Thursday, 22 July 1993
22/07/93
Wednesday, 21 July 1993
21/07/93
Got into Brugges about 12:53 got bike off train and got a hand down the steps from guard! (not cute!) saw tow different cuties in Military uniforms one saw me cruising the other and didn't really react (maybe he was on?) Dry weather cycled to camping Lispanne at Vasseslag de Haan got a sunny break in the clouds to pitch tent very dry now. Got hotdogs for tea will buy some chips too. Found out there is a firework display tonite for the Independance day will go to it at De Haan. Must buy John a present tomorrow and Dad some Belgian Chocolates too! The cutie wot gave me a beer is still here with straight friends. He was obviously slagging me off in Dutch when I was putting up my tent. "what goes by you isn't for you" as Fred says! Bought 4 bottles of Juplier - a Belgian beer 25cl each. Drank 2 intending to go to the campsite's disco but didn't as the 6-8 Dutch guys in an ex-army mark next to me invited me for a beer. I crashed the ash and we had a chat - there was one there (the youngest - No.2 clipper 19 and still a virgin! I could have cured that by fucking him there and then! He was lovely - nice and slim and quite pretty - well prettier than Miss Gibbons - I'm getting a stirring of the loins writing this! Another one of them was a cycle repair man and said is there anything wrong with your bike. I mentioned the shimanos and he sorted them for me. That was a really friendly gesture wasn't it? Mind you offering me a beer was too. If the chicken offered me his arse that would be even better! But they think I'm straight as you have to pretend in unknown company so it's not to be....
Tuesday, 20 July 1993
20/07/93
Monday, 19 July 1993
19/07/93
Sunday, 18 July 1993
18/07/93
Saturday, 17 July 1993
17/07/93
Friday, 16 July 1993
16/07/93
Sat down on the pavement and had a read of the guide A2 sized folded up sheet. Found out there was a gay snack bar on the other side of Why Not. So went in and had a Croque Monsieur (ham and cheese toast with a nice side salad included) and a beer. Really cute chicken playing the Adams Family pin-ball machine. He had a friend with him and a big shaggy dog - looked friendly too. But left after I finished my toast, the "patron" wasn't busy and came over and told me about the best places to go to. When I was finished my beer, I left in search of a gay sex shop to get a Porno mag for exercising my tool with. It was getting so hot that I decided to come back to the campsite and sunbathe. Saw some cuties on the tram - black chicken (or chickenish) with an absolutely HUGE packet! Still sunbathing but it's clouding over but not cold yet. Will probably go into town this evening or night - for scientific interest merely of course!
I'm in the Cancan Taverne and it's a bit of a hole - subdued lighting but nice music - disco type stuff. Very small 2 booths and about a dozen bar stools round the walls. The waitress is "kinda cute" but attached I fear. Nice touch the stairs to the toilet (upstairs) you can get a good look at a guy you fancy when he goes up to the bog! I just have... 2 guys sat down next to me one very sexy one each! Chatted for a while the cute one is a Zippo collector sees my Zippo doesn't close properly and fixes it for me. They buy me a drink and the cute one pours half of his into the one I have - I'm not complaining. We chat for ages and have a lot in common. I get the idea that I'll be going back with him his name is Donald. Tall slim light brown hair well tanned and really cute. Then he says he has to go or he'll miss his tram gives me his address and phone no - I should have asked to go with him. I stay on and finish my drink. Other and me go to Cercle 52 a club. Buy each other a drink and get introduced to the back rooms - don't do it with him but get some nice blow jobs and wanks from persons unknown. Leave on my own at about 04:00 and have to walk back to the campsite more than 5 miles! Get back about 06:15 and crash until about 13:30 or so.
Never came in the back rooms as was probably too drunk - I'd had equivalent of 7 bottles of Becks - didn't really get fully hard but them lot seemed to enjoy it will probably go to Cancan again and maybe Cercle 52 - I have a week's honorary membership to there. They have T.V. Monitors in the bars showing porn all the time interesting!? Didn't end up going back there...
Thursday, 15 July 1993
15/07/93 -- Brussels
Wednesday, 14 July 1993
14/07/93
Now finished both Tales from the City books - what am I going to read now? My Flemish is coming along not too bad! - Well, I managed to ask for Groot Frieten met Mayonnaise Mionaise is how they say it. But, I didn't manage to say no thank you when she offered me salt- a Flemish girl scout had to tell the woman I was English - Yah boo sucks!
Tuesday, 13 July 1993
13/07/93
The campsite is nice - pity about the weather. A nice lake - probably artificial - people were water skiing in the evening. Woods and trees everywhere - you get a map of the campsite when you book in to it. Had beef stew for tea tonight.
Monday, 12 July 1993
12/07/93
Cycled to Brugges and back today sunny but a shower in Brugges at about 2-3 in the afternoon. Rather windy on my cycle back - the knee was playing up and back hurt a bit. This waiting until 10 in the morning for a shower is a bit of a pain! Had hotdogs and fries (frietten) with curry sauce for tea. Took some nice photos when I did a partial walking tour of the town.
Sunday, 11 July 1993
11/07/93
Cycled to Ostend and had a McChicken sandwich meal in the main square for lunch - listened to a band mainly brass playing tunes during lunch. They played I can't help falling In Love with you... Which I, of course, sang along to. Also played the tune of Happy Birthday when I was leaving to buy postcards. Had hotdogs on brown bread for tea tonight. The "Summer Menu" McMeals had large drink and large fries unlike Britain's medium ones - welcome extra and free mayo from a big pump dispenser!
Saturday, 10 July 1993
10/07/93 -- London and Ostend
Had to cycle across London from Euston to Victoria because I couldn't find Euston Square tube station. Got a little mixed up with the traffic at Regent's park/Park Lane junction. Spent ages looking for milk in Dover. phoned big sister in the ferry terminal as brother wasn't in. Had got Dad in at Euston early morning.
Arrived in Ostend about 10-15 minutes late on the ferry. Booked in to anise campsite. Had frietten with Mayo for tea and phoned to brother -- bloody expensive from the cafe phone must be metered high to pay their phone bill only got to talk for 40 seconds for 120BF - wasted 20BF on an aborted first call too. When I had got my .tent pitched, a very cute local from 2 tents away came over and handed me a bottle of Juplier beer! Nice dark hair tanned, small pencil moustache gorgeous! But, he fucked off when he found out I wasn't Flemish pity! I could have screwed him. He never even took me on for the rest of my stay!
Friday, 9 July 1993
09/07/93 -- Over-night train to London
Got a lift to Aberdeen from Mum and Dad and got on the train to London. Didn't sleep much at all. When I did drop off , Sean (a really cute guy from a Hettie couple - he was a student she was a travel agent from Banchory) woke me up asking if I had a spare packet of fags to sell him! I had 5 left and gave him 2. God! But that train journey was boring!
Thursday, 8 July 1993
Camping in Belgium -- Summer 1993
Camping in Belgium - A Holiday Diary of a 27 year old gay guy
Written long hand and only typed up 17 years later when found in a box of papers...