TALES from a GAY LIFE (mostly in Asia) – Part 7

[PeterRS]

I am not mentioning Hong Kong here, even though I lived and/or worked there for all of 38 years. The gay scene has changed so much in recent years and the places I used to visit are virtually all gone now. It suddenly became a very cruisy city after 1991 when the old British Victorian law against homosexuality was finally changed. All manner of bars, clubs and saunas sprang up. The beach at Middle Bay close to Repulse Bay on the south of the Island became very cruisy at the week-ends with action in the changing rooms. The centrally located Propaganda nightclub was hugely popular, later to be renamed Works. I once met another Taiwanese there maybe around 20 years ago. We both got rather drunk and he came back to my apartment. At one point when in bed he told me to stop what I was doing, close my eyes and stay still. He went to the bathroom but quickly returned. He had filled his mouth with warm water into which he then placed my dick. It was a wonderful sensation I had never had before.

Also within Asia I have visited and written photo blog posts about my two visits to Nepal and one to Bhutan, both fascinating trips. I know that I have been extremely fortunate in working mostly for international companies based in Hong Kong, for the regular travel to regional and head office meetings not only enabled me to take many side trips - thank you those round-the-world air tickets! - but also resulted in tons of air miles. 

For a decade I used some for annual business class trips to spend New Year with friends in one of my favourite cities, Sydney. Others resulted in photo blog posts to several countries in South America, including Chilean Patagonia and Machu Picchu; to Petra; to seeing the Northern Lights from a frozen lake near the lodge where I was staying far beyond the Arctic Circle, mercifully on the very last day of a 9-day excursion; and in 2017 an amazing two weeks in Iran. It really is so desperately sad that this absolutely wonderful country and its lovely people are ruled by mullahs they all seem to loathe. I would go back like a shot if it was not now so dangerous. The astonishing ruins at Persepolis; the desert city of Yazd where the world's oldest monotheistic religion, Zoroastrianism, was founded with images of its arms-stretched out all-wise deity Ahura-Mazda everywhere; the utter magnificence of the main square in Isfahan with its two stunning mosques and royal palace; the simple quite lovely beauty of the gardens in Kashan (the Persian word for garden basically meaning Paradise) and the majesty of the religious centre of Qom where I was shown round by a young mullah who could not have been more kind to this unbeliever!

With age creeping up and much less desire to travel given that I have already seen so much of our world, my trips are limited mostly to Taipei several times a year to meet up with my good friends there, once a year to Japan and once to Europe, mostly to meet up with similarly ageing family members. Lastly, though let me return to a subject I mentioned in part 1 – history, and specifically a series of gay icons.

Before then I will pause. The final part of this overlong blog posting will refer specifically to Gay Guides websites in which I have described travels, many with photos, to some of the countries/cities/events referred to above. Hopefully they will still be of interest to some. Tnank you for reading thus far.