donJ

Another sepia-tinted lament about Cambodia before the hotels changed, the massage shops moved and time had the insolence to continue passing.
There was a period when your posts had genuine venom. They were crude, sometimes unfair, occasionally appalling and often very funny. Now we get the forum equivalent of an elderly colonel staring into his gin and remembering when Phnom Penh still knew how to behave.
I confess to a certain fondness for the “distended anus” era. There was real comic menace to it: vulgar, unexpected and magnificently lacking in restraint. One never knew what fresh obscenity was about to come crashing through the door. These days one can practically hear the slippers being placed neatly beside the bed.

City Club building was demolished as part of the expansive Four Seasons Hotel complex that opened in May 2026. That entire block (up to the old Chocolat Hotel) is now part of the the new Four Seasons.
 

Cartagena is a really fun city, mash of old world (one of the earliest modern cities), & new world (hustlers everywhere, something to buy from trinkets to the most grand experiences, on every corner), & it's beautiful. Some people say its only good for a day or two, since it's so intense, but i was there for over a week & couldve stayed longer. Get a comfortable hotel or airbnb so you can chill, and you can walk almost everywhere. And take a trip to the beaches or islands near the city. I went on a all day boat ride & it was amazing. Plenty of guys, there was a gay club in old cartagena, and one outside the old neighborhoods (Cartagena is very black & white divided). I think there was 1 or 2 other bars/video bars/clubs further out but I didnt go to any of them. Lots of guys, some hanging around Plaza trinidad well into the night (where everyone hangs out after all the bars close), trick is having somewhere to go. There were a couple hourly motels right in Getsemani, one wouldnt let me use it, but one did. And theres tourists from all over the world, in addition to all the guys who live there.

Cartagena is a really fun city, mash of old world (one of the earliest modern cities), & new world (hustlers everywhere, something to buy from trinkets to the most grand experiences, on every corner), & it's beautiful. Some people say its only good for a day or two, since it's so intense, but i was there for over a week & couldve stayed longer. Get a comfortable hotel or airbnb so you can chill, and you can walk almost everywhere. And take a trip to the beaches or islands near the city. I went on a all day boat ride & it was amazing. Plenty of guys, there was a gay club in old cartagena, and one outside the old neighborhoods (Cartagena is very black & white divided). I think there was 1 or 2 other bars/video bars/clubs further out but I didnt go to any of them. Lots of guys, some hanging around Plaza trinidad well into the night (where everyone hangs out after all the bars close), trick is having somewhere to go. There were a couple hourly motels right in Getsemani, one wouldnt let me use it, but one did. And theres tourists from all over the world, in addition to all the guys who live there.

Couldnt name the hotels, probably never knew there names, but you can find them on the outskirts of Getsemani. The go to as a bar/club/gogo is Gabanna, not far from the tourists neighborhoods. The other one, City Club, in the tourist area, seems like it closed last year when I just looked it up. Theres another nearby, Taboo, that I never went to, as well as a video bar Geminis deeper into the city, & I didn't venture out that far. Not much else in the way of gathering places in Cartagena i dont think

Cartagena is a really fun city, mash of old world (one of the earliest modern cities), & new world (hustlers everywhere, something to buy from trinkets to the most grand experiences, on every corner), & it's beautiful. Some people say its only good for a day or two, since it's so intense, but i was there for over a week & couldve stayed longer. Get a comfortable hotel or airbnb so you can chill, and you can walk almost everywhere. And take a trip to the beaches or islands near the city. I went on a all day boat ride & it was amazing. Plenty of guys, there was a gay club in old cartagena, and one outside the old neighborhoods (Cartagena is very black & white divided). I think there was 1 or 2 other bars/video bars/clubs further out but I didnt go to any of them. Lots of guys, some hanging around Plaza trinidad well into the night (where everyone hangs out after all the bars close), trick is having somewhere to go. There were a couple hourly motels right in Getsemani, one wouldnt let me use it, but one did. And theres tourists from all over the world, in addition to all the guys who live there.

Cartagena is a great place to visit. Lots of places to visit in the day and night. 
The local beaches aren't too good - but there are plenty of day trips to better beaches you can book. Most involve a boat ride to them. Easy to arrange in town by taking recommendations from your host or visiting the port.
If travelling alone I wouldn't arrange an overnight stay at a beach resort as you'd likely miss the nightlife of Cartagena.
Pretty easy to meet locals in bars and grindr etc - and I found many Colombians liked older guys.

