Ah this new Asian barmaid is gorgeous. She shyly berated me, “I can also bring the drink to you”, because I waited at the end of the bar for my drink instead of letting her bring it to my table, but sweetly. So I have broken my imposition, to always make sure I eat breakfast when on holiday. But Vienna is a different dynamic to Brussels—the real places to go are at night, even after midnight. Daytime is not important. There is just WSK really. Just got a map from reception—just marking the Bad Timing and Night Porter sites on the map makes me want to visit them—now. U6 down to Längenfeldgasse (2 stops) for Bad Timing. Then from Meidling (closest to Bad Timing), U4 to Kettenbrückengasse (4 stops) for Night Porter hotel and café. Then back to Westbahnhof for food, then sleep. Tempted. This Asian barmaid has inspired me, put fire in my blood. 219. Barmaids until 3 then the night barman starts. Not long to enjoy my Asian love. Or alternatively let me just eat today then sleep, and tomorrow do the Bad Timing and Night Porter things. Yes, better. Because today really is about the night bars. 229 rather leave now, before the night man starts, so I can give my tip to the gorgeous Asian.
This Asian barmaid is the best thing to have happened at the Dorint in a very long time. I am attracted to her. I might even just stay here drinking as long as she is around, then go to the station, stuff myself with food—pizza & roll & Subway then come back and sleep till tonight. Leave Belvedere and Burggasse Peep till last day tomorrow. I have been to the art museums of Vienna so many times, but Belvedere has so many treasures it is always a pleasure to go back—Richard Gerstl’s Laughing Self Portrait among the most important pictures of my whole life, Makart’s Five Senses (oh Klimt’s The Kiss is there of course but this has always left me cold. Vienna’s Mona Lisa it is not, for me. The Gerstl Laughing Self Portrait takes that crown for me). 120. How fantastic it is to go to a porn cinema in Europe, and sit there in the lobby, at the bar, and calmly unzip my trousers and get my cock out, and have one of the girls calmly wanking me in front of everyone. This is the glory of Europe. EU, no. Europe yes. And what harm does it do to ANYONE if some floozie in a Vienna porn kino manually pleasures me? Of course none. Yet still, it is forbidden in so many places. Can you imagine what that —- Paul Convery would do about this. Priggish —-. Please, please, do not let the prigs win.
I don’t know, this new bargirl might be more Vietnamese than Mongolian, but she is gorgeous. The typical beautiful Asian features but a real curvaceousness to her body as well. Ah if only she could behind the bar more often. At least I got her to serve me this second beer. A great addition to the Dorint team.
After 3 bottles of Gösser in the room, back in the Dorint bar for my first Zipfer. The little Vietnamese barmaid greeted me “Grüß Gott! Grosses bier?” and the other barmaid laughed. They remember me well! Always the eternal question: why? Why serve peanuts with a spoon? If I actually USED the spoon, and ate my peanuts with the spoon people would look at me like I was a fucking retard, and I am not. I am not. Lots of people eating in the other end of the restaurant; maybe part of a conference event. Gorgeous Mongolian-looking barmaid/waitress serving them, wish she would stay behind the bar! I will speak more about Mongolians presently.
GoTV has disappeared from the hotel TV? Hard to be sure, as they now have more than 90 channels it seems, but I could not find it on a couple of sweeps through. Deluxe Music is there. Just ONE bottle of beer in my minibar; I rang reception for more; she couldn’t help laughing when I said 8. “Eight?!” she queried. Yes, that’s right. “OK, no problem sir” she was laughing a little bit. Last time I came here, they put SIX in my minibar ready for my arrival. That was truly amazing.
Back in my old seat in the Dorint bar; first song Pet Shop Boys “It’s taken me all of my life to find you”; that song I first heard here 2 years ago and hadn’t heard since. I hope I’m not going to get emotional about my wife again. 220 already. Need to get a move on to get to WSK. Last time I saw Jackie there, she got changed and left by 5 (maybe because she saw me, it’s possible). A bunch of very loud Americans all around the lobby & bar since I checked in and still, making very angry phone calls to various people.
Amazingly there is a Bild in the Dorint paper rack; first time for years. Looks more like a customer has brought it in and left it there as it is very wrinkled like it got rained on.