Learning to be a Rockstar
I just got back home and it was snowing when I got off the plane. It's a good thing I have some red hot memories of my trip to keep me warm. Stranger kept telling me to write this trip up on the board so that's exactly what I'm going to do. It may take a few days to get it all posted. There was a lot of drinking involved (The herd has been thinned out) but I'll give you the best my memory can manage. Anyone else who was present can feel free to add on to what I miss. I spent 6+2 nights in Buenos Aires this trip. I was scheduled for 6 but things were getting so good I had to stay for 2 more. We'll get to that later. Lets start at the beginning.
Night 1 (Wednesday)
I have been to BA several time but this was my first time staying at the AP house. I knew from looking at the schedule that someone would already be in suite 1 when I arrived and a few days later someone else would occupy suite 3 but I had no idea who they would be. I was hoping they would be cool guys that I would get along with. I pretty much hit the jackpot. I got to the house around 10:00 am and got a warm welcome from my friend Daddy Rulz. I asked him who was in suite 1 and he told me it was Stranger. Then he thought for a minute and said "You know what? From what I know about you and what I know about him; I think you two are going to get along really well together". Truer words have never been spoken.
I was tired from the flight so I took a shower and had a little nap and exchanged some currency. I met Stranger and we hit it off so well he canceled his plans and said the two of us were going out on "The Stranger Tour". When I say he canceled his plans I mean he had a night with "The Personality" planned that he already paid for. He said, It's no problem. I'll just give her the night off. The people on this board who already know Stranger probably aren't surprised by this but for me just meeting him I was immediately impressed with the kind of guy he is. He told me to be ready to go at 10:00. The first stop on the Stranger tour was Nuevo Estilo.
We take a cab to Nuevo Estilo and it's not really the kind of place you could ever find if you didn't know where it is. 100 pesos to get in but that gets you a free drink. We both got gin and tonic's. My eyes almost pop out of my head when I see one of the most beautiful girls on the planet. Guess what, Stranger is already friends with her. We walk up and start talking to her. I say "holy shit!" Stranger says "It's what I do." He tells me she is the most feminine woman in Buenos Aires. He also tells me everything on her is perfect. He says "Even her pussy lips are perfect". He was right, but I'll get to that later. His nickname for her is "The Retard" because she is dumb as a box of rocks. Since my Spanish is not really good enough to have much of a conversation with her that does nothing to dissuade me. She is there with her cousin who is brand new to the business. It was her first week as an escort. He tells me he doesn't buy girls colored water and he orders them a couple of beers. The beers arrive and he says "magic pocket" and there is a 100 peso note in his hand ready to pay. Lesson 1: Always be the cool guy. Quickly followed by lesson 2: Magic pocket. Both lessons have a lot more to them then I am going to say. It's not my place to give away the lessons I was taught on a public board.
There was a lot of talent at Nuevo Estilo that night. Stranger and I kept drinking gin and tonic's. All of a sudden he tells me the cab will ready in two minutes. The Stranger Tour has a schedule that must be kept. There was a girl there that I had my eye on. She had such a sexy walk and an amazing body I had to at least get her name before we left. I said "give me one minute" and I ran out to the smoking patio where she walk talking to an Asian guy. I had no time so I apologized and butted into their conversation. The guy was cool and even offered me a cigarette. All I needed was a few seconds to tell her how beautiful she was and get her name (Mallory). I got back to Stranger slammed the rest of my gin and tonic and we were off. It can be difficult to get a cab there but Stranger has his own cab driver ready to go.
We get in the cab and Stranger tells me it's time to take a walk on the wild side. The cab driver takes us on a drive through Transvestite park. A walk on the wild side indeed. Half of these transvestites I thought, no, there's no way. That has to be a woman. Then she would say "Hey, baby" in a voice deep enough to make dick to retreat into my pelvis in shear terror. They don't hide anything either (Well they hide one thing). Half of them are topless with their big fake titties out for the world to see. Some of them had their pants around their ankles so you could see their ass implants. Some were just wearing a thong and nothing else. I have never seen anything like it. Enough of that, off to Hook.