Not much happened. I ended up staying in Hurghada for several days, stayed in the same hotel, never tried to find another apartment since it became clear finding a private place where no one is keeping an eye, no security was not going to be easy. And another thing, after several easy dates, all of them guys off street on Sheraton Rd, cab drivers, sex becomes slightly boring. It becomes repetitive, every time I blow a guy at some construction site, a quicky for a small tip.
Seems fun, and it is, but after about a week, several guys every day and night, always outside and not exactly comfortable, slightly risky since you are in an isolated spot... at some point you've had enough. At that point, Hurghada becomes boring, the city itself is nothing spectacular. 
Hurghada is cheap, could stay there for a month or several months, but weather starts getting hotter, day time very hot. If I had managed to find an apartment, would have stayed longer, sex would have been better, I'd feel safer being in my own home, not at abandoned construction site  or behind advertising billboard, blowing a stranger. Hotels are boring and there isn't much to do during a day. 
I ended up taking a Russian charter flight to Cairo and stayed there for few days and then back to Europe. I will return for sure, hopefully more motivated and able to find a private apartment, that would make a huge difference in Hurghada.
Thailand in mid September, staying at least until mid December.. I wish I was attracted to Thai guys. Thailand is always a celibate holiday, good place for long stay but no sex. I wish North Africa had the freedom to do what you want, stay where you like and be able to host, like in Thailand, but then it probably wouldn't be exciting.
 
 
 

