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No suspects, no trail… just like clockwork. Almost as if pushing too close to the Epstein files comes with a silencer of its own. Putin would be proud of the lesson learned. Poetic, if nothing else.

How much can they possibly sell a night and pay the bills?

These, on the other hand were AMAZING....600g and 500g respectively 🐷

You would've needed a chainsaw to cut thru it....

I don't like the strip cut...and this was especially tough at La Parrolaccia

I usually start with Google reviews—but I filter out the oddballs who give 1 star for silly reasons like “it was closed on Monday” or “no parking.” That way, you get a clearer picture of the food and service. In New England, you’ll generally have plenty of good options. My experience growing up in Boston is that bad restaurants don’t last long—local diners and regulars keep the good spots alive. It’s different in places like NYC or Orlando, where the sheer volume of tourists means even mediocre places can survive on turnover. In New England towns, consistency and quality matter a lot more, so you’re safer taking a chance even if a place doesn’t post a menu online.

First Impressions This was my first time in Argentina, and I came in with an open mind. Immigration at Ezeiza took about 45 minutes, and the agents weren’t exactly friendly—a tone I’d notice again during my stay, as hospitality in general felt less service-oriented than in other places I’ve been. Still, Buenos Aires had an undeniable energy, and while I wasn’t drawn to most guys I saw, a few definitely caught my attention. Where I Stayed I booked the DoubleTree. It felt expensive for what it was—an older property that could use some renovations, and staff that weren’t particularly warm. On the plus side, the bed and linens were comfortable, so I slept well, which matters most on a busy trip. Money & Weather The weather was chilly but pleasant—not too cold. What wasn’t so pleasant was trying to get money: no ATM would work for me. I had to Western Union myself money twice. The casas de cambio were very strict, only taking perfect $100 USD bills, otherwise the rate was terrible. Western Union ended up being the best option, even if inconvenient. Food & Restaurants Luckily, I had a Cuban friend (who used to live in Buenos Aires) show me around. Two standout steak restaurants were Parrilla Peña and Santos Manjares—both excellent. My first attempt was at an Italian-style steakhouse where I mistakenly ordered a bife de chorizo thinking it was filet. It was actually more like a strip steak and came out tough. Lesson learned: order the lomo de bife (tenderloin) instead—much better cut and very tender. Nightlife & Gay Scene The gay scene had a fun variety. My boyfriend and I checked out a few bars that were more like sex clubs with drinks—okay, but nothing to write home about. One ongoing theme: way too many bottoms, and the tops were like roosters in a henhouse. We hit Zoom Bar, Boys Bar, and Contramano (which felt like a throwback to 80s cruising culture). Our last night we went to Glam Disco for their MA.CHO night, which reminded me a little of DJ Station in Bangkok—energetic, crowded, and good music. My boyfriend went solo to Full Sauna one night—he said it was packed with about 500 people. It’s an old place that could use some remodeling, but he had fun anyway. Highlight: Hard Rock Cafe #90 A personal milestone—this trip included my 90th Hard Rock Cafe visit worldwide at the Puerto Madero location. The staff there treated me like a star which made the night unforgettable. Management covered the food and drinks for the three of us, we took pictures with the entire staff, and they even gave me a signed HRC shirt. It was hands down the highlight of my time in Buenos Aires. Other Notes I checked Skokka out, a site with escorts—most guys were asking $100–150 USD. Knowing I had Rio coming up next, I passed. If I didn’t have Rio on the horizon, I might’ve considered, but it wasn’t worth it this time. Overall Buenos Aires was a mix of highs and lows: chilly but nice weather, frustrating money logistics, solid steak dinners, and nightlife that ranged from nostalgic to fun. While I wouldn’t call it the most welcoming city I’ve visited, the highlight at Hard Rock Cafe and a few nights out definitely made the trip memorable. And my boyfriend—being a top—certainly had no problem finding his share of fun. 😉 Next stop was Iguazu Falls, no sex, but was available on Skokka and Grindr...definitely more a tourists stop for us with AMAZING water falls and Hard Rocks # 91 and 92 🤷‍♂️

Jomtien

Where?

And bathroom remodelers about golden faucets and toilets 😝

what's the sense then?

Some pay extra for that fetish...

Pretty common theme it seems 🤷‍♂️

Playas del Este...Mi Cayito. I'm barely out in the sun....I mean so barely that I need to take a vitamin D supplement #vampirelife

The more common scam (which some saunas used to do sometimes, apparently) is to scan your card on one reader and then “it doesn’t go through” — and they use a second reader which somehow always works. But they have your number on the first reader, and they can either sell that number or make a charge later.

Boyztown and Boyz Boyz Boyz was changed to Z's for that reason. I use the term Kid a lot when referring to someone younger than me, think it's a Boston thing, a lot of people I grew up with do as well, we refer to each other as kid or hey kid too....🤷‍♂️

Is why I think about it no matter where I am...

This happened to me decades ago in Brazil—I had a camera stolen by someone I knew. A few days later, I ran into him on the street and asked why he did it. His answer was simple: he needed money. I dragged him to the police station myself. He laughed the whole way, certain nothing would happen. But after I spoke with a detective (and a little money changed hands), they discovered he already had a warrant. The look on his face when they put him in handcuffs and led him to a cell was priceless. The detective even asked if I wanted him roughed up later—I said no. I didn’t hate him, I was just disappointed, because we had known each other for a long time. I’ll never forget what a Brazilian who had lived in Miami once told me outside of Corujina’s: “Don’t trust anyone completely. Always stay sharp and lock everything up. No matter how much you think you can trust them, desperation can push people to do things you wouldn’t expect....They've sucked cock for money after all” Those words have stayed with me everywhere I travel.

I know Mexicans in Texas do it on birthdays.... and this is from Google: The tradition of "garlands of money" for a birthday is most prominently seen in New Orleans, where friends and family pin money, often in dollar bills, onto the celebrant's clothing as a public announcement and a way to show well wishes. This tradition is rooted in African and African American customs of "dashing" people with money for good fortune, and it allows strangers to also give money to the birthday person. Another related practice is the creation of a money lei, common in Hawaiian and other Pacific Island traditions, where folded bills are strung together as a decorative gift.

You should definitely branch out a bit! I’ve been to over 80 countries, and for a while I just kept running back to Thailand and Brazil on repeat. Still love them, but now I try to fit in a new destination each trip. Tomorrow it’s Argentina for the first time, then Uruguay and Paraguay before heading to my old reliable Brazil—where, of course, I’ll miss the mythical Namazu and @Latbear4blk by a few days, and depart just before @Mavica lands. In October I’m mixing in some new spots in India before looping back through Manila, BKK/Pattaya, Bali, and Jakarta… where I’m hoping to catch up with a few people—and gracefully dodge a few others. 😏

With or without the pill?

You work 😳

There’s definitely a lot of sticky rice, especially in certain circles… but thankfully the potato queens are around too 😁. I always joke with my Asian friends who say they’re shy or conservative—that may be true in public, but behind closed doors or in a dark room, they’re up for everything

For those that haven't been to Bali, Bule = Farang 😉 Sounds like a hot party, I'll have to be on the lookout for something like that next time....🙏

Their seatmap online will show if that flight has eDreams seats in Business or not