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Frustrating though it is, I'm waiting until the middle of January. I want the place to liven-up, with hotels, restaurants and bars fully open. Reopening will not happen over-night. Remember that most hotels, even those which have kept up maintenance, will need to re-staff. There will also be more flights available and at better prices. At the moment (though this may change) EVA are only offering two LHR/BKK flights a month. Restructuring timetables, perhaps bringing back into use mothballed planes, will also take time. Sorry to be the harbinger of unwelcome advice, Mateo, but my advice is to wait. if you want a taste of what you would be seeing if you went too soon, check out recent You Tube videos of boarded-up shops, empty sois and queues for food hand-outs.

As soon as I saw a message from a local friend about the news on lifting the quarantine requirements for the fully vaccinated visitors from "low risk" countries, I started looking up on the flights and hotels. Surprisingly, the flights to BKK from my hometown are super expensive. So, I am holding on booking the flights at this time. But I went ahead and reserved a room at our well known Raya hotel (for a refundable room). If things turn out to be as being expected and planned, I am going to be in BKK from the end of Dec to the early Jan. I am hoping to meet forum members if anyone happens to be around at the same time. Keeping all my digits and appendages crossed!

@Tomcal, I await your trip report!

As the local and international press digests the PM's announcement, some of the usual suspects have again emerged to throw cold water on the plan. Among the first was a doctor from Chulalongkorn University who has long argued against any bordering reopening. Next at bat was Pattaya Mail columnist Barry Kenyon who contends that the COE, covid insurance and possibly other restrictions will remain in place (and for all I know, he may turn out top be right). The most objective article I believe is from Bloomberg News that looks at the government's proposal from a purely economic outlook. In any case, perhaps we'll know a lot more after the powers that be meet to consider the recommendations on later this week. From Bloomberg / BP ‘Bold move’ to revive tourism to take years, analysts say The government’s plan to end quarantine for vaccinated visitors is “a fight to win foreign tourists,” Tourism and Sports Minister Phiphat Ratchakitprakarn said Tuesday. But analysts and industry executives see it as a long road to recovery fraught with risks of periodic virus resurgence and unpredictable travel trends. A return to the pre-pandemic levels of tourist arrivals and spending will likely take a few years, according to Marisa Sukosol Nunbhakdi, the president of the Thai Hotels Association. It’s unlikely that large groups of visitors will immediately head to Thailand given the volatile nature of global travel and the coronavirus situation, she said. “The light at the end of the tunnel is here, but at the same time it will be a slow climb back to the levels seen before the pandemic,” Ms Marisa said. “Travel is still so volatile so we have to manage our risks. Keeping costs low will still remain a key strategy for all the hotels in Thailand.” Thailand will end quarantine for vaccinated visitors from low-risk nations from Nov 1, joining a growing list of nations reopening to cross-border travellers ahead of the year-end holiday season, Prime Minister Prayut Chan-o-cha said Monday. The surprise announcement saw the nation’s currency surge the most in more than two weeks, and stocks of airport operators, hotels and airlines rally to lift the benchmark index to a one-month high. Ekasit Kunadirekwong (analyst, Krungsri Securities): With the “bold move,” tourism recovery is expected to accelerate in the fourth quarter along with rising vaccination rate and roll-out of booster shots. Thailand’s low vaccination rate of 32% could lead to a spike in new cases upon reopening for inbound travellers and easing of restrictions for business activities. Krungsri expects Thailand’s population to reach 70% vaccination rate by year-end with tourist arrivals forecast maintained at 300,000 this year, 14 million in 2022, 34 million in 2023 and a rebound to pre-pandemic levels of 40 million by 2024. Phiphat Ratchakitprakarn (Minister for Tourism and Sports): Thailand’s reopening plan coincides with many other nations’ efforts to allow easier cross-border travel and is a fight to win foreign tourists in the next few months. The ministry wants to attract travellers from China the most, and may seek travel bubbles with Asean nations if they are low-risk countries and travellers have been fully vaccinated. Sunthorn Thongthip (analyst, Kasikorn Securities): This will help remove the barriers preventing tourists from coming to Thailand and to stimulate economic activity during the New Year festive period. He sees upside to the Bank of Thailand’s 2022 GDP forecast of 3.9% which is based on tourist arrivals estimate of 6 million next year. Every 3 million tourist arrivals in Thailand will create 1% upside to GDP growth. He expects the baht to rise to 32.75 v. the US dollar by end-2021. Kasikorn Securities is positive toward the Thai equities market as the reopening should benefit domestic and tourism-related sectors. The brokerage sees upside to its 12-month forward SET Index target of 1,680. https://www.bangkokpost.com/business/2196643/bold-move-to-revive-tourism-to-take-years-analysts-say

Let's see on Thursday after the CCSA meeting.

