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Ok back to the report. That night coming up the lift a Japanese (i think) guy has TWO perfect twinks with him, as they left the lift one of them looked back at me with a smile and I was so tempted to ask what bar i need to go to tomorrow, but I decided not to. The guy taking them up seemed a little nervous because he hesitated getting in the lift with another hotel guest, so I didn't want to cause him any embarrassment, i shot a smile back and left them be, hoping I would see them later. The morning was quiet, ST Laundry behind Silom complex 300 baht for a few KG of clothes wash and folded with next day pickup. I met up with a Thai friend that I met of Grindr year ago and used to hookup with but now we're more platonic friends, this turned into a few drinks before I ventured back to Patpong alone. This is the night that some may have seen from my earlier thread. I was walking into Patpong for the first time in about a year, guided by the barkers and ushered to a seat. At the time when i sat down I started to wonder which bar am I in, this isn't the layout in my memory of Freshboys (it was freshboys), but at this point i was seated and eyes glued to the stage so didn't give it another thought. On stage ~40 guys, I would class the majority as twunk and jocks (slim fit and toned) this night, I arrived 15 minutes before a show started and the small number of guys I would consider twinks added to my wonder if this was Freshboys. I called down #7, a 25 year old from Myanmar, we watched the first half of the show, discussed our evening activities and I offed him. The deciding factor for me calling him down was when he was on stage during the rotations he was playfully joking around with another guy on stage, he seemed to just be enjoying himself and had a very cute smile, a cute smile will get me every time. Back to the room and I definitely had a win with my decision, he was not mechanical at all, had a very gentle and kind personality. I can take a while to cum but he seemed to enjoy every moment of it, he wasn't a powerbottom but he did have a good level of energy and we wrangled around in a few different positions before my days of built up cum finally emptied and we collapsed into each other. We spooned for a good 20 minutes just chatting while he showed me some photos of his Songkran on his phone, then he showered and got his tip and said he was off to see his friends for dinner. He would have been a repeat for me, possibly even a LT, but we was not there by the time I got to Freshboys the following nights, so just the one great night with him.

I'm not too sure how things would have turned out if it wasn't for a money boy in Phuket (from memory about 25 years ago), he was my first M2M sex. For some years I had often had thoughts / fantasies about M2M sex but never had the courage to do anything about it, there was a few opportunities but that lack of courage got in the way of. On a trip to Phuket I went for a massage and at the shop there was only the male attendant available so I said yes to him doing the massage, after the massage he asked if I wanted extras and that was the moment I finally said yes and what transpired after that was amazing, the rest is history and every trip I take now I love the massages with extras and don't mind paying (even a bit more if the extras are very good). Of course I still had to overcome the hesitation (embarrassment) of standing in front of the massage boys during the selection process and indicating what I wanted, there is still a bit of that when there are so many boys lined up for me to choose from but I do manage to get through it now.