Gay hammams do not exist in Egypt as such.
However, when having a male masseuse, asking at the reception whether you can be naked during the massage (like in Europe), telling them that you prefer a specific type to be your guy, arriving when there are not that many people around, being alone in the room with him, complimenting his body, asking about his marital status, you most definitely - exceptions aside - get what you want. (Almost) everywhere!
In my opinion, do not expect the masseuse to initiate the deal (happens of course). The risk is solely on them. Put your hands beside your body when they lean over you. Gently move your thumb or little finger. Apologise and see how he reacts. The moment will tell. 
Good luck! Have fun!
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I’m so grateful to have found this forum to get inspired (lol) and excited for an upcoming trip to Egypt.
I was in Morocco (Marrakech and Tangier) last January and sharing one of my encounters here! Have a few other experiences (one of which was getting scammed by a local i met on Grinder), and might share some of them when i have time within the week.
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I’d just arrived in a coastal town of Tangier and, because of local laws, there aren’t really gay clubs or saunas. But Grindr? Absolutely buzzing. The second you open it, it’s like a casino machine that never stops spinning. My only dilemma: I couldn’t host. I was staying with friends in an Airbnb.
Around 1 a.m., a blank profile messaged me. Pretty standard there. He sent photos, said he was bi, discreet, and unfortunately for my survival instinct, he was very cute. He couldn’t host either, but offered something that sounded equal parts sweet, bold, and reckless: he’d pick me up, drive me around the city, and “kiss in the car.” I told my friend I’d share my live location for 24 hours, promised to send the car details, and decided to risk it.
He texted: “BMW. I’m in front of the door.” Honestly, that gave me a weird sense of security. Maybe I trusted the idea of trouble not driving something that luxurious.
He introduced himself. So as not to dox him, let’s call him Ahmed.
Ahmed, a local businessman, just came from a shisha session with his buddies, got horny, and found me on Grindr.
We quickly took off to a very nice drive, i must say. He explained so many things about the city.
“This is the Mediterranean side, and there’s an area where it meets the Atlantic side.” “That’s is a good restaurant with nice performances.” “Over there is the king’s palace overlooking the ocean.” It felt like being taken on a personal night tour by someone who loves where he lives, and I was happy seeing parts of town i wouldn’t have seen if it weren’t for him.
And yeah, while all this wholesome tourism was happening, the tension between us was… very not wholesome. I’d touch him, he’d let me, then we’d both stop whenever we hit busy streets or police checkpoints (Morocco was hosting AFCON, so security was everywhere). His cock wasn’t huge. More like a perfect boyfriend size. At one point his phone rang, he answered in Arabic, and I just knew it was probably his wife. He hung up, gave me that calm, reassuring smile again, and it was like nothing could rattle this man.
Eventually he drove us to a dark cliffside parking area overlooking the Atlantic. Moonlight. Wind. A few cars scattered around us doing probably exactly what we were about to do. He joked, “If you swim 5,000 kilometers from here, you’d reach New York.” while turning off the engine and interior lights of his sports car. We’ve been edging each other while on the unofficial city tour already, so told him there was something closer I wanted to reach (hint: his cock).
Ahmed quickly removed his Nike tech pants, revealing his cock and I can now play with it freely. Wasting no time, I unbuckled my seatbelt to suck him off. Moans out of pleasure all over. It wasn’t hard to deepthroat him because his dick wasn’t so big, and i felt him reach for my asshole to play with it. I asked if i could play with his nipples (a fetish of mine) and I was taken over the edge when he said “You can do whatever you want.” There I was, going between licking his nipples and biting them softly while using my hand to play with his dick, and going down on him to play with his balls.
He then unbuttoned my pants and started playing with my hard cock. “So much pre cum!”, he told me. He seemed happy I’m that turned on.
After just a few minutes I heard him say “Keep sucking me!”. His moaning and panting were getting more intense. I asked him if he was about to cum and he said yes. So i used my tongue and mouth even more intensely.
He finished. Hot. Heavy. A release that hit hard. I swallowed, laughing breathlessly, and told him there was a lot. He grinned and said it had been weeks.
I barely had time to enjoy that victory before his face changed.
“Fuck.”
Headlights exploded beside us. A large police vehicle rolled up. My heart dropped to my toes. Pants half-open. Mouth still tasting him. Brain screaming. Ahmed moved fast, adjusting himself, sitting upright like nothing had happened, rolling the window down with the composure of a man built for stress.
The officer stepped out and came to his side. They spoke in Arabic. I tried to move as little as possible while buttoning myself. Ahmed’s tone was firm. Slightly irritated. Not scared. That confidence saved me.
The officer glanced at me a few times but never addressed me. Ahmed slipped him documents, muttered something firm, and eventually the police just… left. Drove away like it was nothing.
“See?” he smiled, like we hadn’t just lived a full psychological horror film. “Everything is okay.”
I finally exhaled.
He later explained that things could have gone badly if alcohol was involved or if I’d been a woman, but usually the “worst” that happens is they ask for money. He drove me home after, laughing about how we were both unlucky and lucky at the same time. Unlucky to be targeted (out of the few cars in that spot), lucky he’d finished seconds before. We let out a big laugh.
When he dropped me off, I told him this was one for the books. And it is. I’ll never forget him, or that cliff, or how fast desire can turn into fear and then back into relief again. He smiled like he already knew.
TL;DR: Hooked up with a Moroccan guy in his car on a cliff. He finished. Police pulled up seconds later. Thought my life was over. It wasn’t. 10/10 story. 0/10 recommend for nerves.

do they feel the same way?

By asking the bus driver, where's he going?

In April I was in Delhi, Mumbai, Goa, Bengalaru and Chennai...

It's a challenge finding hookups free or paid, so any super hairy or overweight, fake pics, etc.... but there are some good ones.

5* hotel service is amazing.....I'm going back to Mumbai, Goa and Bengalaru the end of Oct if that tells you anything, lol 

Also going to Sri Lanka for my 1xt time from there, then Thailand, Indonesia.

Exactly something I was looking for, like I said I don't know much. I really want to go to Saigon, & I want to be somewhere more quiet as well, where I can take my shoes off, cheap massages everyday, & just generally take it easy

I enjoy reading these anyway so I will go through it & if we end up going I'll report back

HCMC/Saigon
 
I arrived by train from Danang. It’s an 18-hour train ride, but at least half the time I was sleeping and during daylight I enjoyed watching the scenery. I also got a decent meal and coffee along the way. If you have time and enjoy travelling by train, I highly recommend it.
 
Arrival was around 730 in the morning, so my room at the Alagon City Hotel and Spa was not ready yet, but the receptionist directed me to the pool area, where I had a shower and a change of clothes. Thus refreshed, I consulted Grindr. One message was from an early 30s guy from Singapore staying in a Hotel close by. We had a nice quickie in his room and I set out to explore the city after that.
 
