So my only temptations on this trip have been Emily twice, Inna once and Perrie girl once

So my only temptations on this trip have been Emily twice, Inna once and Perrie girl once. All day Sunday and Monday left and a few hours Tuesday afternoon. Rue d’Aerschot did not inspire me, not surprising in this cold, dank weather (apart from that dazzling barmaid in the Dream Bar opposite La Derniere Minute) so I doubt I will bother with that again. Still I wait in vain for any spark to bring me to erotic life. Oh, another loss I noticed—the wonderful Cine Paris mural above the stairs has gone! And there has been NO Jean Rollin vampire movies on my Action TV channel at nights! What with the loss of the little chip shop and of the Gascogne, that is quite a roll call on this trip. That old Paradise peep place & kabins is now a café called Quarto, with lots of one-armed bandit machines by the look of it. Sad. After 2 days of really doing nothing of any note whatsoever I’m already down to my last 190 euros (from starting 340). 1013 Sunday morning. O’Reilly’s opens at 11 I think, if I want to try an Irish Breakfast—hopefully they are still fit to open after last night’s Moroccan “riot” in the Bourse area right outside their front door. But no, let me not say what I MIGHT do. Only what I DO do.
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252 In my seat in Brussels Grill. 1502 still waiting for the food but two lovely pieces of bread & butter have made the wait perfectly enjoyable

252 In my seat in Brussels Grill. 1502 still waiting for the food, but two lovely pieces of bread & butter have made the wait perfectly enjoyable. Really, Brussels Grill is SUCH a nice restaurant. I really cannot say a bad word about it, or its staff. Beautiful food, and compared to London restaurant prices, RIDICULOUSLY cheap (even with the Brexit-reduced exchange rate). After a little session in Cine Paris (two better films than yesterday) I made the effort to go all the way to other end of Rue d’Aerschot and back. One in La Derniere Minute (should have gone in the Dream Bar opposite as the pink jumper barmaid looked astoundingly gorgeous) then back here to Brussels Grill. I honestly don’t think I’m going to do anything with a Rue d’Aerschot window girl again—they are beautiful, yes; if these girls worked in Fifth Avenue I would be bankrupt in a week, but here, in this environment, I just am never in the mood. Always just wanting to get back to the plush, warm environment of Fifth (coming to Brussels Grill BEFORE Fifth is actually good—as it makes it easier to have a steak, then afterwards also have a Domino’s Pizza. I am sure I will).bruxelles (13)

Seem to have got through 70 euros on my first day in Brussels even though I did virtually nothing

Seem to have got through 70 euros on my first day in Brussels, even though I did virtually nothing, taxi 15, pizza 12, beer in Fifth 18, plus various other cans of beer. It turns out McDonald’s does not open till 9AM every day; will probably give it a miss now, and save myself for a Brussels Grill steak later. 1102 now. On my first beer. Very cold today. I don’t think for one moment I’ll be tempted to do anything with any of the Rue d’Aerschot window girls, in this inhospitable environment.

At least today I got to 3pm still feeling I am in the MIDDLE of a drinking session rather than already fast asleep like yesterday

At least today I got to 3pm still feeling I am in the MIDDLE of a drinking session, rather than already fast asleep like yesterday. Not only did Red Devil not have Jupiler on tap, all the others were off too, so I gave up and went to the toilet, to find the lights were not working in the toilets. Further sign, if sign were needed. Back to La Dernière Minute, last bar in the Rue d’Aerschot.

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My god there are some busty girls in the Rue d’Aerschot. But none enough to lure me in

My god, there are some busty girls in the Rue d’Aerschot. But none enough to lure me in. Completely unaroused in the Cine Paris, though the films up & downstairs were probably the same as yesterday, just different scenes, not even the slightest swelling. And the Red Devil bar at the end of Rue d’Aerschot has not got Jupiler on tap today, so I had to buy a bottle; another sign of the rubbishness of this holiday. I see little chance of it picking up. My mojo is low to non-existent. Anyway, the Red Devil has quality urinals, which is the main reason I wanted to come in here. 220 still ridiculously early, I will have another beer or 2 in the bars further down the road, then head back to Fifth. Before 4 probably, but at least a better, more propitious time than yesterday. Honestly, though, no desire for anything except continued drinking, lovely food to finish the day then bed. Final little session in Cine Paris perhaps and walk around Rue des Cendres and Rue de la Blanchisserie, but no desire for anything more.

Always I want to follow the EASIEST route; that is why I always go straight to Fifth Avenue even if I know it is too early

Always I want to follow the EASIEST route; that is why I always go straight to Fifth Avenue even if I know it is too early for the quality girls and therefore pointless. A river cuts its easiest course. This is why I still keep going to Fifth Avenue too early, rather than Rue d’Aerschot where the more beautiful girls can be found. It is too far to walk? Not sure it isn’t exactly the same distance to Fifth as it is to Rue d’Aerschot.