She's living for a year on only five dollars a day. Euro Pass into Italy and ended up in Venice, where I met a hot girl who looks like Rachael Leigh Cook and speaks better English than I do. Took the Glacier Express up the Schilthorn, which is beautiful in a way I can't describe. So, I went to Switzerland where I, ironically, couldn't find anyone who had the time. Canta Cruz is beautiful, but there are no girls here, just old hippies. Some girl from Camden calls me on my cell, so I let her listen to the church bells in Cadaques. Cruise up the coast to the Museo Gala Dali, but had no more acid, which sucked. I dropped acid at the Sagrada Familia, which was a trip to say the least. I fly to Barcelona, which was a low-rent bust. Sneak into the Guinness factory and steal some stout so good my dick goes hard. L.A.", she strips for me in the bath room of the club. Oakenfold lets me spin some discs with him. "Oakie" invites me to Dublin, so I catch an Aer Lingus flight and stay at the Morrison. Saw the Arc de Triomphe and almost became road-kill crossing the street. Made out with a Dutch model in front of the Louvre. Drove a Ferrari that belonged to a member of the Saudi royal family. She chugs my cock at the Mariott Champs-Elysees, which is good. Went to a Ford model party and hooked up with a Romanian model named Karina.
Got the hang of the Metro, took it everywhere. Climb the Eiffel Tower for only seven francs, because the ticket machine was broken. I pretend to ice-skate around Central Station, while someone plays the sax. Afterward we made small-talk about AIDS, her Moroccan pimp, and herself. In the end, she pulls me out, and I cum between her tits, even though I'm wearing a rubber. We bought some coke and I cruised the Red Light District, until I found some blonde with big tits that reminds me of Lara. Lots of Van Goghs and the Vermeers were intense.
I meet a Dutch TV actress and we drink absinthe at a bar called Absinthe. The Dutch all know English, so I didn't have to speak any Dutch - which was a relief. It rained a lot, it was expensive, and I'm jonesing. Smoked a lot of hash that had too much tobacco in it.
Bought some speed from an Italian junkie who was trying to sell me a stolen bike. Met the world's biggest DJ, Paul Oakenfold. I strip her clothes off, suck her toes, and we fuck.
I find the one hetero girl in the place and we dry hump on the dance floor. Ministry of Sound is dead, so I go to Remform - but it's Gay Night. I wandered around trying to get laid, until it started to rain, then went back to Home House. I flirt a bit at the Virgin Megastore, buy some CDs, then follow some girls with pink hair. Met a couple of Brits who take me to, of all places, Camden Street. Called a friend from school who was selling hash, but she wasn't in. I'm staying in Home House, the most beautiful hotel in the world. Don't let people lie to you: hostels are for the ugly. Victor: Took a charter flight on a DC-10 to London.