Honestly they have too many staff here in the Dorint

Honestly, they have too many staff here in the Dorint. How can they afford so many barstaff? I could quite happily just stay here all day with —. She is very cute. I was, to be honest, thinking about her quite erotically before leaving my hotel room this morning. I was actually thinking there is something so open, and warm, about Hungarians. I have become friendly with so many Hungarians in London, who I could name but won’t, yet there are as many Poles in London, as many Germans in London, as many French in London, who I have never got to know by name. And yet I have become friendly with so many Hungarians. This is quite amazing. And here in my Vienna hotel, the one (of many) barmaids who have actually taken the time to stop and make conversation with me is this Hungarian girl.

Leaving the Velvet Palace I crossed to the other side

Leaving the Velvet Palace I crossed to the other side, ignoring the Dream Bar, going in what I thought was Angelique but being called to go in the next door instead by 2 quite insistent girls. It turned  out the first door is Grosse Angelique and the next is Kleine Angelique. Anyway I had the beer, the girls came to me one after the other, I turned them away, but all the time I had my eye on the grosse busen girl standing behind the bar. Finally she came to me, I had a piccolo with her (27 euros). An uber-busty very beautiful Hungarian girl called Lily. I was too drunk to contemplate doing anything, so left when I finished my beer. I knew I would find no one more beautiful than her this night so walked past Haus 6 and Okay and Manhattan and Tete a Tete and returned to my hotel to sleep. This was my last night in Vienna.