First, I would wait until this is published in the Royal Gazette before I do anything. At that time, Book a ticket and do it fast.

In my early teenage years in a small Scottish town I was so scared of being gay that I tried to kill myself three times, one of which almost worked. I was also sexually abused by the son of a coupe who were close friends of my parents, he was a soldier in his early twenties, just back from his second tour in Northern Ireland during the worst of the 'troubles". I got away from him when he tried to rape me in some bushes by the river and ran into a policemen. My treatment by the police was appalling. I was around 13 years old. They put me in the back of the police car next to my abuser. At fourteen I converted from the Scottish Presbyterian Church to the Roman Catholic Church, and at 18 I entered a silent, enclosed monastery, Latin Office and Mass sung in Plainchant daily. The Abbey was built in 1230, semi-ruined still and we were restoring it. Seven years there, with a community who were good, holy men. They respected me, accepted me. No messing about, we lived in separate cells and were silent. Those years of safety and peace enabled me to accept myself as a gay man. The Benedictine rule requires the community to have a secret vote on whether a new monk can be received into vows, and a two thirds plus one vote is required as a minimum. The Abbot told me my vote was unanimous. That was the day I knew there was nothing wrong with me. Three years later I left, and started to live my life at the age of twenty five. I became a nurse. During my three years training to be a Registered Nurse I also volunteered on Gay Switchboard, a phone help line for gay people. Sorry if this is too boring, I shall shut up now!

A doorman gives you one extra layer of security....just my two cents. (I have read some terrible stories about Colombia on internet)

