town of about 30,000 people told me once if it wasn't for alcohol, it would only need two police officers. He was exaggerating of course, but almost all of their calls during a shift are alcohol related. I don't know they can deal with that day after day. But I also hate it that cops so often get away with shit that harms innocent people's lives, perhaps because they're usually A types and more prone to take advantage of vulnerable women, but sending dick picks to a woman who was just assaulted by her boyfriend the day before, and then saying he misunderstood her signals to him. Basically blaming her.

I recall a government official in Canada saying many years ago that while Prohibition in the U.S. and Canada is remembered as a huge failure, in a lot of respects it was a success with big reductions in alcohol related social and health problems. I've seen first hand in my own family with my father, sister and now a niece how destructive it can be and am thankful the only time I ever wanted to drink was to fit in with friends.

I don't drink so easy for me. Our local government however more or less made alcohol sales an essential service during the pandemic because it was worried no booze would be difficult for many people.

Is alcohol often involved in the road crashes. Maybe it's unfair, but the Brits have a rep for heavy drinking.

I will be at the Scala 68 about seven blocks from the Saint Moritz in mid-Feb....for four days. It's quite cheap, about $30 per night U.S.. I was suspicious, but the reviews are okay, complaints about noise at night. It wouldn't be the first time I jerked off to a noisy guy in the next room. Let me know if it has a bad rep.

I was there about 15 years ago and loved it. Despite the many western tourists, it had a tranquility about it and didn't feel overrun or any less authentic. There was an outdoor food stall that sold big bowls of rice and veggies every evening for about 50 cents. The bánh mì sold on the streets was fantastic. A list of tips for tourists posted on the street said giving a donation to the monks during the almsgiving should include at least a bit of a sacrifice to mean something so buying a little bag of cooked rice from the women selling it on the street doesn't count. Instead, I gave one of the monks enough cash to make me think twice about it. I was pretty much broke at the time so it wasn't much. A couple of the women selling rice noticed however and it was like I had stolen that money out of their pockets. They were furious. I should bought some of the rice from them too. It's one of the places I've been to in my life that I remember more than most. Also in Laos, the drunken tube float on the river at Vang Vieng. I gave my wallet and passport to a Canadian woman to carry in her drybag and somehow we found each other at the end. I was going as fast as I could on the tube, and as a good looking young British guy passed me, I told him I was trying to find a Canadian woman with my wallet and he replied, I'm trying to get away from the woman I slept with last night. Ah, straight men, how can their casual cruelty be so hot at the same. A little kid had to help me out of the tube at the end because I was too drunk to do it. He noticed I gave him all of the cash in my wallet and he made me take some back because he knew I would need it for the taxi back to town. What a day that was.

I went to Punta Cana for a family wedding a long time ago and I also booked a hotel room in Boca Chica for a week so I could experience a real town as opposed to the inclusivo. Huge mistake. The first night a somewhat scary guy sat with me at a quiet cafe while his friends sat down nearby. He picked up right away that I was gay. He didn't get abusive about that, but it was clear I had to pay him money or perhaps face consequences. There was a holiday weekend and drunk guys at the beach were getting into fights, which to be fair is common in Canada's bar districts, but I don't stick out there, ripped off at mom and pop food concessions and female prostitutes and pimps everywhere. There were lots of European men for female, and some women for male, hookers. The hotel desk clerk asked me if I wanted a woman. I considered asking the clerk later about a guy, but was worried about an underage person being sent.... and on a whole unfair to the people because that town was not representative of the people in DR. One nice thing, a police officer in Boca Chica made a teenager on a motorbike give me a ride to my hotel because he was concerned about safety. The teen didn't look happy about it, but he did it, and of course I gave him some money.

Nice write up. I was in Brazil in 2014 and it was amazing on home game days. On a Thursday afternoon R. da Consolação in Sao Paulo only had a few taxis and city buses. I was in Belo Horizonte for the opening day and there was a riot. A woman ran down the deserted street by the cafe with her children yelling something, the male customers and staff began piling up tables and chairs at the front while the women and children were moved to the back. Police officers barricaded the front of their station across the street with police cars. But the rioters, there weren't many, went another direction. I've never had trouble dressing down on vacations, it's my natural state. Even the guys selling time share condos on Puerto Vallarta's beach front ignore me.

I remember the first time I read about this new marvel as a young teen. I probably only flew on one a couple of times though. By the time I started taking intercontinental flights I think their heyday was over.

A wise move to call his wife. It's so hard to know sometimes when to speak up and when not to. My own misguided attempts at good intentions will have certainly earned me a place in hell. But you called that one perfectly.

Last year a fan at a Seattle Kraken game noticed one of the visiting Canucks equipment managers on the bench had what appeared to her to be a cancerous mole on the back of his neck, she wrote a note on her phone and then banged on the plexi-glass to show him. He didn't take note seriously, but had the team doctor look at the mole and it was indeed cancerous and was soon removed. He was very grateful. So weird things happen. I had a massage from an elderly lady on a Thai beach once. If I had had any lumps she would have found them. Very thorough, very very thorough.

