The weather was perfect for our month in Sydney. The shopping was kind of
mediocre though. Most of the stuff there was the same thing we would find
in any mall in Highland Park. And, the food was just weird. I still don't
know what vegemite is exactly. The highlight for us was a seven day cruise
to see great white sharks. After seeing that, we didn't want to go to the
beach for a week. Though the water was really too cold anyway.
Of all the places we went, New Zealand was pretty much the closest to being
like the U.S. It felt so much like home that we spent three weeks there.
We mostly stuck to outdoor adventure type stuff. We got to do lots of riding
(both kinds). I'm not sure which I liked more. There was a horse named
Zephyre who had just the right kind of trot, if you know what I mean. But
there was also a Maori athlete named Kura with and abundance of muscles
and just the right kind of thrust:)
Romantically speaking, Jenni and I pretty much struck out in Thailand. There
were tons of men there, but they were only interested in the Thai girls.
Jenni and I started to joke, "no bang cock in Bangkok". We did have a great
time doing the more run of the mill tourist stuff. We saw lots of temples
and stuff. We also did a huge amount of shopping. Between what I bought
and the shipping costs to send everything back to Dallas, I spent more than
ten thousand bucks! I got one hell of an angry phone call a few weeks later
when my parents saw their credit card bill. The night clubs there were top
notch. This picture is in one of those clubs. These girls with us tried
to pick us up! Sorry girls, we don't swing that way.
The Phi Phi islands are my idea of heaven on earth. Jenni and I spent a whole
month there. It's like the beach party capital of the world. Apparently,
this place was hit hard by the tsunami, but we saw little evidence of it.
They've done a tremendous job of cleaning it up. We didn't meet too many
locals. Most of the people here were from Europe. The first day there, I
met a guy named Ricard from Norway. Pretty much I spent the whole time with
him. He was so wonderful that the last night I let him have the grand reward.
I was pretty safe the whole trip. All but three of my guys had to use protection,
but of those three, Ricard was the only one who got to stay inside me when he came.
Jenni was a little mad about how much time I was spending with Ricard. So
we went on a cruise around the islands for a couple of days. The water there
was just too spectacular for words.
I have some big things between my legs, but this had to be the biggest;)
I have to admit, I'd never even heard of Laos before I visited. But I have
to admit, it was one of the most beautiful places I'd ever been. Temples
and stuff aren't usually my thing but the historical sights could only be described
as powerful. I was just blown away. The parks were just gorgeous. We met
these two guys from England in a restaurant there and spent a few days with
them. My guy was named George and he was tall blonde from Manchester. I
got so excited by the beauty in one of the parks that I pulled him into a
secluded spot and had him right there. I wasn't really prepared for a tryst
so it was unprotected, but he was cool and pulled out at the last second.
Vietnam was like Thailand, but with a lot less glitz. No amorous adventures
to be had here. There were children everywhere! They were cute, but they
kind of killed the mood a bit. The coolest part was a tour of this really
huge cave that used to be a military base. We also got a tour of river and
left over bunkers and stuff from the war. A lot had been converted for modern
use. I know my dad can be a bit of a tool at times, but I'm still awfully
glad that war ended just before he was old enough to draft.
This place had some great beaches. Though there still seemed to be children
everywhere. We did the touristy shopping thing mostly. We did get to go sailing
one day with a rich guy from Seattle. He and Jenni got it on, but I just spent
my time drinking mojito's on the deck. I guess he just wasn't into redheads.
We where in the city of Oruro for the Carnival. The costumes and parades
there put the New Oleans Mardi Gras to shame. We hooked up with a couple
of dancers from one of the costumed groups. They were both very young guys.
Jenni's was especially so. She never did tell me how old he was (I'm not
sure if she ever found out herself). She was pretty sure though that she
initiated him into manhood. My guy seemed pretty inexperienced himself, we
were done in ten minutes. All in all, a pretty mediocre f---. Both the
guys were gone by 10pm. We tried to find some nightlife, but were rather
unsuccessful. We just went back to the hotel and got wasted on tequila.
We did a few museums for the next day or two, but nothing that really stood
out after the wild colors of the carnival.
It was hot in Argentina, f'ing HOT! We stayed in Resistencia. There was
jungle all around us. We spent the day on a boat tour of a rain forest.
At night we went to a club. I got to know two great guys. I'd love to tell
you the name of the first guy (a quikie bathroom tryst), but I never could
understand him because the music was so loud, but I can tell you that it tasted
like it was coated in sugar. Too bad once he was done, he pretty much disappeared…typical.
Later on that night I met a hunk named Ernesto. Jenni found her a guy too.
We brought them both back to our hotels with us around 1am and had us quite
a party.
We went camping in Peru for a whole six days. It was very hot there. It
reminded me a lot of Texas heat, very dry. The mountains were absolutely
spectacular. There were only 4 girls there including Jenni and Me, but
there was like fifteen guys. Looking back on it, it was probably not the
smartest setup. Luckily the four of us where pretty much willing to do
whatever the guys wanted. A couple of fights did break out between the guys though.
By the end though, my lily was a bit on the sore side.
I LOVED RIO. The beaches were fantastic and the shopping was even better
than Bangkok. We shopped for two weeks straight during the day and danced
in clubs till dawn every night. We had a couple of spa days too. The women
in Rio were a bit too much to compete with though. I thought I had a decent
sized chest until I came here. I felt like I was a total flat chest around
these girls. Needless to say, we were guy-less the whole time. But that
was okay. The shopping more than made up for it.
We did have one kind of lousy experience on the trip. For the most part
Colombia was okay. They had decent shopping and some rather exceptional food.
The beaches were nice if a bit dirty. However, one day we went to this kind
of spa where they have mud baths. While we were there, we met two guys from
Boston. They were a bit on the rude side, but Jenni and I hadn't hooked up
with anyone for a few weeks so we decided to invite them back to our hotel,
but they wanted us then in there in that muddy pool. I know I'm forward with
guys, but I still kind of like my trysts to be private. Having a guy f--- me
with Jenni and another guy right next to me was a bit awkward. Also, the
muddy water was grainy made my lily hurt as he was thrusting. And, these
guys had no protection. I had to push my guy out at the last minute. Jenni
wasn't so quick though. She was pissed and yelled at them both. After
that, the guys mellowed a bit and made it up to us by taking us around Colombia
for the next few days and sparing no expense at every restaurant and club.
So, no hard feelings in the end.
Mud surfing in Nicaragua was quite a lot of fun. But getting dirty with
these guys was just fantastic. The kind of heavyset guy was mine. His
name was Chris and he was from North Carolina. He's not really the kind of
guy I normally go for. I like them a bit more fit. Maybe it was that or
the mud that made me feel extra dirty though cause to this day Chris is the
only guy who I let put it up my bum. The guy with Jenni is named Matt. She
had a special connection with him and still calls him every week or so.
I guess being from Texas, Mexaco didn't seem to exotic. We were pretty bored
here and though it was a bit on the dirty side. Being so close to home after
six months we were really looking forward to returning to Dallas.