Day 6 update.... AM: from the time I left GOOD BOYS from the night of Day 5, my insomnia kicked in and I was awake until I went down to have breakfast at 07:30 Hrs and finally fall as sleep by 08:30. Since it was May 1st Labour Day I don't have any sightseeing plans in the day time, I slept the full day away and woke up around 17:00 hrs. PM: After getting ready, I head out for Dinner by 19:30 hrs and walk around a bit around the area checking Patpong stalls to see if anything piqued my interest. Found nothing interesting so I went back to my room by 21:00 hrs to change and freshen up to get ready to visit my preferred gogo bar, Atlas. Thinking it's a week day and the bar should not be busy, I didn't head there up until 22:40. My bad, Atlas was almost full with only 2 vacant tables on the side remaining and most boys are already sitting with other patrons at the tables, patrons generously giving Tips to the Lip syncers, plus the show already started and I missed two opening acts. I took over one table and asked for my THB500 drink. At the same time, my current favorite boy T just came back from the dresser and saw me and I asked him to sit with me then bought him a drink. I asked when is his turn for the show but he said he finished, I just missed it 😭😭😭 Anyway todays show was wonderful. There was the usual drag lipsyncing, muscle flexing, live candle grinding and massage show were a flip flop condomed BJ on stage was performed by the veteran N and the previous mentioned boy on another thread James. So why did I say the show was wonderful? Why not say nice or maybe good? Wondering why, when the above programme is just the standard things on most of the bars do in the area? Is it just because of the massage show??? NO! That night Atlas did a FUCK SHOW. 🤩🤩🤩 Yes, boys fucking again on stage like they do in Tawan and few times after they newly opened but stopped afterwards for some reason. Last night's FUCK show was performed by Veteran Boy N and one Twink at the stage then later went down and around the audience asking for tips while N continue to ram the Twink hard from behind. It may only be just 2 performers unlike before but I'm happy to see it happening again 😍😍 After the fuck show, next was the CUM show. Only one performer. Guess who? It's our veteran boy N again! He was very busy that night. From the candle show, the massage show, the jack off & cum show, until the fuck show he participated in all of that. Such a wonderful performance With that said, I haven't seen the other veteran boys on my current visit. I have asked my boy T where are these guys and he said they are still coming to the bar and I only happen to miss them 🫤😫😖 The audience that night was mostly if not all East Asians (Japan/China/Korea) and were quite generously giving tips to all performance and saw two other boys OFFed. I think that was a good night for the bar and boys in terms of revenue. After the show finished I left by 23:15, took T back to my hotel room. He was still as passionate as ever, I like it that he kisses and good with foreplay. But it was a pleasant surprise that he gave me a BJ. It's just such a treat having a big muscular man, kiss, HJ, BJ and Fuck you when the other guys only gives HJ and Fuck.. Another plus point for my T 😍😍😍 By 02:00, I sent him home with an extra tip for a job well done. Day 6 ended my dry spell. 🤣🤣🤣

Day 7 in Da Nang – 30 April 2025 Wake up to the 50th anniversary of the NATIONAL REUNIFICATION DAY (1975 – 2025). The vast majority of the Vietnamese citizens are dressed in the national flag t-shirts – especially at my An Food breakfast place. Above generic photo from the internet – I regret that I did not take some photos at breakfast – they were all dressed like in the above photo but without the salute. It was truly beautiful and patriotic. I eat my usual Bò né yummy breakfast with my usual salt coffee. Today is the BIG day that I go to make merit to my mom, as today would have been her 80th birthday. So, I look in front of my condo for the guy that I rented a motorbike from last year – but there is now a construction site where he was located 1 year ago. I see someone that looks like him descending