On a coffee break I chatted with a 21 year old student and we agreed to meet at the cafe where I was sitting. We had a nice chat, then a nice walk and then lunch. After that we went back to the hotel. He was with me as I completed check-in and followed me to my room, so it seems the hotel has no issues with guests. We had no less than three rounds of great sex interrupted by cuddling and conversation. After that we went out for dinner and he returned home.
 
The next day, I didn’t do much in the morning except enjoying the rooftop pool area and some reading. In the afternoon I visited Adam Spa (Nadam on google maps). It has excellent reviews on this forum and elsewhere. Well deserved as it must be the most aesthetically pleasing gay sauna I have ever been to (once my sight had adjusted to the dim light). There is a steam room, saunas and jacuzzi on the ground floor. On the next floor is a cruising area with several rooms where you can enjoy privacy. On the last floor is a warmish chill out room with an aroma steam room in the middle.
 
I came around 4 pm on a Tuesday and there were some 12-15 other guests at that time. From late 20s to 60s. I had fun with 4 of the other guests during my two hour visit. Adam Spa is around 6 km from district one. I took 40 minutes to cover that distance by car during rush hour traffic, so next time I go, I will book a motorcycle Grab instead of a car.
 
I had dinner again with the student from the previous day and we went to the hotel for another round of good sex and a couple of hours of cuddling and sleeping before he had to go home. 
 
On the third day I had an early afternoon hook-up. He came directly to the hotel. It was meh, and the guy didn’t quite look like his pictures, so I let it be a reminder to myself either to meet people outside first or have validated photos or a video chat before agreeing to hook up.
 
In the evening, my fwb from Bangkok arrived, so for the next 5 days there was no need for saunas or Grindr. We had a good time visiting some of Saigon’s main attractions like the Independence Palace and the War Remnants Museum. We also did a day trip to the Mekong Delta and watched a show in the Opera House. It was dancing and acrobatics in the same style as the Hoi An Memories Show, but not quite as impressive. 
 
There was hardly any smog in Saigon and the city is actually quite walkable with wide sidewalks lined with trees and numerous little parks that also offer a bit of refuge from the otherwise chaotic traffic. 
 
Vietnamese food is really good, the coffee is excellent and prices are lower than in Thailand. hooking up via apps and in the saunas is easy, but judging from my one experience massages are probably not as good as in Thailand. All in all, I highly recommend a visit to Vietnam.

Ninh Binh/Tam Coc and Hoi An
 
I took a train to Ninh Binh and a Grab to my accommodation in Tam Coc, Tam Coc Valley Eco Resort. Nice little place in a compound with rooms with direct access to the courtyard/pool area. They had bicycles for free use, so my first afternoon, I explored the surroundings on two wheels, had coffee and crepe by the lake and later for dinner half a spitroasted duck that I couldn’t finish.
 
Next day I had booked a full day tour to see the ancient Imperial temple at Hoa Lu, the newish pagoda at Bai Dinh, the Trang An Tunnel cave system and finally the 500 steps up Lying Dragon Mountain to see the views.
 

On my last day it rained a little. That is perfect running weather for me, so I went for a run around some of the area that I had explored by bike on the first day.
There wasn't a lot of activity on Grindr. Mostly other tourists stay in Tam Coc, whereas it seems the locals live in Ninh Binh around 6 km from there. So if you want physical intimacy in Tam Coc, I suggest you bring a date or try a different app than Grindr.
 
A 14 hour night train from Ninh Binh to Danang and then an hour by grab brought me to Hoi An. My sleep on the train was better than I had expected, so before I left the station in Danang I purchased another train ticket for the next leg of my journey to Saigon. 
 
Hoi An is a very charming town famous for tailors, leather goods and silk lamps that attracts a lot of visitors. I discovered that a good part of the visitors are day trippers who stay on the coast or in Danang, so mornings and evenings are not so crowded, but still very charming. There is a one hour show every evening, the Hoi an Memories Show. It is an extravaganza of lights, music, fire, water, and hundreds of performers, quite a number of whom are bare chested young men. 
 

