Below: The path leading down to Dead Man's Beach.
In a moment of nostalgia brought about by this freezing, boring, Papal weekend in Britain, I've compiled a cute Jack of Hearts collection of my sensational and sexed-up gay road trip articles from July/August. It was a six-piece serialisation for Gay Times.
I toured France, Spain and a bit of Sweden in a blacked-out VW with two shoe boxes worth of amazing CDs ("I heard a rumour..."), and basically let my hair down for almost 1000 hours. During lapsed moments of reflecton (and recovery) I put my rugby socks on, wrapped myself up in my Carebears duvet at the back of the van and typed up these accounts of my findings. I then used the free internet from McDonalds car parks to ping them over to Bob at Gay Times.
Have a read:
ON FRENCH NUDIST BEACHES
ON SITGES (PART 1)
ON SITGES (PART 2)
Let me know what you think. Maybe you've been to some of these places yourself?
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Above: Me rocking some designer stubble in a graffiti'd shelter on Ile d'Oleron.