into the hotel garage and I wait to see if he would come out. He did and I introduced myself and he remembered me. So, I rented a nice red Honda Vision 110CC automatic scooter from him for 150,000 VND (around 5.80 USD) per day for 3 days (as I still need to decide what I shall do in day 4). He wanted to keep my passport and I told him no, and we instead agreed that he could keep my Thai car driving license in lieu of my passport. In this way, I can keep my passport and drive with my Thai motorbike driving license accompanied with my IDP (International Driving Permit) issued by ITA, where the signatories agreed to the 1968 Vienna Convention of Road Traffic – which is valid here in Vietnam. The version of the IDP that I have is valid for 3 years. My International Driving Permit (IDP) I had to wait quite a while to obtain my motorbike and when it arrived, I understood why – one of his cute Vietnamese assistants had just finished washing it so it looked spanking new. He fits me to a Vietnamese helmet – these are midget helmets when compared to their Thailand counterparts – but we are not allowed to drive more than 40km/h here in Vietnam – which is strictly enforced and 99.8% of the population wears a helmet – so I am much more relaxed about driving here in Vietnam than I am back in Thailand, where the Thais drive at any speed they choose and without helmets. My freedom motorbike Of course, at that price, the gas tank is empty and I go and fill it up for 80,000 VND (around 4.85 USD). My riding itinerary for today As it is 12noon when I depart, it is super hot and my head is boiling. The journey out of the city limits is uneventful but the traffic is intense due to the 5 day holiday. I arrive at the Lady Buddha, where I hire a photographer to take my picture with the Lady Buddha in the background and me holding a picture of my mother and I, as well as her funeral rites card. If you have never visited the Lady Buddha and Linh Ung Pagoda grounds – they are well worth it. The grounds are enormous, with many temples to visit, beautiful landscaping, and amazing views of the Da Nang city skyline. https://ahoyvietnam.com/lady-buddha-da-nang/ This YouTube video is more or less what I experienced today After the photo process was completed, I walked to the back of the grounds so that I could be alone and pray to my mother and make merit to her – as part of the reason as to why I could retire early is that she left me a small inheritance. Before she died, she implored that I protect her assets to respect her wishes – so when the Thai government decided in 2023 (effective for the 2024 tax year) to start to tax us tax residents of Thailand when we transfer funds into Thailand – this is the primary reason that I decided to implement a tax minimalization plan to allow me to honor my pledge to my mother before she died – as it was not foreseen when she died in 2021 during covid, that the Thai government would change its tax regime. Hence why I am in Vietnam – so I was proud to tell my mother that I am still doing everything in my power to honor her last wishes. After about 1.5 hours here I decide to continue up the mountain coastal road to where the road ends at the InterContinental resort. There are great views here and even wild monkeys running around. View of Da Nang looking back from the hills of Son Tra Actually, the road does continue, but only for more powerful motorbikes that are not automatic – there is a security guard there to block the road – as it is too steep for automatic scooters and motorbikes. Maybe I can find a butch macho Vietnamese guy to take me beyond - so that I can see the very end of the Son Tra peninsula one day. 🤞🤩 I head back to the city and park my motorbike at my condo and then I walk over to to eat my dinner, which was a plate of delicious rice, beans, and sausage. Before returning back to the condo, I stop at the bakery to pick up 2 desserts: Melon cake and Tiramisu I peruse the internet and munch on my melon cake and then call it a night. Today is the first day that I am starting to get out of my heartbreak funk – as today was dedicated to my wonderful mother. End of day 7 in Da Nang – 30 April 2025

