Maspalomas Pride 28/04/2010 Wednesday

Woke 06:30hrs still dark went to toilet and back to bed for a read. Started My Side of the Story by Will Davis. I read it before last year – had forgotten it was written in very American language although set in London.

Got up after a bit. Breakfast – boring muesli :( – wish I’d been able to take my Raisin Wheats with me… Took my pills and a de-caff coffee.

Dressed and went for a walk to the beach.

What a shock!There seems to have been big storms that have washed away a lot of the sand exposing rocks which end about 10 yards into the naturist bit. Took my trainers off and paddled until I got to the gay bit then skinned off and was tempted by the water so swam for a bit and besides I was needing a pee too lol The waves were quite big so it would probably have been no bathing red flag but the life guards weren’t working yet so I was able to enjoy being in the waves :) Didn’t have a towel with me so had to stand in front of two old queens in their 50’s or 60’s brushing most of the water off me with my hands until I was dry enough to put my polo shirt on walked back to the end of the naturist beach and put my shorts back on – I wasn’t fully dry but hey ho…

Walked along to the taxi rank and got one back to the apartment €4.50 over tipped it up to €5. Back to apartment and had a shower shave and cleaned my teeth. Read more of my book. 11:00hrs watched some porn on the laptop then had a snooze until 16:00hrs. Had sandwiches then went out in search of a 3G dongle for internet expensive!

Moviestar
€39
€3 per MB

Vodafone
€53
€20 for 250MB
250MB included in Dongle cost

Orange
€40
€12 per 1GB
€12 is per week with up to 1GB


Will see if Pub Nestor still has free Wi-Fi if you buy drinks and probably use that – you can buy a lot of lemonades for €64 that the Orange dongle would cost for the 2 weeks.

Came home and tried internet again no luck :( so, typed up this diary for a bit :)

Went out for dinner after 20:00hrs and had the grilled chicken breast with mushroom sauce – tasty a pint of Tropicale too drink not harsh like Amstel.

Went to Pub Nestor for a couple of drinks intending to go to the Cellar afterwards for some men . Had a 7up and the drag queen came over and put her hand on my shoulder and said you all right chicken – flattery will get you everywhere! I said thank you :) sat watching the talent then got a beer. Then they announced that it was “Open the Box” tonight (their charity game ) – I thought that was on Tuesday nights. Decided to stay as it’s fun to watch the “postmen” standing there in their underwear. To Irish guys Shane (gorgeous geek :-P) and his partner Paul joined me at the table to get a better “ringside seat”. It wasn’t busy and, when the drag queen came to sell us our raffle tickets, she said she really needed volunteers for to be the “Postmen”… She asked Shane and he agreed. Then she asked me – I tried to say no drawing attention to my belly saying that the audience wouldn’t want to see that on stage lol She was quite insistent so I agreed to do it if she couldn’t find someone cuter… She came back after selling all the tickets she could saying she couldn’t find anyone else to be a postman so I had to do it – I don’t think she tried very hard to find someone lol.

Shane and I got up on the stage and the drag queen introduced us asking our names then decided that there would be a twist… Postmen normally have to strip to their underpants but tonight they would be undressed by audience members. I got an older guy from Cardiff called Graham. He ended up with a winning ticket at the next stage. Shane had to go into the audience to get someone to shuffle the envelopes that go in the numbered boxes. Meanwhile, the drag queen described the fabulous prizes and got me to display them to the audience. Shane and I then pulled the three winning numbers out of the “hat”. (Photo here is a library picture from Nestor's Facebook page)

We then got thanked with a bottle of fizzy wine each and sent to put our clothes back on. The winners were brought up in front of us all and blindfolded and a random from the audience was picked that they had to guess the age of by touch only. One guy said 45 and 2 months (Cardiff Graham) the next said 45 and the last said 32. The drag queen misheard the 32 guy deciding he said 38 and he didn’t argue so got through to the second round there were shouts of 32 but he got away with it :(. The eliminator was for him and Graham to lap-dance for two audience members (one was Paul) Graham did OK but the other guy must have actually been to a lap-dancing club because he really put on a show and was all-over Paul so, he won. Then he got to open a box and won a meal for 2 (I think) then Graham was picked to come up on stage and open the rest of the boxes to prove that the jackpot of €200 was actually there. Each box that wasn’t the jackpot he had to remove an item of clothing. He found it on the first or second box he opened. So, of course, the goalposts were shifted and he had to find the cuddly toy (two cuddly monkeys cuddling each other) so, he had to strip down to his underpants – he had a surprisingly good body for his age – no belly.

As Shane had been making eyes at me all evening, I decided to forego the Cellar as I had the impression a threesome was being offered so I went to Centre stage with him and Paul. When we got there Paul, by his body language, made it clear I wasn’t welcome :(

Had a pint and a half of Carling while dancing to the good songs from musicals – they had a mix of virtually all the songs from Mama Mia which was fun.

A guy called Glynn (with his boyfriend) started talking to me . We exchanged numbers and agreed to go to the beach in the morning.