We walk into Hook and the owner comes over and gives Stranger and I kiss on the cheek. It seems a little slow in there. There are 4 poles in Hook but there is only one girl dancing. A few seconds after the owner kisses us on the cheek all 4 poles have girls dancing on them and there are girls everywhere. It's almost like the owner went in back and yelled "vamos chicas, Stranger's here". The gin and tonic's continue. I get mine and it tastes like a glass full of gin with 5 drops of tonic water in it. Stranger just smiles and says "Life's good". I couldn't agree more. Four new girls hit the poles and the one dancing about 6 inches from where I'm standing is crazy hot. Really long and thin with a nice set of fake titties. She is a solid 10. In the United States she would be a 14. I ask Stranger about her and he say's "Yea, I was her first customer when she started working here. We're friends on Facebook". My jaw hits the floor. He say's "It's what I do". I'm trying to find out where I can get an engagement ring this time of night so I can ask this girl to marry me and Stranger say's it's time to go. We have a schedule to keep and there are 4 more clubs on the tour.
We get to Newport and the gin and tonic's don't really seem to have any tonic in them at all. It's pretty much a glass full of gin with a slice of lemon in it. There isn't much good at Newport so Stranger tells me to finish my drink, we are going to Madahos.
When we get to Madahos Stranger introduces me to "The Manager". She is the one to ask about any girl you want to take out of there. That way you don't have to worry about getting a dud. She gives you the straight scoop on all the girls and will make recommendations for you. The place is packed, the girls are all smoking hot and I am drunk as a motherfucker. Stranger is drunk too and we're still drinking gin and tonic's. I have on idea how strong the drinks are at this point I'm just drinking. The girls are all so hot dancing on stage my American strip club reflexes kick in and I start tipping them. Stranger already told me not to tip the dancers when we were at Hook. He said "Don't tip them. If you like one go fuck her". I'm not a Rockstar yet. This is only my first day of training. I still have a lot to learn. We are back at the bar and "The Manager" asks me which girl I want to fuck. A smoking hot brunet in a sexy little black dress caught my eye when we first walked in. I look through the sea of chica's and spot her. With the discretion of a drunk fool I stick the entire length of my arm out to point at her and firmly say "her" like I'm the Caesar of Madahos. She comes over and the brain cells that were holding onto our conversation are no longer with me, so I don't really remember that part. I do remember Stranger telling me if I'm not going to take her home and fuck her he will. I ordered 4 shots of the most disgusting Tequila I have ever tasted in my life. Imagine if you went to a Mexican prison and your cell mate converted the toilet into a still for making tequila out of rubbing alcohol. That's how bad it tasted. Stranger and I settle up the bill, I tip "The Manager", take my chica and leave. It's 5:00 am and there were still two more clubs on The Stranger Tour. I would eventually make it through the entire tour start to finish but not until my last night in Buenos Aires. We'll get to that story. A lot happened between my first night and my last night. You wouldn't want me to just jump right to the end.
Reminds Me of High School !
[QUOTE=Kamikaze;431765]To be honest I don't really remember Friday. I remember waking up with the same hangover from the previous day. I think I remember starting the day with Stranger, Joe 23 and Rocky2 drinking beers at Exedra around noon. I'm pretty sure Stranger spent the evening with either "The Personality" or "The Girl Next Door" I'm drawing a blank on Friday. Sorry. I know it was a good day because I was in Buenos Aires.[/QUOTE]Reminds me of High School in Texas.
Feeding the Girls "Boone's Farm" wine and fucking them but not remembering a thing about it.
Glad you had a good time.
Come Back Soon.
Take Care.
TL.
Tuesday. The day I was suppose to leave.
I was scheduled to fly home on Tuesday but I just could not do it. I was having to much fun and I had a really good feeling about Wednesday night. With all the chicas coming back to work after a 4 day weekend I figured they would have spent all their money and be ready for work. I was right but we are still on Tuesday. The Fantastic Five had breakfast at La Madeline, a quick stop at a mongers house and then Bullers. I had been drinking Bullers Oktoberfest the past couple of days but it tasted flat this time so I switched to a pilsner which is what Stranger was drinking. That was a mistake. Gato Hunter left to check out Orleans and the rest of the guys left one by one until it was just Stranger and I drinking together. The two of us had a great time and when the evening rolled around we went home. His stalker was blowing up his phone all day and he decided to stay in with "The personality" for the night. Gato Hunter and I were planning to go to Hook but my stomach was bothering me. I ended staying home that night but Gato Hunter kept me in the loop via text message. He was on the hunt for "The Lone Ranger" but she wasn't out. The next morning we went to the drug store for some cheap generic Viagra and some stomach medicine. Stranger told me his stomach was hurting him all last night also and we think there was something wrong with the pilsner at Bullers. Tuesday probably was not worth a posting but it was such a crazy week, it helps me keep it all straight in my head. Wednesday was epic.