Its NO fucking celebration. Its just Trump showing his POWER and CONTROL over us.... If we make one wrong move, he has his Big ole toy tanks and soldiers to keep US in line.... EVERYTHING Trump does is to "send a message", and he spares no COST, except when it comes to the NEEDS of Americans. Then he gives us the finger !

A very good point and I am sorry I did not think of this when starting the thread. My list has 3 fiction and 2 non-fiction.

A draft dodger gets a military parade on his birthday.

my guess will be because it's 1/4 of an hour

Dunno, I've had plenty of sex without being on the proverbial hook. Not so much these days.

An interesting assignment. I find the idea of "favourite" books hard to compute when one is thinking of both fiction and non-fiction books. There are so different it is hard to quantify them together. I decided in the end that I would have two fiction and three non-fiction books, and make my choices then. It was hard to narrow it down to 5, and hard to say just a sentence about each and be meaningful. (I cheated a bit and added a bit more in brackets after each sentence, just like this!) TMax made a quite sensible choice to restrict his picks to just one theme. Fictional Choices Dubliners by James Joyce. In common with many others, I find the idea of reading one of his longer books is a bit too much, but I genuinely enjoyed this book of short stories by James Joyce -he was a master of the short story form, and his use of the idea of an epiphany as a theme is really well done (however, you would probably need to have an interest in the thoughts and life-ideas of somebody in an Edwardian European society to be really able to enjoy them. Joyce's world is very historically and culturally situated) The Quincunx by Charles Palliser. This is a big rambling intricate historical novel, in a sort of pastiche of a Dickensian style (even though it was written in the late 1980s) that succeeds in creating this sort of world that a classic 19th century novel created, albeit more R-rated in style. (If you are a fan of Dickensian novels such as Great Expectations. you would likely enjoy it, although it is about 700 pages it is quite the page turner) Some non-fiction choices: Roumeli By Patrick Leigh Fermor. My big fascination, apart from Southeast Asia, is Greece, and this book is an interesting meditation on northern Greece, blending historical insight and descriptions of 1950s travel (especially worth reading if you are thinking of heading to Meteora for the first time). Mad about the Mekong by John Keay is a page-turning historical account that retraces the 19th-century French expedition up the Mekong River, blending adventure, colonial intrigue, and modern reflections on the region. (A particularly good primer for anybody heading to Laos for the first time) Very Thai, by Philip Cornwall Smith. A good book for somebody who was fascinated by the physical reality of Thailand, like amulets, blue pipes and concrete seats, and wanted to read a bit about what they meant culturally. (I think I recommended this before, but worth recommending again, and unlike the above two books, I might recommend getting this after your first journey to the LOS rather than before)

Damn - the edit button is already expired, so I canno fix the duplication of text. Not sure how that happened. Anyone here in this forum know why there is this rule that we cannot edit our own posts after 15 minutes? It is very annoying....