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The town has a gay bar, Living colors, and a gay sauna, Rooster. On my first evening there, a Thursday, I tried out the sauna. It is a small place covering three floors. The ground floor has a locker room and showers, next floor up a sauna, a steam room, a jacuzzi and a balcony/smoking area and the last floor has 4 or 5 lockable rooms. I had fun with the one other guest there, a forty-something local and when he left I decided to try out one of the spa treatments on offer. 
 
I chose the one hour body scrub at a price of 500k dong from which the entry fee of 150k dong was subtracted. I wasn’t too impressed. I have had body scrubs in hamams in Istanbul that had me almost floating on air as I left the establishments. This was more of a poorly executed massage with the addition of being rubbed down with a scrubbing creme. I hadn’t cum yet, so I also accepted the extras offered, which was basically just a handjob. I tipped 500 k and the therapist seemed pleased with that.
 
I gave the place a second chance on a Sunday early evening. This time there was at least 6 other guests besides me, and I hooked up with two of them, both local, one around my age and one in his thirties.
 
From Grindr I had a hook up with a Brazilian couple in their 40’s and 50’ and some side fun with a local in his 30’s at my rooms (Full Moon Apartments). At the gay bar, Living Colors, I attended karaoke night on friday and drag show (just one queen, but she did well) on saturday and made out with a very cute late 20’s from the Philippines.
 
On Grindr, it seemed that most of the local talent lives in Danang, so I think I will try staying there a few days, if I ever return. I think I may, as I have really enjoyed Vietnam so far.
 
Next and final installment of my Vietnam report will be about Saigon, where I have only been one day so far, but have already had great fun.

I am currently in Vietnam for the first time and thought I might share some of my impressions with you. 
 
First stop was Hanoi for two nights. I arrived just after dark and stayed in the area near the Notre Dame look-alike cathedral. I liked the evening vibes, people eating and walking about outside in the pleasant winter temperatures. Had a bowl of pho and a beer. I had just spent three nights in Bangkok, so I wasn’t exactly starved for sex, so I just had a few chats on Grindr that didn’t go anywhere that evening.
 
 
 
Next day, I discovered that Hanoi is not quite as charming by day. The smog is very dense and it has apparently become a permanent condition during the winter months so they should be avoided if you have any respiratory issues. I don’t, so I was happy to walk about for around half a day taking in different sights like the Ho Chi Minh Mausoleum, the Imperial Fortress, Temple of Literature and a couple of lakes and parks.
 
I ended up by the train station where I purchased a ticket for one of the next legs of my journey and then returned to the hotel.
 
Since the previous evening I had chatted with a 40 year old from the Philippines, who had lived in Hanoi and was back to visit for a while. We met for beers and dinner and a few more beers, before going back to my hotel, The Chi Boutique Hotel. Security guy and bell boy looked, but didn’t say anything, so I would characterize the place as joiner friendly. All in all a great date with good conversations and tips about Vietnam and a nice round of sex 😀
 
Next morning, I was picked up to go on a two night cruise on Halong Bay. It was a very nice cruise on a small boat with four other passengers and six staff. Tour operator is called Indochina Junk. The cruise cost around 600 usd and included meals, guide and activities. 
 

 
I returned to Hanoi for one night after the cruise. My date from my second evening had recommended P6 sauna as a fun place, so I went. I arrived around 6 on a Sunday evening. The place was busy with guys mostly younger than me. Everything is on one floor with a bar, saunas, steam rooms, jacuzzi, a darkish space, a few private rooms and a lounge for smoking.  
 
I had lots of fun with foreigners and locals. The local etiquette is a bit funny. The Vietnamese are not shy to touch and grope, but when it comes to doing the deed, they seem to prefer dark places. And no, I don't think it was because they couldn't bear to look at me, cause I did hook up in a lit private room with a cute 30-year-old from Ecuador
There is definitely fun to be had in Hanoi from the apps, but if the purpose of your trip is carnal pleasures, there is more fun to be had in Bangkok in my experience.

Hi @donJ I was in Vietnam for three weeks early this year and had a really good time. People I met also reccomended the Ha Giang Loop and I think I will do that next time I visit. Vietnam is easy on the wallet and people are very friendly. I also really enjoyed the food and coffe. The only negative experience was the high levels og smog in Hanoi. I am not someone who goes out late, but there were plenty of opportunites in both Hanoi and Saigon for someone who enjoys that.
 