We feel compelled to reprint the entire thing, just because we never had any idea that W.H. Auden wrote an unbelievably filthy poem about an anonymous blow job. According to the editor’s note, Auden wrote the poem in 1948, and copies were circulated among friends and fans for years, before Ed Sanders printed an unauthorized version in 1965. Auden publicly denied authorship, which is why we can reprint this without permission and with impunity (as does the anthology, which doesn’t include Auden’s poem on its copyright page). Enjoy! The Platonic Blow W. H. Auden It was a spring day, a day for a lay, when the air Smelled like a locker-room, a day to blow or get blown; Returning from lunch I turned my corner and there On a near-by stoop I saw him standing alone. I glanced as I advanced. The clean white T-shirt outlined A forceful torso, the light-blue denims divulged Much. I observed the snug curves where they hugged the behind, I watched the crotch where the cloth intriguingly bulged. Our eyes met. I felt sick. My knees turned weak. I couldn’t move. I didn’t know what to say. In a blur I heard words, myself like a stranger speak “Will you come to my room?” Then a husky voice, “O.K.” I produced some beer and we talked. Like a little boy He told me his story. Present address: next door. Half Polish, half Irish. The youngest. From Illinois. Profession: mechanic. Name: Bud. Age: twenty-four. He put down his glass and stretched his bare arms along The back of my sofa. The afternoon sunlight struck The blond hairs on the wrist near my head. His chin was strong. His mouth sucky. I could hardly believe my luck. And here he was sitting beside me, legs apart. I could bear it no longer. I touched the inside of his thigh. His reply was to move closer. I trembled, my heart Thumped and jumped as my fingers went to his fly. I opened a gap in the flap. I went in there. I sought for a slit in the gripper shorts that had charge Of the basket I asked for. I came to warm flesh then to hair. I went on. I found what I hoped. I groped. It was large. He responded to my fondling in a charming, disarming way: Without a word he unbuckled his belt while I felt. And lolled back, stretching his legs. His pants fell away. Carefully drawing it out, I beheld what I held. The circumcised head was a work of mastercraft With perfectly beveled rim of unusual weight And the friendliest red. Even relaxed, the shaft Was of noble dimensions with the wrinkles that indicate Singular powers of extension. For a second or two, It lay there inert, then suddenly stirred in my hand, Then paused as if frightened or doubtful of what to do. And then with a violent jerk began to expand. By soundless bounds it extended and distended, by quick Great leaps it rose, it flushed, it rushed to its full size. Nearly nine inches long and three inches thick, A royal column, ineffably solemn and wise. I tested its length and strength with a manual squeeze. I bunched my fingers and twirled them about the knob. I stroked it from top to bottom. I got on my knees. I lowered my head. I opened my mouth for the job. But he pushed me gently away. He bent down. He unlaced His shoes. He removed his socks. Stood up. Shed His pants altogether. Muscles in arms and waist Rippled as he whipped his T-shirt over his head. I scanned his tan, enjoyed the contrast of brown Trunk against white shorts taut around small Hips. With a dig and a wriggle he peeled them down. I tore off my clothes. He faced me, smiling. I saw all. The gorgeous organ stood stiffly and straightly out With a slight flare upwards. At each beat of his heart it threw An odd little nod my way. From the slot of the spout Exuded a drop of transparent viscous goo. The lair of hair was fair, the grove of a young man, A tangle of curls and whorls, luxuriant but couth. Except for a spur of golden hairs that fan To the neat navel, the rest of the belly was smooth. Well hung, slung from the fork of the muscular legs, The firm vase of his sperm, like a bulging pear, Cradling its handsome glands, two herculean eggs, Swung as he came towards me, shameless, bare. We aligned mouths. We entwined. All act was clutch, All fact contact, the attack and the interlock Of tongues, the charms of arms. I shook at the touch Of his fresh flesh, I rocked at the shock of his cock. Straddling my legs a little I inserted his divine Person between and closed on it tight as I could. The upright warmth of his belly lay all along mine. Nude, glued together for a minute, we stood. I stroked the lobes of his ears, the back of his head And the broad shoulders. I took bold hold of the compact Globes of his bottom. We tottered. He fell on the bed. Lips parted, eyes closed, he lay there, ripe for the act. Mad to be had, to be felt and smelled. My lips Explored the adorable masculine tits. My eyes Assessed the chest. I caressed the athletic hips And the slim limbs. I approved the grooves of the thighs. I hugged, I snuggled into an armpit. I sniffed The subtle whiff of its tuft. I lapped up the taste Of its hot hollow. My fingers began to drift On a trek of inspection, a leisurely tour of the waist. Downward in narrowing circles they playfully strayed. Encroached on his privates like poachers, approached the prick, But teasingly swerved, retreated from meeting. It betrayed Its pleading need by a pretty imploring kick. “Shall I rim you?” I whispered. He shifted his limbs in assent. Turned on his side and opened his legs, let me pass To the dark parts behind. I kissed as I went The great thick cord that ran back from his balls to his arse. Prying the buttocks aside, I nosed my way in Down the shaggy slopes. I came to the puckered goal. It was quick to my licking. He pressed his crotch to my chin. His thighs squirmed as my tongue wormed in his hole. His sensations yearned for consummation. He untucked His legs and lay panting, hot as a teen-age boy. Naked, enlarged, charged, aching to get sucked, Clawing the sheet, all his pores open to joy. I inspected his erection. I surveyed his parts with a stare From scrotum level. Sighting along the underside Of his cock, I looked through the forest of pubic hair To the range of the chest beyond rising lofty and wide. I admired the texture, the delicate wrinkles and the neat Sutures of the capacious bag. I adored the grace Of the male genitalia. I raised the delicious meat Up to my mouth, brought the face of its hard-on to my face. Slipping my lips round the Byzantine dome of the head, With the tip of my tongue I caressed the sensitive groove. He thrilled to the trill. “That’s lovely!” he hoarsely said. “Go on! Go on!” Very slowly I started to move. Gently, intently, I slid to the massive base Of his tower of power, paused there a moment down In the warm moist thicket, then began to retrace Inch by inch the smooth way to the throbbing crown. Indwelling excitements swelled at delights to come As I descended and ascended those thick distended walls. I grasped his root between left forefinger and thumb And with my right hand tickled his heavy voluminous balls. I plunged with a rhythmical lunge steady and slow, And at every stroke made a corkscrew roll with my tongue. His soul reeled in the feeling. He whimpered “Oh!” As I tongued and squeezed and rolled and tickled and swung. Then I pressed on the spot where the groin is joined to the cock, Slipped a finger into his arse and massaged him from inside. The secret sluices of his juices began to unlock. He melted into what he felt. “O Jesus!” he cried. Waves of immeasurable pleasures mounted his member in quick Spasms. I lay still in the notch of his crotch inhaling his sweat. His ring convulsed round my finger. Into me, rich and thick, His hot spunk spouted in gouts, spurted in jet after jet.