Day 8 in Da Nang – 1 May 2025 Before going to have my usual late Bò né breakfast place, I am chatting in the apps and I book a 2 hands massage with Shjn from Grindr at 3:30pm. I can eat these Bò né everyday without getting bored - like Vinapu with Chicken with Cashews After breakfast, I take a walk on the beach promenade and I see this perfect sales truck that would be great for @Olddaddy to open a beach side business here in Da Nang. He does not even need to change the name of the business. What do you all think? Business opportunity for our @Olddaddy ?? 🤔 🤑 Shjn (the massage guy) and I, we later on move our conversation from Grindr over to Zalo, and I give him the address of my condo and we meet in the lobby. He looks more or less like his Grindr profile picture, which is good. We enter my condo and he drinks some water and we chit chat for 5 minutes. He really likes my 33rd floor view and he is updating his social media from my balcony. I get naked and he massages me only in his underwear. His massage is very good – perfect medium strength with nice kneading stroking movements. When I turn over, he takes off his underwear and he is now completely naked. Unfortunately, his attributes were not very appealing, so I just closed my eyes and let him perform the 30-minute slow edging session that I pre-negotiated. I caressed his nice body and nipples. I have to stop him 3 times – as us edgers – we don’t like fast orgasms. Moment arrives and all is blasting everywhere – it has been too many days without an orgasm like this. I think that all went well because this is the first time in like 1 month where I did not cry in silence due to the break-up with my ex Thai boyfriend. Hopefully, this is a sign of more good fun to cum… He cleans up and leaves. I shower and as it is now 5:15 pm, I jump on my motorbike to go up the mountain coastal road – as I want to try to catch the sunset. Unlike Jomtien, the sun sets behind the city – as opposed over the sea – as the East Sea (aka South China Sea – but NEVER say this in Vietnam – as you will be chastised) is facing east and the sun sets in the west. As we are still in the 5 day long weekend holiday of the 50 year National Reunification celebrations, the beach road is literally blocked. It is like a mass pandemonium – as everyone is trying to find parking and run onto the beach sand or into the sea. It is like this for 5km, until I get to where the city limits end and the road narrows and starts to go up into the mountain. It was very stressful driving – but in slow motion – as it is quasi gridlock. I read in the local news that local Da Nang hotels are close to 90% occupancy for this 5 day weekend – amazing. Shjn and I, we move our conversation from Grindr over to Zalo, and I give him the address of my condo and we meet in the lobby. He looks more or less like his Grindr profile picture, which is good. We enter my condo and he drinks some water and we chit chat for 5 minutes. He really likes my 33rd floor view and he is updating his social media from my balcony. I get naked and he massages me only in his underwear. His massage is very good – perfect medium strength with nice kneading stroking movements. When I turn over, he takes off his underwear and he is now completely naked. Unfortunately, his attributes were not very appealing, so I just closed my eyes and let him perform the 30-minute slow edging session that I pre-negotiated. I caressed his nice body and nipples. I have to stop him 3 times – as us edgers – we don’t like fast orgasms. Moment arrives and all is blasting everywhere – it has been too many days without an orgasm like this. I think that all went well because this is the first time in like 1 month where I did not cry in silence due to the break-up with my ex Thai boyfriend. Hopefully, this is a sign of more good fun to cum… He cleans up and leaves. I shower and as it is now 5:15 pm, I jump on my motorbike to go up the mountain coastal road – as I want to try to catch the sunset. Unlike Jomtien, the sun sets behind the city – as opposed over the sea – as the East Sea (aka South China Sea – but NEVER say this in Vietnam – as you will be chastised) is facing east and the sun sets in the west. As we are still in the 5 day long weekend holiday of the 50 year National Reunification celebrations, the beach road is literally blocked. It is like a mass pandemonium – as everyone is trying to find parking and run onto the beach sand or into the sea. It is like this for 5km, until I get to where the city limits end and the road narrows and starts to go up into the mountain. It was very stressful driving – but in slow motion – as it is quasi gridlock. I read in the local news that local Da Nang hotels are close to 90% occupancy for this 5 day weekend – amazing. At the overlook point that I had in mind, it is already packed – but there is still enough room to park my motorbike and I start to take some pictures and some selfies, when this young Russian guy, Nikita offers to take my pictures. Nikita is cute in a kind of Russian way. He tells me that he is able to sustain himself in Da Nang on only $1,020 USD per month – I am impressed. Sunset from Son Tra mountain coastal road – too many clouds made the sunset hazy Nikita is super friendly and he is alone here in Da Nang. He is madly in love with his girlfriend (he shows me some pictures of her – and she is absolutely beautiful) but she only wants a friendship with him. We talk for quite a while, but it is getting dark and I want to get back into the city, as I don’t feel comfortable driving in the dark mountain roads with my motorbike. I forgot to mention in yesterday’s trip report update, that while I was at the Lady Buddha temple grounds – I was trying to take some selfies of the city view when this very sexy young Italian guy from Verona, who asked me to take his pictures – which I did – but only if he reciprocated the favor. I had a strong feeling that this guy was a possible “friend of Dorothy” (i.e., gay), but he was with a tour group and when him and I were becoming super friendly, his tour guide called him away from me. Also, I was pretty much focused on my mother’s birthday yesterday – so I was not in the right frame of mind for some fast cruising. I head back to the city and the pandemonium is still underway – but now in the reverse with a gazillion people trying to leave the beach and randomly crossing the 6 lane beach road (3 lanes each way) to get back to their cars, hotels, or over to the other side of the Han River into the proper Da Nang city center. I manage to get the motorbike back to my condo but my nerves are frazzled and I head over to my favorite place for dinner, and I order my favorite dish, the Houston Platter, with an ice cold Saigon beer. Afterwards back to my room and after about 1 hour I am already sleeping. End of day 8 in Da Nang – 1 May 2025

