Madrid

Spain... supposed to be the most classy of all Latin countries. A place that 500 years ago dominated the globe, now looks no different from Mexico (well at least in Madrid). We started out doing what we do on every first day in a new city, walking around for hours. Except this time there was not much to see. With the exception of one gorgeous park, El Parque Retiro, the city is pretty dirty. So, after soaking in the culture and sun we were pretty tired, and decided to stoop it at some plaza. We sat in the middle of a big group of Spanish kids. Their fashion and style was very unique. All the guys had capris, pink shirts, line-ups, piercings, and rat tails. They kissed each other when they met and were really physically comfortable with each other. Their Spanish customs were a huge shock to us. They were just hanging out, drinking, and smoking; They looked like they were 15 or 16 yo. Then two of the boys started making out. We soon found out we were in a gay plaza. A couple of the boys told Gordy they wanted to do him. We left shortly after.