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Two Gay in The Big Apple

What does Manhattan reminds me of? Beautiful skyscrapers, Lush green park and efficient Subway, which Carrie Bradshaw would never be caught in it… she would rather walk, and its true. You can walk your way in Manhattan.

Any direction towards the city is called Downtown and out is call Uptown. So if you told New Yorker that you’re going to the city… they will laughed at you. “ Man! This is the city!!!” . On the 1^st day, we purchased the Metro ticket that costs $27.00 for a week unlimited ride on all public transport. It’s a life saver and a must for every tourists. Unless you rather spend your shopping money on expensive taxi ride or towncars.

We did a hell lot of walking in Manhattan. Kip took us to every nook and hook of the Big Apple. Started with the preview of night walk in Central park. It is definitely an amazing experience to walk in Central park at night. Its very eerie and a bit daunting. The park is not the same as the French garden. It is kept to its natural state. Where we stayed at Upper West 78^th Street, its very close to the park. At nighttime, the mist surrounded the whole park. Like a horror movie in the 80’s, I still remembered most Malaysian making silly statement about the foggy night scene before the ghost appears and now being in Central Park in the fog made me realized that its for real. Its only a few years back that its declared safe to be in Central Park of a night. Even on Manhattan streets.

After the brief stroll, we went to a Italian restaurant called Café Caffe. Dinner was nice and we spent around $50 per person. Eating out in USA especially in big cities can be costly. The price of the food is cheap but we have to add up tips to the waiter as well as they are paid poorly on basic rate and depending on how much tip they can get from their diners.

The tips is around 15– 20% off the whole bill. If you gave them less than that most of them will ask you why? Is the service is bad? And believe me… the service is rarely bad… unless you picked the wrong restaurant or a wrong day or the wrong waiter. Than you can say… Yes… Your service was atrocious…and I’m never coming back!

And I’m beginning to be fond of this big city!!

New York!! New York!!

What do I say about the Big Apple? It’s massive, crowded, and busy and never sleeps. New York is amazing! When we landed in JFK airport, Virgin America terminal, I have booked a Lincoln town car to pick us up and took us to our apartment on Upper West 78^th Street. I was so excited as like most gay boys… pretending to lead the icon Carrie Bradshaw life with Mr. Big… been chauffeured around in the luxury black Lincoln.

After collecting our luggage, we can’t find the driver. I called the company and been told to look for a SUV. I was devastated and angry. Where’s my fucking Lincoln?

Me: Hi, I don’t see the limo that supposed to pick us up… This is our booking number.

Asian Guy on the Phone: Oh! Our Lincoln broke down sir. So we send you a SUV instead. We still charge you the same price for the SUV although it should really be more expensive.

Me: I don’t want a SUV. I booked for a Lincoln!

By this time it started to rain and I don’t really want to be stuck in JFK with our bags. The driver just sat inside this beat up SUV and not even acknowledging us waiting at the passenger pick up.

Driver: Hey ya’ll. I’ve been waiting for 20 mins. Don’t you know what an SUV look like?

Me: I know how a SUV look like. But I asked for a Lincoln! I don’t need a SUV…. I don’t have a whole family to ride on this damn thing!

Driving from JFK to Manhattan took more than 1 hour. The freeways and road signs reminds me of Kuala Lumpur, especially the Queens area. Very Ghetto... As we reached Manhattan, the scenery got so much better. I saw a designer labels outlets everywhere.

Karen’s apartment is a beautiful brownstone building, just like you see in Sex & the City. Quiet and beautiful street. We met Karen, the owner. She was very friendly and helpful. Our room is a beautiful and quaint. Older style and quite comfortable.

Unpacked and ready to explore New York!!!

Rest in Peace sweet Stephen

Boyzone singer Stephen Gately has been found dead at the age of 33, it was reported today.

Gately was believed to have been holidaying in Majorca when he died yesterday, according to a newspaper.

A friend of Gately's told the newspaper: "It looks like he went out for a few drinks, then got back, fell asleep and never woke up."

Boyzone manager Louis Walsh told the News of the World: "We're all absolutely devastated. I'm in complete shock. I was only with him on Monday at an awards ceremony. We don't know much about what's happened yet.

All four remaining members of Boyzone - Ronan Keating, Keith Duffy, Shane Lynch and Mikey Graham - will be flying to Palma, Majorca tomorrow."I only heard after The X Factor and we will rally around each other this week. He was a great man."

Boyzone star Shane Lynch told the News of the World: "Me and the boys are flying out in the morning. We just need to get over to where he's passed and work out what we need to do."