#41 is from Vietnam. He also works at Maha massage if I remember right. He gives good massage anyhow. So if you like his body you can test him out at that place first. #77 is a tattooed twunk from Myanmar. He’s popular so he’s not always in the bar.

I arrived in Hong Kong just as the boat people were fleeing in large numbers from Vietnam and a few from Cambodia. From my apartment window I could see one of the first Vietnamese boats grounded off Lamma island to the west of Hong Kong. No one wanted to go near it until some aid agencies took relief supplies to these poor people who had suffered so much. From then on the Hong Kong government opened its doors to those fleeing these countries, initially in pretty awful refugee camps but later allowing the inhabitants out to work in the Hong Kong community. 1979 was also the first year that the world became aware of the horrors that Pol Pot's government of now renamed Kampuchea had inflicted on its own people. A book I bought that year remains on my shelves and I still refer to it - William Shawcross' shocking and horrific "Sideshow: Kissinger, Nixon and the Destruction of Cambodia." For to the power brokers in Washington, Camdodia had been just that - a sideshow to the main war in Vietnam. Just as in Laos, authority from Congress had never been sought or approved, and so it was an illegal series of masive bombings in that blighted country. These so destablised the country and left a power vacuum that Pol Pot's small group and his growing numbers of executioners were quick to fill. Not that Cambodia had been a haven of peace before the American bombers destroyed a good part of it. It was a faction riven country with Prince Norodom Sihanouk as its titular head. What went on prior to the Pol Pot years (my guide always referred to them as such, never to the "war") is of less consquence in this thread; more, as @vinapu writes, it should be about what happened thereafter. Under Sihanouk, Cambodia had been a member of the United Nations since 1955, two years after gaining independence from France. To become a member, a vote of two thirds of the General Assenbly is needed. As its legal government during the Pol Pot years, it retained membership. But being kicked out of a UN seat is no easy matter. It requires a vote of at least 9 out of the 15 members of the Security Council. Perhaps (and this is my guess) because its government following Pol Pot's regime was technically one obtained by an illegal incursion by the Vietnamese, Security Council voting never reached 9 against. In 1979 India did table a proposal that Cambodia's seat should remain vacant. This was voted down.Thus the stain on the United Nations that it retained the Khmer Rouge as the UN representative until 1989. No doubt Mao and China played a role in the machinations of the Security Council as it had backed the Khmer Rouge. But we must remember the United Nations role in stabilising the country. On March 15 1992 it became the first body ever to become the ruler of a UN sovereign territory. From that date, the United Nations Transitional Authority in Cambodia (UNTAC) became the sovereign government of Cambodia. Its achievements during that time were more than significant. 46 UN countries contributed 22,000 personnel incuding 16,000 soldiers to demilitarise the various factions and set in motion the apparatus to enable the country to operate as a nation state. One group that refused to disarm was the Khmer Rouge. The UN also put constraints on the Vietnamese. Strangely perhaps, the ruler of the country during these next 18 months was a Japanese diplomat! Cambodians as a whole were traditionally monarchists and nothing that had happened in their recent history changed that. So in the general election in 1993 with a 90% turnout a new government involving Hun Sen's party and the royalists formed a coalition. The Khmer Rouge had refusd to take part. It was the last free election the country experienced. in 1998 the royalists mounted a coup. They were defeated. Thereafter nothing was left to hinder power-grabbing Hun Sen from taking over 100%. The UN had vertainly failed to tackle corruption with the result that it has become rampant. In 2010 Hun Sen's government passed a law making whistleblowers illegal. He calls a free press "anarchy" and civil society "an agent iof US-backed change".

I reckon I was fortunate - to a certain extent. Next door to us was a boy of my age. I am probably around the same vintage as @Londoner and although no-one ever spoke of sex in those days other than in hushed tones and gay men were known as queers and poofs, somehow the two of us discovered sexual pleasures in our mid-teens. It was only the usual schoolboy stuff, but enough for me to realise that my interest was in guys not girls. My neighbour went on to marry and have kids. I spent ten years pretending to have girlfriends when all the time I was lusting after other guys. Eventually I gave up the pretence. Moving to Asia in my late 20s certainly opened up my world to one of beautiful young men and much easier and often amazing sex even though one still had to be somewhat discreet in ome parts of the region. Not in Thailand, though! Thankfully I never had to regret not being able to come out until much later.

when you look like I do there aren't a lot of options. Especially as I enter my dotage. But I've been paying for it for a long time.

One of my favorite heterosexual YouTube bloggers in Pattaya is Trevor from Buzzin Pattaya - and he and his organization, they organize "Bar Crawls" which act as a "Welcome Wagon". https://buzzinpattaya.com/ https://www.tiktok.com/discover/buzzin-pattaya-pub-crawl I have personally met Trevor when he started his YouTube video series, "I can't Get it Up So What Can I Do?". Trevor is a great down to earth personable guy. It would be really nice if we had a "Welcome Wagon" equivalent in Pattaya / Jomtien for us gays.