Wednesday night. Get comfortable and put on your seat belt.
This is the night I have been waiting for. Stranger and I had a plan and a schedule. I'm getting ahead of myself. The Fantastic Five starts the day at Exedra. We start talking about Orleans and decide to go check it out. Gato Hunter goes first to scout it out and when I get the "meat on a hook" text I know we are good to go. We get there and Gato Hunter gives us the scoop on all the chicas there. I make my final decision, a big titty blonde that comes highly recommended by Gato Hunter. Stranger tell me to make my move because in here "You snooze, you lose" and just as he says the word lose a guy sits down with her. The rest of the Fantastic Five thinks this is really funny, me, not so much. A few minutes later she leaves with the guy and Gato Hunter stops her to tell her I'm interested. She says she will be back in an hour. The thought of jumping in the pool right after someone else gets out is not something I'm into. We leave and Gato Hunter tells me about Cielo Private. It sounds good and we decide to go.
A quick stop for an awesome straight razor shave right buy the house (highly recommended) any we get to Cielo Private. They put Gato Hunter and I in a viewing room and tell us there are currently 3 girls to choose from. Since I'm leaving tomorrow Gato Hunter graciously offers me first choice. Here is their web site: [URL]http://www.cieloprivate.net/eng/model.htm[/URL].
First girl in is Belen quickly followed by Claudia (I think) Girl number 3 is not ready yet so we wait and Gato Hunter tells me about an amazing girl he used to see here a couple of years ago. Finally in walks Romina. I take one look at her and I've made my decision. Gato Hunter asks her a couple of questions and she leaves for us to make our decisions. As soon as she is out the door Gato Hunter tells me that is the girl he was just telling me about. He tells me he wants her and I can come back tomorrow before my flight and have her if I want. How can I say no? All three were good choices anyway so I take Belen. A drink is included in the price, I think 450 pesos for the hour. When I get to the room everything is in sealed bags and there are clean seals on everything in the bathroom. It's a very nice hygienic place and my glass of scotch is waiting at the bedside table. Belen was a great girl but she had some extra skin on her belly that is Photoshopped out of the pictures and is undetectable because she wears some kind of Spanks thing under her dress. Other then that she is great.
We get back to the house and Daddy Rulz felt like cooking so he made Chicken Marsala. The Fantastic Five was there and Jackson even stopped by. It was an amazing dinner with good company. Special thank you to Daddy Rulz for that.
There were so many of us we took two cabs to Nuevo Estilo. Since the "The Retard" is so smoking hot, total perfection, she can rack up a lot of mileage pretty quickly. The plan Stranger and I came up with involved getting to Nuevo Estilo early. Before any of the girls arrive. That way as soon as "The Retard" reports for work I can grab her and take her straight out to the Telo. It's "The Monger from California's" first time to Nuevo Estilo and he has the exact same reaction as I did my first time. We get there and it's dead, perfect. After about 10 minutes the girls start to arrive. In walks perfection and she goes in back to change into her sexy outfit for the night. She comes out and I grab her and take her to the Telo for a half hour. After the days earlier activities Gato Haunter had a talk with me about sperm management. I also don't want to be gone an hour with everyone waiting for me. I will say that "The Retard" is even better with her clothes off. Every square inch of her is total perfection. There is not a single flaw, no trouble area to hide. How something so perfect could just happen naturally is amazing. When I get back the club is in full swing. There are a lot of incredibly hot women there. I even managed to get Flor "The Retard's" number at the Telo. She even took a picture of herself in the mirror with my phone for the contact info. Nuevo Estilo would be my favorite place in Buenos Aires if it wasn't for the fact that you can only take the girls to the Telo.
We have a schedule to keep so off we go to Hook. There is some good stuff there and Gato Hunter finally runs into "The Lone Ranger" "The Monger from California" can't get the girls at Nuevo Estilo out of his head, exactly the same boat I was in my first night. Gato Hunter has what he wants so the rest of us go to check out Newport.
