Out of all the hotels I’ve stayed in on this trip the Dorint is the only hotel where the A/C unit in the room actually works

Out of all the hotels I’ve stayed in on this trip—Ibis Gare du Midi, Ibis Nuremberg Altstadt, Dorint and Ibis Mariahilfer—the Dorint is the only hotel where the A/C unit in the room actually works. Even though the control panel in all the other hotels seems to be working it has no effect on the actual A/C units. The Dorint is the only hotel where I can actually change the temperature in my room myself. Out of all the hotels the Dorint is the only one that has a good internet terminal for guests in the lobby—the ones in the Max Brussels, Ibis Nuremberg and Ibis Mariahilfer are all virtually unusable. I just had to abandon my attempt to do all I wanted in the Ibis Mariahilfer; it did not allow copy & paste. Terrible. Surprised and pleased to see the Ibis Mariahilfer has a music channel, Deluxe, same as the Ibis Nuremberg, but it is NOT as good as the Dorint’s GoTV. That is a great music channel. Yes, being forced to leave the Dorint has disturbed my equilibrium and spoiled my mojo. If I cannot stay at the Dorint for my entire trip in future I will change my travel dates.

The Dorint have abandoned their practice of serving their peanuts with a spoon and now serve them in a small jug which is very hard to get the peanuts out of

The Dorint have abandoned their practice of serving their peanuts with a spoon, and now serve them in a small jug which is very hard to get the peanuts out of. I don’t think that I will go to the Belvedere. I’ve seen those pictures so many times. I will go next time. Let me just go to the WSK and Café Westend and then have a sleep, then see what I want to do tonight. It will be very boring got going out AT ALL, and yet I feel no desire for Tete a Tete or Manhattan again. The discovery of this holiday is that Tete a Tete actually seems to get more lively (more customers) than the Manhattan.

A beautiful blazing blue-skied Spring day in Vienna

A beautiful blazing blue-skied Spring day in Vienna. I felt so turned on with Denisa in Manhattan on Thursday night and so turned on with busty blonde Claudia in Tete a Tete on Thursday night, but when I went back to both places Friday night I felt nothing for either of them. I can’t help thinking it is being forced to vacate the Dorint and decamp to the Ibis has totally ruined my mojo. The Ibis is a perfectly nice hotel but it does not feel like home like the Dorint does.

No man is an island. Well I’m as close to it as I’ve ever met

No man is an island. Well I’m as close to it as I’ve ever met. There may be other people like me but by definition I am not likely to bump into them. I still have the dream, that a hundred years from now, sensitive young men will be coming to drink in the Dorint Hotel in Vienna, because it is where their favourite writer ——– used to drink; and in the Café du Dome in Brussels, and the Berlin Plaza in Berlin. They will be eating Alt Wiener Zwiebel Rostbraten in the Café Westend like their hero did. Will there still BE a Dorint Hotel in 100 years, still a Café Westend, a Berlin Plaza, a Café du Dome? Would be fascinating to know. I want to live forever, I really do. I think The Makropolos Case is one of the most affecting operas I have ever seen. I want to be Emilia Marty. I do have a conception of myself as a great person, which, I notice, the rest of the world curiously and bizarrely fails to share.

The Dorint radio has given way to the sound of waves

The Dorint radio has given way to the sound of waves, washing up on a beach. For five minutes now. It sounds like my ejaculate. Wave after wave of English c-m. But, still, quite strange to hear it in a bar. Er, how long are the waves going to last? This is what they call ‘ambient’? Yes, so is my ejaculate. The waves are getting harder, and stronger, and more frequent. Yes, this is how my ejaculate comes as well.

The Dorint meals are beautifully-cooked—they just come in such miniscule, artistically-arranged portions

The Dorint meals are beautifully-cooked—they just come in such miniscule, artistically-arranged portions—no! Just put MORE on the plate and MORE people (i.e. me) would eat there! Just think if you go home after a day at work—do you want an artistically-arranged miniscule spread of food on your plate? No—you want a massive plate full of food to fill your empty stomach: So do we guests! Maybe you think you are saving money by serving such small portions—no! I would eat in here EVERY NIGHT if you could serve me a plate full of meat & potatoes & veg that the Café West End over the road does. It is not rocket science.