Hello @donJ,
I wrote the below thread more than 1 year ago about my long stay in Da Nang, Vietnam - a beautiful coastal city.
It is very Da Nang centric - and perhaps it will give you a small glimpse on gay life in Da Nang.
During your trip to Vietnam please update us here as it would be nice to see Vietnam through the eyes of 2 guys who are in their 30s.
Thanks
 

A friend invited me to potentially visit Vietnam for a few weeks early next year. Know a little about it but not much, and heard it's only getting more and more popular as destination. I've never been to Asia before, but I've always wanted to go & see some of the big cities. I love meeting new people & going out way too late. But I'd also enjoy some barefoot walks & hammock naps, & some humid jungle weather. Anyways, does anyone have any experiences of any kind or thoughts on the country? Just trying to get a general feel & this is more interesting group than the generic travel forums. 
I also spent a LOT of my time working so I'd love to reap some of the rewards of being leisurely & not worrying too much about the wallet. We're both in our mid 30s.

The level of details and clarity of your report reads like a novel. I feel like I'm there beside you. I love your trip report!

Hi
I just returned from a nine-day Hurghada trip. Unfortunately, I can't top Connor's stories or compete with White mouse's experiences. To both, thanks for the insight.
In terms of accommodation, I followed Connor's advice and stayed in a private apartment in a local area close to a lively street called Thalateen. That street is super cruisy, both in the mornings and evenings. When having Egyptian breakfast, two guys started talking to me asking the endless same intro questions (Where are you staying? Alone? Married?). They weren't handsome enough to take them home. Both in their early twenties, slim bodies, certain teeth missing, ... At night, the street get's filled with guys enjoying sisha and drinking mint tea. A waiter gave me his phone number and asked to meet after his shift. He eventually texted me at 3 am, which I only realised in the morning. As he would have been a potential candidate, I replied his text the next day, yet my texts remained unanswered.
The whole of Hurghada seems to consist of horny Egyptians looking for some extra cash. The majority of InDrive drivers I spoke with told me they are not originally from there, yet maintain families in Cairo and work a couple of months with tourists to earn as much as cash as possible. Almost always, the conversation ended with proposals to meet for a massage with sex at my flat. Out of the 26 taxi's I took - the app keeps a record - I had this conversation 23 times. In three occasions I couldn't bother as the drivers were wearing gallabeyas. I took drivers upstairs for beer and hashish on two occasions. The sex was ok, yet the conversations were also interesting. As I speak Egyptian Arabic quite well, it has given me more insight into their lives and needs. Surprisingly - doesn't happen a lot - one guy also wanted to kiss. Both came pretty fast. Their bodies were like mine, average, yet their faces were funny, curious and full of life. I rather don't pay for sex, so tipped them extra in the taxi.
I went twice for a massage at the spa Connor had recommended. I arrived after 7 pm (they seem to close at 9.30 pm) and had two different massage therapists on both evenings. The massage were decent (1700 LE) and relaxing in both occasions, when reaching my upper back to be massaged, they paced their hard cocks into my hand palms. The penises were good sizes, super hard and often would appear out of their pants. As the doors could be opened immediately, I didn't feel the need to be fucked. One therapist - on the first occasion - asked if he could fuck me on the table. I refused and he respected that. He really wasn't me type. The second was 24 years old, super masculine and arrogant-looking cocky. I asked him to fuck me. He changed the massage table closer to the wall, barricaded the door, sat on my upper legs and gently entered. His strength and masculinity turned me on massively. It was a great fuck. He cleaned me afterwards.
I was lucky to have a friend for visit from Cairo, whom I met when I was living there in 2016. We then met on an unofficial gay party and we stayed in contact all over the years. Meanwhile, he is married with a four-year old daughter. The two things I like about him: his sweet and caring character (no money involved) and his buff, broad and muscled master body. He's the Arabic type that doesn't have to take any supplements in order to look as hot as hell. It's impossible to meet him without feeling like a rabbit, albeit never having the feeling our 'relationship' is about sex. Call me stupid, in denial or naive, but he is most likely the closest to a deep friendship I ever have become. He stayed with me for three days and we got swimming, snorkelling and eating out. With him, I have better sex than with my husband in Europe. We slept in the same bed and would regularly wake up to fuck each other. 
As Hurghada in terms of city is boring, especially when my friend left, and the surroundings are not that spectacular either, I took a GoBus to Luxor for three nights. Over there, I stayed at the Iberotel. It rained the first day, which is highly unusual. I took the chance to re-visit the Karnak and Luxor Temple. The amount of tourists has sharply risen since 8 years ago. Luxor is annoying. Sex is everywhere to be on offer. The guy at the hotel bar came to my room twice to check if everything was ok (room service). He didn't turn me on at all. Nothing happened. Many horse carriage drivers seem to be willing to take you around and more. Many looked like they hadn't showered in a week. Two taxi drivers wanted to take me to their private apartments. No, thanks. One of the shop owners at Karnak took me inside his perfume shop and when spraying a smell I actually liked (an exception in Egyptian oil and perfume shops), he surprisingly stood suddenly behind me smelling my neck pressing his hard cock against by ass. Having a tea at night at the felucca boulevard, I got approached by a man who wanted me to show his boat (again...). To be fair, almost nothing happened - I just flirted - as I was still with my Cairo friend on my mind and stomach.
I don't think I will be returning to Hurghada. I prefer Sharm El Sheikh more. It is more diverse, less family oriented, it has a nicer shopping area and the surroundings (desert, Bedoiun culture, Ras Mohamed, Dahab, Taba) are more interesting and more beautiful. In terms of guys, Hurghada has pleasure around every corner. Like everywhere in Egypt.
Next destination: Cairo, Siwa oasis, Marsa Matrough and Alexandria... Next year!

