The Breakfast Club

Back to the beast in a little while but first the "Continental Breakfast" at the Holiday Inn - mmmm... bread. I've enjoyed Seattle so far on this trip. It might be not being alone or that I've had time to do some more touristy bits.

We had an excellent Mexican last night in a place called Mama's Mexican Kitchen - very cheap, very cheerful; then home intime for Angel where, to our horror, we found we were an episode behind ARGH!!!!! Never mind, doesn't look like we missed much.

We picked up a local newspaper for the club and pub scene and were reading through it. Its the first such newspaper I've seen which also has a BDSM agony uncle and a personals section with the usual "MAN SEEKING WOMAN/MAN etc" headings but also "????"

Some examples; Hep B sufferer into Fisting; own underwear. Into scarred asian females, let me lick your scars... It went on and on.

This is a strange place indeed. Out for drinks with TAFF winner and alround Bar king Randy Byers tonight, I will report on this tomorrow.