Come out NOW! I wish I had it in me to come out early. The Bible Belt was not easy in the 1980s but there were openly gay men. It took me another 10 plus years before I came out and I regretted it ever since.

FIrst let me make it perfectly clear. This is not a God-loving or a God-bashing post. Many of us belong to religions and worship God or Buddha or Allah - even a few are still believers in Ahura Mazda, the God of the world's oldest monotheistic religion, Zoroastrianism. More, this post is about the influence of a belief in God and sporting prowess. One of the 'sports' I would run a mile to avoid is boxing. I noted though that over the week-end there was a heavyweight championship match in Las Vegas won by an Englishman appropriately named Fury. When thanking all those who had helped him in the run up to the fight, he praised God for helping him during the fight and to win. This got me thinking. It was not that many years ago that the US was overcome with 'Linsanity'. A tall, handsome Taiwanese American basketball player named Jeremy Lin, he was the first of his nationality to play for an American NBA team. Based in San Francisco, off the field he was popular with the area's Asian community; on the field he achieved little, He moved around teams who kept him for a few months and then dropped him. In 2012 he finally achieved a run of games with the New York Nicks and became a sensation, called by the New York Times the team's most popular player in a decade. Then his form tailed off and he was let go. He wandered around several NBA teams and got virtually nowhere. Now he plays for the Beijing Ducks in the Chinese Basketball League. He has stated that anti-Chinese-American slurs affected his performance. Yet Yao Ming, a Chinese who had been a huge star a few years before Lin, was idolised in the USA and was elected into the US Basketball Hall of Fame. The point is that Lin was another who dedicated all his victories to the glory of God. Clearly a committed Christian, he has said he plans to become a Christian missionary when he retires. So my thought is: when was it that athletes started praising God for their victories and successes? I can remember watching the French Tennis Open Championship Final in 1989 when Michael Chang, another Taiwanese-American, became the youngest ever player at age 17 to win a Grand Slam. In his acceptance speech, he announced to the crowd that he thanked "the Lord Jesus Christ," adding "it was God's purpose for him." The reason, apparently, was that his win had come shortly after the Tiananmen massacre in Beijing and it was to provide comfort for all Chinese! Thereafter, whenever he won any tournament, God was thanked. I have no doubt he was sincere in that belief, but it drew the ire of several fellow professionals. One, by far to become the better tennis player Andre Agassi, wrote in his autobiography, that he was physically sick hearing that comment (adding that he might have been high on ice at the time!) Reportedly he shouted at the TV set, "Then why didn't God just stop the freakin' massacre!" He then makes what I consider an extremely appropriate point. Why on earth would God choose to favour Chang over his opponent who lost? The same can be said of Lin, Fury and others. In fairness to Chang, he and his family were always devoted Christians. As far as Michael was concerned, he was so committed this meant abstinence from sex until he got married. (I wonder if that included masturbation!) "It was part of my Christian faith and part of my promise to my future wife." Considering he did not get married until he was 36, I'd have thought his life must have got more than slightly frustrating at times. Now, if only I had a belief in God, would that have made me a better tennis player? Could I have won a Grand Slam? Sorry, Michael, I know the answer and sadly it does not accord with your views! https://www.beliefnet.com/columnists/inspiringathletes/2013/09/a-conversation-with-tennis-legend-michael-chang.html

If you are prepared take a flight with an intermediate stop there are plenty of good flights on offer. You do not have to go via the Middle East either! Swiss is a very good example. Daily Direct London to Bangkok flights, as before , will not be seen for some time!

Casting a woman as James Bond seems like a stretch to me. 😉 Matt Bomer could do fine in that role. But I doubt the Bond brand would pick an out gay actor.

You would bring your formal attestation cards/certificates with your name, dob, vaxx product and dose dates, etc, along with matching ID, in the event this is required. Easier than figuring out what location mandates what requirements. What could be simpler? Anyone not fully vaccinated or bringing such documents must be off their trolley. You might not need for boarding or entry, but venues there likely have no way of scanning digital matrix codes, etc.