Day 6 in Da Nang – 29 April 2025 Eat breakfast at home and hang out in my condo during the morning because at 2pm I will attend the Social Samy meet-up at 2pm. at the Aussie Bistro https://www.facebook.com/people/Aussie-Bistro/61565831309808/ The Aussie Bistro is a popular sports bar that is frequented by the local expat community. It is quite large, has big TVs to watch the games, and a big pool table. In attendance, we are about 10 people, all foreigners, except for Samy’s wife, who is Vietnamese. Each person orders his/her drink and/or food – I order a watermelon drink with a cheeseburger with egg to eat. It is an enjoyable meeting where the focus is to mainly discuss where to find what each person was querying about in Da Nang and to get to know each other. Some people were from Australia, USA, and Europe. Also, a big topic of conversation was the recently increasing prices for rentals – as Da Nang is gaining as an expat destination, due to all of the positive press that Da Nang is receiving from the many YouTuber bloggers that are here promoting Da Nang. To date, I have seen 5 distinct YouTube bloggers just walking around in my My An / My Khe neighborhood. Around 4:30pm I leave and I grab a take-away salt coffee (yes I am addicted) and go back to my room for a nap – what else do retirees do all day? Hahahaha Later in the evening I return to my favorite BBQ restaurant, and there is another concert already underway as part of the ongoing 50 year National Reunification celebrations. So, I got to enjoy good food and good music. While eating I have a very LONG chat with one of my Thai friends back in Pattaya about the break up with my ex-Thai boyfriend. These chats are good for me from a healing point of view. I can vent my frustrations and disappointments with someone who knows my ex very well. Afterwards, I take a walk along the beach promenade and I see that the bars are full of patrons drinking – as Da Nang is now very full of people for the long 5 day weekend. Back to my room and I call it a night. End of day 6 in Da Nang – 29 April 2025

unfortunately both cases happen from time to time . At least we , by paying , have some leverage on the issue. sometimes also reverse happens , we wish boy goes but he is still hanging around glued to his phone, watching Tv or, horror of horrors , occupies toilet for an hour.

Day 5 in Da Nang – 28 April 2025 Breakfast at my usual place. Decide to take a long beach walk on the ever so beautiful beach promenade – and I do have to say that it is more beautiful than the one back in Jomtien. Furthermore, the seawater is much cleaner than the Jomtien coffee brown seawater. The beautiful walkway continues for about 9km, out of the 30km coastline – so you can get plenty of exercise. There are also many little beverage shacks selling cold refreshments and coffee. Of course I could not resist to have my 2nd salt coffee of the day. On the beach there are these 2 Vietnamese guys meandering around looking to fix your phone’s broken glass. I asked if I could take his advertisement picture as this topic recently came up in another thread about getting an expensive iPhone glass screen replaced. This guy claims that he can do it to perfection. The price depends on his assessment of the work that would be required – so he could not quote me a set fixed price. After my long beach walk I head back to and I order something that I have not eaten in a very long time = New Orlean Style Chicken and Sausage Gumbo. It was delicious and hit the spot. Went back to my room to relax because at 7pm I would need to head over to the Moon Beer & BBQ for a meet-up, organized by the local YouTube blogger star = Travis, https://www.youtube.com/@TravisTravelsVN Venue for tonight's meetup: https://www.facebook.com/moonbeerbbq This event was well attended, as Travis is a very likeable guy from Chicago. We were 2 large tables of about 16 people at each table for a total of around 32 to 35 people. It was mainly attended by expats who are “temporarily” in Da Nang. I say temporarily, because the tourist visa only allows you to stay for 90 days at a time. But I met several people who simply do border runs or fly over to a nearby country at the end of their 90 days and just request another one. Few have been doing this for many years. I was hoping to encounter 1 or 2 fellow gay members, but my gaydar did not make me aware of any. We were each asked to pay 360,000 VND (around 14 USD), which included some lite food to eat and all the beer that you could drink. Not bad. The BIG topic of conversation during the night was the strange blackout that was happening in real time over in Spain, Portugal, and parts of France. Many members were getting live updates from friends and relatives back in Europe. https://hispanatolia.com/en/what-caused-the-massive-blackout-spain-and-portugal-search-for-answers/ What is great about Travis’ group is that you can join his interactive communication blog at: https://www.skool.com/travel-vietnam Where you get occasional updates about what is happening in Da Nang, news alerts, and ways to communicate with the many other members. As of writing this update, there are 559 members and membership only costs $7 USD per month. For me, this is money well spent. --> This is something that we do not have back in Jomtien - a type of "Welcome Wagon" type of group for new gays moving to the Pattaya / Jomtien area. I note that several of the famous heterosexual YouTube bloggers in Pattaya do offer a "Welcome Wagon" type of event for people new to Pattaya who want to meet up with like minded people. --> I also note that in Cebu, I was not able to find anything like (Welcome Wagon) that is being offered here in Da Nang or back in Pattaya. Around 11:15pm, I hire a Grab car to take me back to my condo for 78,000 VND (around 3 USD). To date, this was my most expensive ride, as this venue is across the Han river, over the central part of Da Nang city (kind of like Pattaya City is to Jomtien). I am residing in the My An/My Khe neighborhood, which is the Jomtien area of Da Nang. Before going up into my condo, I notice that I am still hungry and I meander around to find a Banh Mi sandwich to go. Just about as I thought that I found one, the owner had already latched his Banh Mi trailer onto his motorbike and started to zoom away as I approached. But no worries, Banh Mi sandwiches can ALWAYS be found almost anywhere at all hours of the night - even if all of the nearby restaurants have stopped serving at the standard 10pm time (this is a strange Da Nang phenomena that does not exist back in Pattaya and Jomtien - where you can generally eat pretty late in the local restaurants). Around 12:30am I am already asleep. End of day 5 in Da Nang – 28 April 2025