So I usually use hand gestures to guys working in a sauna to indicate what I'm hoping is about to happen. Would saying "¿Puedo chuparte la polla? work okay in a Spanish speaking sauna?

We do, and we laugh at ourselves for it.

It's basically what's happening in the U.S.. Americans can weigh in here if they disagree. What we see in Canada is our media's portrayal of a dysfunctional mess in America with Fascists/Christians gaining influence. The recent midterms may indicate that the mass of un-engaged voters may be getting engaged again after the Roe vs Wade ruling. But the Democrats have to do a much better job of giving Americans hope they can and will be worthy of their support. Maybe Pelosi finally moving on will help, but I'm skeptical. Canada is in a similar situation with all three main party leaders unpopular. They've become caricatures, basically just cardboard cutouts of their real selves spouting whatever nonsense they think will get votes. So far at least in Canada religion has not become a big part of the process, which as a gay person is encouraging, although some are trying to revive a Christian based hate-on for trans/gay/lesbian imported from the U.S..

They remind me of young shirtless hockey players, clean cut and hard bodies.... but maybe not 6'3'' like a lot of the players are these days. It's funny how the NHL players have changed a lot from the flabby coke and booze days of the seventies. I suspect the European player influence on the league. The younger ones these days work out a lot, have healthy boring diets and take a month off at the end of the season to party and such and then back on the fitness regime. Apparently apart from frequent gangbangs, although gang rapes might be a more accurate description, they work almost constantly on their skills and fitness beginning at around age 13 so their teen years aren't much fun and always stressful as they fight to get to the top.

He reminds me of some of the men I saw in Buenos Aires. A guy working at an airline counter at the airport in Buenos Aires was the most beautiful man I've ever seen based purely on facial features. Looked like your guy in the video, but with incredible blue eyes, maybe slightly darker skin and more defined cheek bones. Ten years ago and I still remember him. Can't remember what the counter person looked like for a flight I took last week. I'm not sure the blue eyes were legit, are there contacts that will do that. If they were natural, then wow did he ever luck out on genetics. He gave me my boarding pass and I didn't want to leave.

Mexico has really good food, Colombia has hot guys, Argentina has fantastic steaks and Brazil has hot guys. They all have nice beaches except Argentina I guess. Those are my impressions, though I haven't quite been to Colombia yet... have an air ticket for this winter, fingers crossed I get there. As the others have said what do you want the most. I'm a 100 percent passive guy, for me Brazil has been by far the best place in the world in for masculine tops. I want to go to Buenos Aires at least one more time for the steaks and the hot waiters. I saw an American woman fall instantly in love when the waiter came to her table. Mexico has a fantastic culture, people will start singing anywhere and beautiful colours everywhere.

I see ads in my Instagram for a place in Sao Paulo called Hot House. Appears to be a strip bar. They say condoms and lube are available so there must be rooms available for fun stuff. Has anybody been there?

Definitely agree, even with my glasses on I can't make all of them out. Also finding loud music distracting when I'm trying to think or pay attention to something. . Even on the walking track at the rec centre when an exercise class has loud music, I want to complain while knowing that complaining would be unreasonable and glances being exchanged. Getting old... grrr.

It's a criminal offence in Canada now to take or share intimate photos/video without consent from all the people in the images and it's considered serious because of at least two teenage suicides associated with the sharing part. Not sure if it applies to actions in another country, but a Dutch guy has just been convicted in connection to one of those suicides. I should add that case went way beyond just sharing some porn, I think he set out to drive a young girl to suicide.

I think I witnessed this once in one of those cheap hotels near the Frankfurt train station. Drunk British guy went upstairs with a sexy woman, comes down five minutes later angry and demanding a refund for the hotel room or he would he call the police. The desk clerk put a telephone in front of him and said, here, you are welcome to call the police sir.

I was lucky enough to get a ticket for the opening ceremony of the Vancouver Olympics. I was sitting next to a gay couple, and one of the two men carried on a hilarious commentary throughout the ceremony. We were also sitting in the midst of a group of couples, the husbands all being the managers of tire shops in small town B.C. and Alberta. The wives were laughing at all the jokes, but the husbands were probably all thinking this is what happens when you come to the Sodom and Gomorrah that is Vancouver.

I think what you're going through is not unusual, but you have the good sense to accept it and plan accordingly. I've met Canadian straight expat men in Latin America, Mexico and Costa Rica, who moved there for retirement. They're usually divorced and alone except for other lonely expat men they meet every day at a bar. For whatever reason they haven't found a local woman to marry who at least would bring companionship and her own family for added security. I think the companionship is the big thing except for the true loners who don't want it. It sounds like income won't be an issue for you which is a definitely a plus.

That's a cool place, or it was about 15 years ago.