From CNN (CNN)Superman's done a lot since he first appeared in comic books 80 years ago, almost. He's saved the world more than a few times. He's died and come back to life. He dodged punches from Muhammad Ali and even faced off against White supremacists. Until this year, though, every comic iteration of Superman has been besotted with longtime love Lois Lane. But in an upcoming issue of a new "Superman" series, the Man of Steel enters into a queer relationship. The fifth issue of the DC comic series "Superman: Son of Kal-El" will confirm that the new Superman -- Jon Kent, child of Clark Kent and Lane -- is bisexual after falling for Jay Nakamura, a male reporter, DC announced this week. The "Superman: Son of Kal-El" series follows Kent as he becomes Earth's new Superman and grapples with the immense weight of his new gig. Nakamura, a bespectacled writer with a bubble-gum pink mop, first appeared in the series' third issue as a shoulder for Kent to lean on when the business of being Superman gets too rough. But in the forthcoming fifth issue, coming next month, Kent falls for the journalist -- he is his father's son -- after he "mentally and physically burns out from trying to save everyone that he can," according to DC. The particulars of the issue's plot are to be revealed in November, but images from the comic show Kent and Nakamura sharing a kiss and sitting together atop a building, their legs dangling off the edge. https://www.cnn.com/2021/10/11/entertainment/superman-comes-out-bisexual-jon-kent-cec/index.html

No, not an an absolute 10, probably a 6 at most, and he is 35 y.o. (that's what he said, but people lie about their age all the time). That's why I didn't follow up. I price him at $150 in the U.S., but I am not good at pricing and it's a very subjective thing, so I could be wrong.

I think Taiwanese are more "Traditional" in their believes than most Chinese, including those from Hong Kong. Most of them, especially those from the south, still go to temples and pray to the "traditional" gods (like Kuan Yin) for good fortunes and good marriages. I am not sure if that is considered "religious" or just being Chinese following the "traditions". Most Taiwanese that I know of mainly follow the "traditional" religions rather than Christianity. However, there are some very rich and powerful Born Again Christians in Taiwan who are willing to spend a fortune to advance Christianity in the island. The CEO of HTC spent a lot of money and energy trying to defeat gay marriage in Taiwan a few years ago. Unfortunately, we have a few of those here in the States as well! https://hornet.com/stories/htc-cher-wang/

I started to think that I was the only one on the Latin board. The amount of boys that are looking for someone older is stunning, and unlike popular belief most are not money boys. I often discuss this with a friend, one thing they usually have incoming is the lack of a father figure in their life. I don't see this a lot in Europe. I also think it's about location. How many boys didn't I turn down when in Asia or Mexico...I would take them in a heartbeat back home. This more or less touches the point you are making, but would I pay that $150 in Bogota? Yes, if there was nothing else to be had, but there are so many to choose from that "overpaying" is not needed. Also, I assume that this guy you are talking about was an absolute 10 in your taste of men. Would he only charge $150 in the US? One thing that I love about Latin America, as opposed to many Asian countries that I frequent, is the boy's freedom of entry without a visa into Europe. I might have a week in November where I have a boy from Mexico come over. Sadly enough, this doesn't go for Cubans.

Very kind, thank you TotallyOz. I think keeping to myself in my condo, not meeting friends since early April has meant that I have done too much thinking and remembering.

I came from a different household. My mother went to Church but I was never sure how much it was out of religious conviction. My father attended, but only for baptisms, marriages and deaths. My siblings and I first came under my mother's influence and so we occupied a pew - thankfully near the back. My poor sister was tone deaf and sang everything about a fourth lower in pitch. As if that was not bad enough, there was an ageing spinster soprano in the choir - she must have been a member for a good 50 years - and her somewhat screeching tone did little to help the choir achieve a degree of unanimity of tone. Lying in bed last night, I recalled the sermons. In these, I don't think I ever really understood what the minister was talking about. And that got me thinking about a satirical sketch involving a minister and a similar type of sermon. This was delivered by Alan Bennett, one of Britain's foremost playwrights and novelists, when he and three other members of the famous Cambridge Footlights Revue presented a satirical show for the prestigious Edinburgh Festival in 1960. All were to become famous in their later show business careers. The others were Pater Cook, Jonathan Miller and Dudley Moore. Alan Bennett's minister is obviously now dated, but much of it remains hilarious and is so typical of what i remember and what I failed to understand in those far off days in Church. The show was named Beyond The Fringe, the reference being to the huge Fringe Festival of all sorts of shows and events that surrounded the items in the main international Festival. Although planned to run for two weeks, it became a sensation. It had long annual runs in a London Theatre and then on Broadway. It is credited with starting a satire boom that leaned heavily on ridiculing authority and the establishment. It was to lead to a relaxation of comedy guidelines on public television and thereafter to the creation of such series as Monty Python's Flying Circus.

