Weary twink; tired but happy Martin ….

Hi, friends and readers:

You guys know how I love pretty twinks, and though the boy to the left here looks a bit weary, he is mighty cute. Is he sniffing his own armpit? Well, I did that sort of thing when I was his age too, little slut that I was …. 😉

Anyway, I’m tired as hell after spending 18 days on the road. Okay, time spent on a cruise ship is hardly torture, but I wasn’t hanging out at the shipboard bars or the buffets; instead I did multiple shore excursions, sometimes on my own, so I did a lot of walking and exploring. I met a lot of cool people from all over the world, and spent quality time with my Chilean university student in Santiago. Alan, do you miss me? 🙂

Today, I was up at six AM California time, to disembark the ship, which took forever with immigration and all. I flew from San Diego to Tampa, connecting through Phoenix, and by the time I reached Tampa, it was eleven PM. Thank god I nabbed a handsome young Hispanic Uber driver who whisked me home in 30 minutes for $40. (No, he didn’t come in for a drink, damn it.) 🙁

I’m savoring a vodka/tonic right now, and soon I will drift into dreamland. Yes, I’ll provide a full report on my South and Central American escapades. I’m thankful I never got lost, nor did I get sick, nor did I lose anything remotely essential. The trip was a complete success, and the experience of a lifetime.

I am home safe and sound, friends. And it feels good to be back on my little island. 🙂