Hi everyone! 
Two weeks ago I got back home from a very nice trip to Dubai (before the war started) and Thailand and I want to share my experiences with you. 
I will write a separate trip report for my time in Thailand. This one only covers the 5 days I spent in Dubai. 
It was my first time in Dubai and it had never been too interesting to me to actually visit, but for this trip I just wanted to explore a new destination for a few days and Dubai seemed to be the right choice. 
I arrived on a Sunday morning and took the metro to my hotel. I specifically picked a hotel close to a metro station as that usually gives you quite some budget friendly and quick transportation options without having to use taxis/grab/bolt/etc. all the time. 
I did a bit of sightseeing and of course also had a look at Grindr and Romeo. Using a VPN, it was no problem to access the apps. I was surprised about the amount of guys using face pics. There were lots of Filipino and Indian guys, a few Arabs, and a few Africans. I had not specifically planned to hook up in Dubai but one guy from Senegal had gotten my attention, and I couldn't say no to that African twinkish jock, who was in his mid twenties. We chatted for a bit and I asked to meet him the next evening. I was really nervous how things are at hotels in Dubai. The elevator/stairs of my hotel were opposite of the reception and there was always a security guy present. Mister Senegal asked for my room number and name, in case he needs to register, but I wasn't sure if it would be a good idea to share that so I didn't and suggested to meet in front of the hotel. About 20min before our date I went outside of the hotel for a cigarette and waited next to a couple of other guys just sitting and smoking. He arrived on time and looked very handsome. We chatted a little and I used my very rusty French (language) skills. The profile pics definitely didn't lie and he was indeed a French speaker so Senegal could definitely be his country of origin. I felt a little anxious when we walked towards the hotel entrance, just totally unaware if anyone would stop or question us. No one did, we quickly got in the elevator and went to my room. He wasn't particularly shy and we had a pleasant time together. He certainly tasted good 😋. I didn't have much local currency on me, so I had offered him 50 Euros when we were chatting before, which he was happy about. He told me it was only his second month in Dubai and that he was looking for a job in a hotel. Once we were finished he left and I was very satisfied. 
I arranged a second date with him for my last night in Dubai. Same procedure with meeting in front of the hotel. This time I wasn't that anxious, considering how easy it was the first time. This time, the security guy interfered though, when we wanted to get into the elevator and asked if he was registered as a visitor. Pure awkwardness on my side in that moment but Mr. Senegal didn't seem to bother and just quickly showed his ID at the reception who typed in something on her computer and in about 1 minute we were good to go. It was pretty obvious what was happening, but the hotel staff stayed discreet and I might have even noticed a little smile from the muscular Arab security guy. I wouldn't have said no to him either... I still had a bit of a bad feeling if the visitor registration would cause any issues when checking out from the hotel. Anyway, we went up to my room and I enjoyed the time together with Mister Senegal once more. It was equally fun as the first time and once we were done and he had left, I started to prepare my luggage for the departure the next day. At checkout, there was no mentioning of my visitor or any extra charge, so I was relieved and glad that I took the opportunity to add Senegal on my list of nationalities I had sex with. 
My flight left Dubai on February 26 around 6pm towards Kuwait, where I had a connection to Bangkok. Considering the tension between the US, Israel and Iran the weeks prior, I was glad that my stay in Dubai was unaffected. Only short after my arrival in Thailand did I realize how lucky I actually was to still get out of the Gulf region just in time, when I read about the start of the war the next day. 
My next trip report will come soon and focus on the fabulous time I had in Jomtien and Bangkok. 
Cheers, Tom