There are a lot of girls at Newport. The place is packed but not with anything good. There is one girl that looks pretty good. "The Monger from California" has been bitten by the Nuevo Estilo bug and wants to go back there. I tell them to just give me a few minutes to talk to the one girl in Newport that I like. I go over and talk to her and get down to business pretty quickly because Stranger and The Monger from California are ready to leave. She tells me $200 USD. I tell her I only have pesos and that is more than the normal rate. She tells me $200 is nothing to me which kind of pisses me off. I'm not sure if she is thinking blue rate or official exchange and she tells me 1000 pesos. That's a little high but in the right situation I would pay that. This is not the right situation. She has a hostile attitude toward me because I'm from the United States. I politely thank her for her time and leave. As we are leaving we run into this hot little girl who is a dancer from somewhere. Things are hectic outside and I kind of really want to take her back to the house. At this point it's just me "The Monger from California" and Stranger going back to Nuevo Estilo. I know "The Monger from California" is going to grab a girl or two and head to the Telo which means Stranger will be alone there for about an hour. Not that he is ever really alone, there are always girls around him. We've become good friends and my wingman brain says go with him so I do. I keep thinking about that hot little Brazilian dancer and I almost tell the cab driver to stop so I can get out and go back. I've already received a couple texts from "The Retard" and I know any minute spent looking at her is a minute well spent so I stay with the team.
We arrive back at Nuevo Estilo and "The Retard" is out changing someones oil. I feel good that I was able to be the first one there for the day. If "The Retard" was built to be in Playboy the one "The Monger from California" liked was built to be in Penthouse. He took her out just as "The Retard" was coming back in. Stranger and I decided to hang out with "The Retard" her cousin and her friend. The friend had braces and spoke very good English. Her clothing was not very revealing but you could just tell that there was some really good stuff under there. Stranger and I took turns buying rounds of beers for the three girls. We had a lot of fun just hanging out and talking with them. At one point "The Retard" started making her fake orgasm noises and the other girls joined in. All three of them moaning in fake orgasm together. Then I would say "No falso con mi" and they would laugh and start making the orgasm noises again. "The Retard" kept asking me to say my line so they could make their fake orgasm noises again. It was pretty funny. When "The Monger from California" returned he bought a round for the girls and we stayed a while longer because we were having such a good time.
Finally it was time to go. Stranger and I went to Crocadillo's. There were not a lot of people there but there was one girl on the dance floor in a black cat suit that was dancing so sexy I could not take my eyes off her. There were some gang banger's there and Stranger said she might be with them so I didn't approach her on the dance floor. She went to the bathroom and I was going to try and intercept her on the way out to find out the deal. That's when the lights came on. Stranger and I had just shut down an after hours bar. We went outside and there were three girls outside that were in the club. All three of them were hot but there was one I especially liked. Stranger talked to the cute blonde and told me she and her friend were good to go. I told him I really liked the third but she wasn't giving me the look back and she looked like she wanted to leave. He said no problem and tried to talk to her. Then he said that she just wants to go home but I should take the blonde. I liked the blonde but compared to the girls at Nuevo Estilo and the Brazilian dancer at Newport and the girl I had just seen in the cat suit my palate was set a little higher. I had already been relieved three times that day so I wasn't feeling the pressure to grab whatever was available. The big head was driving the bus for once. Stranger said he knew an after, after hours club and we went there.
There was a 100 peso cover charge but that included two drinks. There were lots of girls in there. I talked to a lot of them. A lot of then came up to talk to me. I forgot the name of the place but a girl coming up to you and grabbing your cock is considered a polite greeting in there. I saw one girl that I particularly liked. I went up to talk to her and brought her over to where Stranger was standing. She told me I had to buy her a drink if I wanted to talk to her. She wouldn't even talk to me for one minute without me buying her a drink first. This was the complete opposite attitude of every other girl in the club. I learned everything I needed to know about her right there. There wasn't anything else in there that I was interested in so we left. When we got outside it was straight up daylight. We were walking to get a cab and a cute girl with green fingernails jumped out of a cab and walked past us. I stopped her because she was cute and we talked a little. Stranger thought there was something off about her so he grabbed me away from her and we jumped into a cab. It's good to have a wingman to watch your back. That was the last stop on the Stranger tour. It was my last night in Buenos Aires and I had finally made it all the way to the end.