I still got my ticket for November, but I am wondering if I should postpone it till December or maybe better Feb 2022? Any advices?

Another consideration is the price. I contacted a guy on Twitter in Bogota 3 years ago, he quoted USD 150 per meeting in Bogota. He is a 30 something gym toned average looking brown guy. I did not follow up because I am not interested in paying American price when I travel to Colombia. But I am sure some fellow Americans will pay. I personally know someone who paid a gorgeous BelAmi type guy from Czech Republic to come meet him in the U.S., with all travel expense paid. Money talks.

I gave up looking at flights from Western Australia, when I did look we had gone from a direct 7hr well priced flight up to ultra ridiculous 2 stop 22hr plus flights and at exorbitant prices. I did notice on Singapore Air that they did have more expensive prices for April onwards with just the one short transit at Changi but they may be old fares that haven't been adjusted in a long time. Hopefully by June or July things will have settled down a bit and I can book for a Bangkok return with no quarantine, 2 weeks of throwing myself at the mercy of the guys there.

I think a good bit of South Korea's conservatism stems from the prevalence of evangelical Christianity there. I believe there were lots of missionaries who went there after the war. I haven't ever noticed much Christianity in my visits to Taiwan but those have been quite short visits. Politically they seem to be a good bit less conservative than the Koreans, although getting to gay marriage wasn't easy.

I have met quite a few people from their and yes, they are religious. Some of my best friends are from Taiwan. I seem to know a large number of Christians from there. Perhaps it's because they're all from the same group. They have been in Thailand for ages and are business people. There's also an equal number of that or Buddhist. But the Buddhist are also quite religious. I was surprised at the number of Christians in any Asian culture. I don't know anything about China. But, I know the desire from the American religions has been to convert all the Buddhist to Christianity. Actually, I grew up in a church that have set missionaries to Thailand for a generation or more. I think I've told the story before I have been in my freshman year of college and this freshman from Thailand came over to me and hugged me and said how glad he was to see me. His father was a missionary I am training who came from my hometown in Alabama. He only stayed with us in Alabama for one year. Not even with me, but with my church. I was in fourth grade. This lad remembered me from fourth grade he was now in America to study, missionary. I am still friends with him. His son is a missionary. His grandson is also a missionary. I just think the number of people that I know from Taiwan has been quite heavy I in Christianity.

Betrayed and left at the altar...so sexy and sad.

I am surprised by your comment about the number of religious people in Taiwan. Official statistics suggest the exact opposite, assuming you mean Christians! Only 3.9% of Taiwanese are Christian compared to 35.3% being Buddhists and 33.2% being Taoists. I have sen many Buddhist temples and a lot of young people there. Many of the Christian community seem to live outside Taipei. Despite their small number, they mounted a major campaign against the proposal to introduce gay marriage. Thankfully for my Taiwan friends, only one of whom professes to be a Christian, they failed. In my many visits, I think I have visited almost 20 temples (some of which are very beautiful) but only one church and it is close to the hotel I normally stay at. b The one country in Asia that totally floored me as I first flew into its major airport after dark was South Korea. I simply could not get over the number of red neon crosses affixed to so many buildings. That was the old airport Kimpo. Not sure if the same can be seen nowadays from Incheon. I was soon to realise that South Korea Christianity had more practising Christians than many allegedly Christian countries -around . Buddhists make up 35%.