Ronan Keating, who is in Chicago, has been left devastated by the death of his close friend. A pal revealed to the newspaper: "Ronan is completely distraught. No-one saw this coming.

"He loved Stephen like a brother, they were so close, it's absolutely floored him.

"It's a massive shock to everyone and no one can take it in yet.

"He was a man in the prime of his life, and this is a huge tragedy."

Gay singer Gately's coming out ten years ago caused a sensation in the pop music world. He leaves a husband Andrew Cowles, who he married in a civil union in March, 2006.

Gately also became a star of theatre, TV and radio, appearing in the West End as Joseph in and The Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat and in the ITV show Dancing on Ice.

Boyzone had 17 top five singles and four number one albums before splitting in 2000. They made a comeback tour in 2007, however their recent 19-date Better tour was deemed a flop as the band played to half-filled arenas.

A statement on Boyzone's official website confirmed the Irish singer's death.

It said: "Stephen tragically died yesterday whilst on holiday with his partner Andrew in Majorca.

"The rest of the boyz will be flying out today."

From The Sunday Times

October 11, 2009

San Fran… You Are Beautiful

Folsom is over. Now back to being a tourist. What’s next to see in San Francisco? Robert and Kip took us for a drive to all the places. We went across the Golden Gate Bridge, to the other side of the city. Thanks to the boys we have seen a different side of San Francisco.

The next day we ventured SF ourselves. I have pre-purchased tickets to Alcatraz. Okay… I don’t want to write so much about the history of Alcatraz… but if you want to know… Click the link to link below.

Wiki : ALCATRAZ ISLAND

We took some great photos on this trip and the day with Kip and Robert too.

Last night in San Francisco, Desi took me to a Latino club called the Café. I never been to a Latino club before but the music and the boys are soooo hawt!! The Go-Go boys just in their undies and have a great body…

I can see Desi drooling on the boys… and it’s hilarious. We had such a great time and he repeatedly said how sad it is that we’re leaving. I wish I can stay but I’m on holiday…. New York is our next destination.

Thanks Desmond, Kip and Robert for being a fabulous host! We love you so much!!!

Folsom Street Fair – How Far Can You Go?

For you guys who are familiar with San Francisco gay scene, you must have heard of Folsom Street Fair that normally took place in late September. It’s a Gay Leather & Fetish street fair that started in the 70s.

Folsom St originally wasn’t a gay street. It’s mainly a street with a lot of leather stores. When the gays invaded Castro, they keep on spreading to Folsom and decided to organize a yearly street fair with inhibited display of sexual acts, BDSM and fetish.

I have never seen so much nudity on the street. It’s so liberating and honest. There are porn stars booths, cubs and bears, leather queens, spanking and whipping and even naked twisters.

We went there with Desmond and some of his friends. It was Desmond’s first time to Folsom as well…. LOL. I think he’s a bit relieved after I mentioned to him that we’re not really into leather and fetish… Not that I have any issue with seeing naked people…. Hot or not…

As we entered the Folsom gate (they blocked the whole Folsom St to make sure breeders with kids cant enter)… it was full on. There is a group of guys standing naked and playing with their crotch. I saw a young and yummy boy wearing an orange tee with his huge cock hanging out. I took his picture. He smiled…

We walked to another booth where a woman got tied up and whipped. Walking past us a woman dressed as a horse and a guy riding her. It’s amazing what turns someone’s on.

Oh… I also took a photo with D.J Porn star, and suddenly he lashed his cock out. Desmond’s friend Jeff shouted and asked me to hold it… and as quick as a lightning…I grabbed it!

“Yeahh!! I grabbed DJ Pornstar’s cock!!!” I cannot believe it… lol….

I had so much to see until the Nikon SLR got tired of taking photos… it stopped working for a while. Putting the naked photos on here might be a bad idea but hell… this is my blog… if you don’t like it…. Don’t read it!

As the Mayor of San Francisco told the straight families that complaint about Folsom…

“ If you are concerned that your kids see the actions…. Then don’t go!”

After a few hours, we got a bit weary of the scene. We told Desmond that we’re leaving very soon. He wanted to wait for Brent and James. So we waited at The Raging Stallion booth where they show porn on a big screen TV. They’re also lots of porn stars signing autographs. I didn’t see Dawson… otherwise I’d spank his ass as requested by Eugene….

We then went back to Castro. Had a bottle of Pinot with the boys at Blush! And chatted for a few hours. As the time flies… we went out Downtown to an amazing Thai restaurant for dinner.

“ Yes I have washed my hand”

Desmond sent us back to Robert’s and we said goodbye….

I love San Francisco…. And maybe one day come back to Folsom again