We got back to the house around 9:00 am and Daddy Rulz was already up for the day. "The Personality" had been waiting in Strangers room all night so he went down to pound it out with her and I went to bed. A few hours later Stranger pounds on my door telling me I missed my flight. I get up and he is ready to go for the day. I tell him I need to shower and pack and I'll meet his at Exedra. What do Rockstars eat for breakfast? Beer and eggs, that's what. My cab to the airport was schedule to arrive at the house at 5:30 pm. Stranger and I hung out at Exedra drinking until then. The Fantastic Five came by, Joe 23 came by. I got to say goodbye to everyone. That's when Stranger told me I had to write this shit up on the board. It took me some time to get it all posted but there it is. If you were there I hope it brought back some good memories. If you weren't I hope you enjoyed hearing about it.
In the interest of accuracy
It was Chicken Picatta not Marsala, but thanks for the idea. If I can find some Marsala wine that will be happening soon.
I finally figured out who this is.
[QUOTE=RockStar;431933]Nice interesting stories by Kamikaze. Almost felt asleep reading them. Maybe all these stories can be combined into a book. Who knows? The book may make into Kindle top 10? Any takers?
I wish their were some serious details here in this never ending rhetorics below. As to how much are the girls charging, contact details of girls or some way to contact the girls, details of the session with girls, services offered etc etc etc.
And then I went to Houston Space centre to continue with my job...[/QUOTE]
Why rain on a guys parade that was only passing on his good time? Why piss on one of the nicest guys posting on this board? Sheesh.
Second and Third person added to ignore list in 12 years. RockStar and the real person behind the alias.
Hope you are not accusing member 3320
[QUOTE=Mpexy;432012]Pretty easy to spot who Rockstar is alias of when you read all his posts and compare the diction, style, and grammar of his colonial British-English word choices with another senior member's. E.g. "sozzled" - obviously not a yank and you can practically see the head bobbing if you've met him.[/QUOTE]The member in question doesn't need to create alias' to speak his mind dude. If that is who you are eluding to then you are wrong as usual. Not his style in the least! Just face it that your analysis is most likely off base. If that is not who you are eluding too then my apologies in advance. Why not just come out and stop being so indirect in your accusations, just like your buddy DR. Then again "birds of a feather fly together" LOL. Toymann out.
More silly stories and misdirection from Mplexy.
Thanks for answering my question Mplexy. You never fail to amaze nor disappoint. I will only assume by your rantings that at a minimum you now realize that the member in question was not in fact, rock star. Keep up your little fantasy stories, as they make for hilarious reading. Time to crawl back under your rock. In fact, got quite a nice email from the girl in question a couple of weeks ago. Keep the hits coming. Toymann.
Ps. Try at a minimum going forward to at least stay on point. You and your sad wingman, and your crazy stories just sound... CRAZY.
Finally Mplexy and his sad wingman are exposed by their own words! How fun!
[QUOTE=DaddyRulz;432047] He's the only person I've ever ignored on this board, yet he keeps talking about me. DR.[/QUOTE]This is getting more amusing by the moment. So now based on DR's own words, if fact, he was insinuating ol Toymann was rock star. When you read the next paragraph it endlessly goes on About how he wants nothing to do with ol Toymann and that Toymann keeps commenting on DR.
Next, after Mplexy, and his sad wingman figure out it couldn't be me, Mplexy insinuates the fine member is now rock star. Maybe now all will understand why stories made up by DR and then confirmed by Mplexy, or vice versa should never be taken seriously.
When Daddy comes on the board, claims that rock star is obviously an alias of the only person he has ever blocked (which he has now announced several times to all how would listen, like it is some badge of honor) this is somehow NOT talking about ol Toymann. IALOTFLMAO.
Here is the post.
[QUOTE=Daddy Rulz;431945]
Second and Third person added to ignore list in 12 years. RockStar and the real person behind the alias.[/QUOTE]
[QUOTE=Daddy Rulz;431945]
He's the only person I've ever ignored on this board, yet he keeps talking about me.
I really think it's ludicrous that I'm being accused of being a conspiracy theorist and just making shit up when I have admin privileges on this board. [/QUOTE]
As you can see from your own words you started this mess with your insinuations regarding me. And hell yes, many board members have concerns about you having admin priveledges for this very reason! Having admin priveledges, boasting about me being your only block, combined with your origional insinuation regarding the identity of rockstar reaks of exactly the issue I speak of DR.
Now back to the guts of the matter.
At the end of the day, I have only been addressing the insinuations made by first, DR and then second, Mplexy. Me thinks you both protest way too damn much.
