On The Train Across Australia

The stay on the houseboat was interesting. It was a bit small and untidy for me. Two nights with my cousin was enough to catch up. Drank far too much red wine the first night. I seem to be drinking even more now than I was in Sumbawa – which is a worry. Spent the night in Perth at the Hyatt. I needed some space. I needed sex too. Four nights without it is my longest time for ages. It was a very expensive room and for the money I expected more from a hotel of this calibre. Yeah I know I am spoilt. But when you pay $300 in Indonesia for a room – it’s usually pretty swish. Breakfast was another 50 bucks as well. After Oliver went to sleep I met this guy Robert who strangely enough is from Indonesia. We chatted in the lobby but he didn’t do much for me so that was it. Later on Alan came. We met in the lobby. He was nice. Shaved head, big brown eyes with mixed parentage. He spoke English with a French accent as his father was from Mauritius. That was a turn on. We played in the bathroom but it was quite disappointing which is a shame. He even brought poppers with him. We got a taxi to the train the next morning. Boarded the train at about 11.30 then left at 11.55. The train was quite luxurious. Our cabin was small with it’s own minuscule bathroom. It was very hot though. They seemed to have the heaters turned up full blast. The food was excellent. Tender lamb fillets were served as a choice with crunchy vegetables. Most of the people in our section of the train were over 60 or retired I would say. Oliver is the only child and I would be the youngest adult. I said the waiter about how nice the vegetables were – they were fresh and crunchy. She commented back that people complain because they have to chew them – she was joking about the age of the passengers. We did a bus tour of Kalgoorlie. Big mistake. It was too late. We couldn’t see much out of the bus. We just drove around and couldn’t get off the bus to take pictures. If I had of known how long the train stopped I would have walked up the street and taken some night shots of the quite interesting buildings I saw from the bus window. God I am so horny! It has been so long since I actually jerked off alone that an attempt with the door locked in the tiny shower this was a dismal failure. I have arranged to meet this guy in Adelaide but I get the feeling that won’t come off as he is not too keen to come to the hotel later in the evening. I have arranged to meet a friend in Adelaide and have dinner at her house at 7. I can’t race off from there after just an hour. The prospects in Tasmania will be even less based on my previous visits. It’s so easy to find people to have sex with in Indonesia. I know for sure that’s one of the reasons I love living there so much. Ade and I had a big fight in Bali before I left and I haven’t fully processed that incident and its implications. He left the villa to meet another guy and did not return for the evening. We made up again the next day but during the evening when he was away I sort or began to relish the idea of total freedom.