As I have got older, that's another issue that bugs me about paid sex - getting your money's worth. Yes, I know it's a transaction and there should be rules. But now I find when it comes to sex, I hate being limited by "rules of engagement" which I guess they might be termed. I no longer like it being a one-sided arrangement - although, once again, I accept that the boy gets his cash. I also like to take time both before and after. I'd hate it if I had to say to someone, "I paid for an hour and there are 30 minutes left!" Worse would be the boy saying "You've had your hour and I have another customer waiting." But these are merely my views.

The extraordinary journey of Pope Francis continues as his final will has become public. This man who gave up his US$32,000 per month salary and all other manner of perks made arrangements for the funds to go into a Trust. That trust was given to his younger sister after his death. This equally modest woman had never once played up her connection to the Pope. Equally neither brother nor sister had forgotten the other as they corresponded weekly. He asked her not to attend his coronation so as not to draw the media sttention away from his Church. She never flew to be with him in Rome and he never visited her in Argentina. Yet their bond was unbreakable. When she saw how much he had left her to head up a Trust made up of other good men and women she cried. This was not money for a statue, a church or some other tangible symbol of his position as Pope. It asked her to continue his mission by spending the money on the poor, the homeless, education and other issues close to his heart. Money from many other sources is now flowing into that Trust. I beieve this has made Pope Francis unique. His life was one of simplicity, generosity of spirit, kindness, love. Now in death his legacy will ensure that his life's work continues.

On one occasion I was surprised when I looked at my mileage statement - but for very different reason. There seemed to be too many miles! I was on one of those really useful round-the-world tickets. When I got to London I was asked by a client to meet up in Palm Springs. Since I still had some spare coupons, before flying to the US I went to BA at Heathrow and had return flights from LAX to Palm Springs on AA added. No problem. In any case it's less than 200 kms between the airports. Arriving back at LAX I was flying up to San Jose where AA had recently started a non-stop flight to Taipei. I then ended up with a stop-over in Hong Kong before getting home to Bangkok. The airport code for Palm Spring is PPS. For some reason, AA had inserted into the mileage computer the outward ticket as LAX to DPS. Why no one wondered that the next flight was PPS back to LAX I have not the faintest idea. But did I care? DPS is Denpasar, Bali. So I gained 4,000 miles.

Also add M2M and Candy Bar in terms of hybrid shows. Plus the midnight pool-side show at The Venue can often show a revealing outline or two! For pure slease, then you can't beat Nice Boys over in Sunee.

Don't we all!

Saw this young man with his horribly wide short jeans on the MRT yesterday.

It's what you think. I tend to trust better people who visited country soon after nightmare was over. Don't even try to pretend you know better because inevitably question may follow ; " how come ? " . Those who know moved on with their lives leaving brutal past behind it' that's at all possible. As Raposa pointed out , butchers become victims. Murdering quarter of population takes a lot of both willing and forced to participants. Cambodia is country which chose to forget and move on, it's why most of perpetrators, including Pol Pot himself, died in their own beds. Never had own Nurnberg even if had plenty of own Auschvitzes and Dachaus. That seem to be nonsense but helped to avoid spiral of revenge. Case of friendship of Bizot and Duch is one of those never explained mysteries. How they managed to survive in such paranoid regime, one being foreigner and another befriending him ?