Admittedly, I do sometimes get frustrated with the Thai government and its decisions. However, it is an amazing place to live. I love it here. That said, I have been living here full-time for six years. I have been living at least six months a year here for almost 20 years. I think it is time to find a new home base. I'm getting old I would just like some new experiences. I have been around the world and some of my Favorite cities are either in Brazil, Argentina, Spain, and Paris. Notice I didn't say France. I just love Paris. Probably my favorite city on earth. Bangkok has always been a very close second. I think most of you know that the long-term boyfriend and I broke up about two or three years ago. That was about the time I should have moved. It may be time now. We are still best friends. Actually, he's helping me out for four months as I just got out of surgery. But, he is not a long-term anything at this point. I don't know that I need a long-term anything. It is nice. It is fine. But, the older I get the last time I say all I need to be with someone all the time. I love having access to nice apartments, Fast Internet, and easy to access goods from the USA. I'm pretty flexible. I almost moved to Amsterdam many years ago when my friend Hooboy died. He had a two bedroom apartment right at the corner of two canals. I was going to rent the apartment and let his boyfriend stay there. However, the landlords back down of renting in the place. The reason for that is they would get more money from the estate. I always wish that apartment had come through. I think I would be there till today. I still visit there on a regular basis ant it would be easily live there as well. But, I do like hot weather. Maybe that's why Brazil is attractive to me. There are many places in Brazil and Argentina and Spain that I could live in. Barcelona as always one of my favorite destinations. Rio de Janeiro is a place that I absolutely love. However, I find myself going crazy there by spending too much money I am boys, parties, and saunas. I did that years ago with Thailand but I have learned to calm down my need to party. I think that Rio de Janeiro would probably be a good place. No decision has been made yet. I just had hey surgery in Thailand I love the medical care I receive here. It is safe, affordable, and amazingly reliable. The boyfriend from before is going to help me with some things that I will be unable to do for a while.

I knew for sure before 18 that I liked guys. It frightened me a lot. So, at 18, I would tell myself something along the lines of It Gets Better. I came out to my family in my mid 20s and joined a gay group at work. Then I volunteered to take part in a newspaper interview that sampled several companies in the city, what it is like to be gay in corporate America. It was one of those things where I look back and go "what was I thinking?" 🤣 But before that, I had a really hard time dealing with internalized homophobia and the fear of admitting I was gay. It really affected me. So i would try to tell myself to that yes, it does get better, and to try changing my outlook on things.

Venerable Bangkok Massage (formerly a fixture on Twilight, opposite another venerable, Maxi's) reportedly has a sign posted on its current Patpong 2 location, looking for staff. Renowned for their talented ASEAN guys in years past, hope they can again manage to gather a similar lineup.

You're not alone! Like other posters I wish I had come out earlier. I really did feel as though i was almost the only gay guy around when I was 18, despite having had a few furtive experiences. I came from a relatively small town where there seemed to be very few gay men. Those who were openly gay tended to be far older. I remember there being a club in a house in a small out of the way street where these older gay guys could meet. But anyone planning to enter would always look around to check there was no one looking before doing so. Even my father, who in other matters was a very open minded man, referred to one of the middle aged men who worked in the pharmacy at the foot of our street as "one of those". I hasten to add it was not said in a derogatory tone - more merely as a matter of fact. Not even in the relatively closed atmosphere of university could I overcome my fears about coming out. It took several years of working and then my first real relationship before I summoned up the courage. It feels so strange now to remember, but it was a very real 'fear' at the time.

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"Try some cock" Seriously wish I hadn't hesitated to experience it for so long, better late than never I suppose, now to start planning my next trip to get my hands (and other parts) on some hot Thai guys.

My annoyance is really not the amount but rather who will be benefiting from this collection. Like i said, many countries do this in one way or another, through hotel, or airport, or dual pricing etc. One could argue to visa fee is part of it too. The article mentioned it is to ensure the tourist that comes to thailand are the quality type, but i doubt 500 baht charges will be a solution to that. For most with limited disposible income, this might very well mean they will spend less elsewhere, with the their total spending for the trip remain the same.

I'd rather include it in the tip paid to my first long time off, that way I'm sure it goes to a deserving case

Not to mention that inflation in Brazil is freakin’ through the roof. The price of goods there is outrageous compared to wages (in BRL). https://www.reuters.com/world/americas/brazil-annual-inflation-rises-5-year-high-84-june-2021-07-08/

it is true i have experienced that pricing often in Rio and SP the past 6 months! The economy in Brazil is still in the toilet for everyone and gogo danvcers /strippers from the straight clubs are meeting up for $200-$250.

Some of the muscle boys in the Rio and São Paulo saunas are asking for (and getting) R$200 for a programa in the sauna.

I never paid 1000. Or anything. 1000 x 10 cents is what....$100? Outrageous. I just used PM's. I bought the promo pak with unlimited pm's. Most Columbians are eager to meet for money. Very eager. Otherwise you can give some tip to do a pm. I wouldn't even trust a $100 pm as much as a # I was given for free.