Enough said, on the issue of the identity of rock star. Most likely it is just a member wanting to voice his opinion. Something you both love to champion when it suits you! When that opinion is contrary to the beliefs of DR or Mplexy, that's when the dribble really starts with elaborate exaggerated stories and vitriol.
Just for the record Mplexy, statements using innuendo and arrogant characterizations are designed by nature to lead to accusation or worse. The following post is a classic example.
[QUOTE=Mpexy;432012]Pretty easy to spot who Rockstar is alias of when you read all his posts and compare the diction, style, and grammar of his colonial British-English word choices with another senior member's. E.g. "sozzled" - obviously not a yank and you can practically see the head bobbing if you've met him.[/QUOTE]
As far as DAddy goes. I have never referred to you by name in quite some time. I have only referred to mplexy's sad wingman. I guess if the shoe fits, so be it.
Glad we have gotten to the bottom of the rockstar identity controversy. Both Mplexy and DR will need to go back to the drawing board.
In summary, it is neither myself or the fine member 3320. Case solved. LMAO. Toymann.
Awesome posts, we will party more soon!
I read with amusement the "critic" of the post, especially the one from some wanker that sound like a nasty piece of work indeed! (Fuck I read his "funny" post with nearly the same title; where he put out his anti-rules. What a sad, sad man! No respect for girls, his wingmen and basically sounded like a boring fart, get a life! And to those that "liked" his post, nice to know where I have you).
BA have so many variable things to do, I do my thing you do yours, but I definitively have more fun that some miserable cunts and get service from girls they can't even dream about. Yeah that's right, I am bragging dickheads!
And then I went fishing.
Stranger.
Flatrate in head and trousers
But I think it's very usefull, that you remember wanking.
Do not cross my way, fisherman...don't want to get boooooooored.
Saludos cordiales.
Just read this end to end
[QUOTE=Kamikaze;431894] It took me some time to get it all posted but there it is. If you were there I hope it brought back some good memories. If you weren't I hope you enjoyed hearing about it.[/QUOTE]Now that I've caught up with Kamikaze's posts here, I just wanted to say how much I enjoyed reading them. It takes time and trouble to put together these long reports and make them entertaining and informative. I might not buy the book but I feel like I've just lived along with a part of the adventure! That final Wednesday tour struck a chord with me as I've done similar crawls on my last night in BA, a beer or two in Buller to begin, then off to sample the Recoleta clubs, later on to Cocodrilo and back to the late late club to spend the last of my pesos, a final outing with a chica then straight to the airport after packing. If a few friendly girls who deserved it got a chica drink out of me on my way through then I wouldn't have been worrying.
Some might dismiss this kind of stuff as a bunch of guys out on an ego trip but for me this thread was all about a guy getting drawn in to a whole new scene which lifted his appreciation of what BA has to offer up to another level. There was a warmth and generosity of spirit that shone through and I'm very surprised by the negative comment. Saying all that, I'm no rockstar and have no aspirations to be. As a low profile 'typeB' personality, who reacts to life as it comes, I couldn't handle the attention (or the daytime alcohol consumption)! Slipping in to a club under the radar, playing the waiting game and by luck or judgement, pulling out the most eligible girl is more my way. I'll normally fly solo, but when I have tagged along with other guys on these tours, it's always been a good time. You always learn something. I don't think you'll get that social element just from visiting privados or hooking up with internet chicas. And I've certainly had 'rockstar moments' in BA. Small things like stumbling out of the telo with a chica in the early morning sunlight, wrecked but on a high, laughing together and realising she's actually prettier in the daylight than you gave her credit for in the club. Or stopping off for café and medialunas on the back of an epic all-nighter before bed, when everyone else is just getting up to start their day. Or getting the timing right and pulling two head-turning chicas who are good with each other for a threesome, the fun and anticipation in the back of the club before the party starts. The kind of moments that make you feel like a king, small things to look back on and feel good about when you're back at home in a grey and depressing reality space.
[QUOTE=Kamikaze;431859]I wish I was coming back that soon. Hopefully in a couple of months. I don't want it to get too cold down there before I come back. The view from our table at Exedra would not be as nice in cold weather.[/QUOTE]I hope you manage to make it back to BA before the winter. And if you do have some more of these adventures, come back and tell us about them!
Better to burn out than to fade away dude!
[QUOTE=GatoHunter;432877]
Ill be here rest of April unless I get bored then I'm going to Go somewhere else.[/QUOTE]Good luck GH. Hope it all works outs. Toymann.