Hey, after leaving Marrakesh, arrived in Hurghada on March 28, used a ride share app inDrive to get to Sheraton Rd. About 5 minute ride, cost 100 EGP, about $2 USD, from now on all prices in $, easier for everyone.
Driver about 25, handsome, I told him I'm renting a private apartment at Sheraton Rd, that's the main road at new Hurghada, it is not at the beach but this is where locals live and streets are lively. Anyway, I smiled at him few times, he got the hint, I bluntly offered to blow him. We did in his car, he drive off the main highway to town. Cost 400 EGP, $7.
I had booked a private apartment at Booking com, about 5 minute walk from Sheraton Rd McDonald's, smaller side street. Key in a locker box, no security, not even a front door to enter the stairway, nice and private, it seemed.
Apartment was nice enough, $20 per night, I only booked for 1 night, although I'm planning to stay in Hurghada 2 weeks. I ran in and out of the apartment several times, bought bottle of gin, then some other stuff, maybe in and out 3 times since arrived. Never saw anyone in the building, my apartment on 4th floor.
Now things get interesting. Sat next to a local guy at Sheraton Rd bench, there are several benches, from McDonald's down the street, many local guys are sitting around, sitting is free and they always ask for a cigarette. I bought a pack just to share, it's a good way to start conversation.
So in about 15 minutes I spoke to a guy, handsome enough, maybe 25, I said I have a private place, we walked to my building. And then suddenly there is a stranger, just a guy, a local, asking my guest something in Arabic, loud tone, shouting almost, looking almost angry. I had no clue who this guy is, but my guest spoke to him in Arabic, and told me in English that guest is not allowed in a building. I called my host, apartment owner in WhatsApp, we had spoken earlier about building location. He told me no guest is allowed. I replied, this is my home, I rented a full apartment from him, and my guest is my friend. NO! No guest allowed. 
So he suggested he knows a quiet place, few minutes taxi ride, we took a taxi, not far, a construction site with no fence, no staff, it was dark by then. I blew him, guy was super hot, wanted to fuck me, I declined, but he really enjoyed to bj, so did I, 600 EGP, $11. When I gave him the money, he was protesting, saying this is not enough even though we had agreed on this before. This is the usual song and dance in Morocco, Tunisia, Egypt. So I just ignored it and he gave up.
We took a taxi back, to the center, I walked around a bit, everywhere in the center local guys make eye contact, usually offering all kinds of substances. 
Later on I spoke to another guy, agreed on the money and we walked to a closed shop front, he had a key, a b,j again. Very handsome guy, maybe 25. I liked it very much. Arab straight guys are fairly aggressive during bj , not shy at all and I like it, it's almost never disappointing.
But what is a big disappointment is the situation with my so called private apartment. No guests. Just like ever hotel, except nowhere does it state this while you are booking the place. Contrary, booking site says 'private apartment with a private entrance'.
So I'm writing this next morning, I'm checking out, looking at other places in the neighborhood. The whole point of not staying in a hotel is privacy of apartment, without it there are downsides, no security, noise from the street all night. Thinking if I should fuck this host a claim a refund, not sure but seems unfair to misrepresent the booking conditions.
I'll stay in Hurghada, kõik for another place, see how it goes, will update, hopefully later tonight.
Btw, I am new here, but long time poster at Sawadteenetwork, nicks Whitemouse and Doubledutch,  met several members from there after spending last 10 years in Pattaya, staying 6 months every winter. Tried to register at gay-thailand here, ages ago, never heard from Admin and could not post.