will i am's delayed diary

Neustadt-Nord , swiped from williamnyk on Flickr. Woke up the next morning to the smell of fried eggs and toast. Our hosts, Mike and Matthias were already awake preparing us breakfast. Mike looked like your typical buffed German with silver hair and chiseled face, while his boyfriend was much younger than him. The kid mostly kept quiet and did the cooking while the former did all the talking. Mike could speak some English but I wasn't really paying attention to what he was saying as i could see the outline of his thick cock against his sweatpants. Huh. In the day, finally could see the place clearly. Typical gay house with plenty of decorations and very neat. Outside the kitchen, were crates of beer and sexy underwear left out to dry. They ushered us to the dining table and invited us to eat. In order to give us some space, they retreated into the bedroom. In addition to the cold cuts and buns, we cooked some of the wurst that Jaz had brought for us. For drinks, we had coffee an

Magic Square , swiped from williamnyk on Flickr. Early the next morning, we dragged ourselves out of bed although we were quite tired. All in the name of beating the queue at Basílica i Temple Expiatori de la Sagrada Família . However, we still had to line up for an hour in the cold. :S. Ate breakfast in the queue-- bought an on over-priced panini with way too much coriander flakes. We took turns standing. One would stay while the other would go exploring around the exterior. Much construction was still ongoing after more than a century. The spires were flanked by cranes and one can see the difference between new stone and weathered stone. Once the line started moving, we got in rather quickly. The entrance was through the Passion Façade, a work by Josep Maria Subirachs. Depicts the Passion of the Christ through the use of "bare-bone" sculptures with rigid and angular lines. I didn't quite like it. Inside, I was awed by the sheer size of the nave. Gigantic columns rose