gay destination | WorldClassid https://worldclassid.com Best marketing you can get Wed, 17 Apr 2019 17:27:01 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=6.5.3 194741333 Part Three: Africa Is The Fastest Route To Europe https://worldclassid.com/profiles/blogs/uncategorized/part-three-africa-is-the/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=part-three-africa-is-the Wed, 17 Apr 2019 17:27:01 +0000 http://worldclassid.com/profiles/blogs/part-three-africa-is-the/ Epic Adventure Kyle Taylor – gaytravel.com Blogger Our plane touches down in the 72-degree warmth of inviting Tunisia, which while not necessarily a gay and lesbian travel destination is still worth the trip. As the jet comes to stop, the five of us let out a collective cheer. We’re no longer in Dubai. We are […]

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Our plane touches down in the 72-degree warmth of inviting Tunisia, which while not necessarily a gay and lesbian travel destination is still worth the trip. As the jet comes to stop, the five of us let out a collective cheer. We’re no longer in Dubai. We are a rag-tag bunch of foreigners, united in crisis and excited by adventure. We’re like the A-team.

First there is Adam (nickname: Andy because that’s what I called him the first day we were slobbing around the hotel). He’s a son of Oz living in London and working as a Sports Coordinator for nearly twenty schools. Built like a nuclear bomb shelter, he has taken the role of quiet enforcer.

Second, we’ve got Charlie (nickname: Squirrel because she forages for food at every opportunity, constantly offering us suckers, candy, and Frosted Flakes). Living in South Africa but headed home to England for a wedding, her laugh is contagious and she keeps the energy levels up.

Next we have Emma (nickname: Laura because that’s what Charlie thought her name was for several days). From London and living in London, she takes on 26 three and four-year-olds every day of the week, prompting her to label this trek “a piece of cake.” She’s got a sharp wit, and she was the first to frolic in the Tunis fountain. Good on ya!

Then there’s Dave (nickname: Snap, Crackle, and Pop to identify his three distinct anger levels, which elevate without warning). Our resident Kiwi, he lives in London and works as a digital strategy consultant. He’s an absolute character, and you can’t help but wait with bated breath to hear the next great line.

Finally, me – I’m Kyle (nickname: Plow because that’s what Dave actively believed my name to be since, “you know, Americans name their kids really weird things like Stephanie”). I’m just happy to be getting to Europe and I’m willing to fill the role of typical American.

We managed to get Adam into the country despite VISA requirements, grabbed our bags, and got in a cab to see the city before moving onward to Spain. Our driver managed to get us to agree to some astronomical price before we could figure out the exchange rate, then proceeded to offer us a “very nice three hours driving tour around Tunis for a very good deal.” We managed to resist so unfortunately I didn’t have time to compile one of my classic gay and lesbian travel guides.

Bags dropped, it was into the city to explore the Mosques, squares, and markets of this not-quite Cairo, more than Marrakech city. We wandered stalls, ran through fountains, and even managed to meet the real-life, self-proclaimed Tunisian “Tom” Cruise, who only works the market on the weekends since he is a college professor of Political Economics during the week.

Some lamb kebob, kitschy souvenirs, and public arguments later, we were whisked away by the same driver to get a move on back to Europe. No worse for wear. Somehow, our flight even manages to depart 20 minutes early. With things looking up, we can’t help but wonder what might go wrong next.

The really wild part is how well we were getting along. Remember, we only met a few days ago and only banded together because of a volcano called Eyjafjallajökull and a desperate desire to travel to the gay destination that is London. Charlie noted that, “anyone who met us would just think we’re a group of old friends on holiday” and I couldn’t agree more. It really is true that times of crisis bring people who were total strangers just 48 hours earlier so close together. Our personalities mesh, the inside jokes roll, and we each fill a unique roll that has transformed us from five travelers into a genuine team of rag-tag go-getters. These will be friendships for life. At the moment, however, we’re all just over the moon about the free coca-cola we’re getting on the plane. Maybe, just maybe, travelling to the gay and lesbian travel hotspot that is London won’t be so bad.

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Part Six: Plume Goggles https://worldclassid.com/profiles/blogs/uncategorized/part-six-plume-goggles/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=part-six-plume-goggles Wed, 17 Apr 2019 17:26:59 +0000 http://worldclassid.com/profiles/blogs/part-six-plume-goggles/ Epic AdventureKyle Taylor – gaytravel.com Blogger In our epic quest to travel to the best gay and lesbian travel destination (London for those of you not paying attention) we’ve had breakfast in Dubai, lunch in Tunisia, and dinner in Spain. I’m feeling a bit goofy from non-stop travel fueled solely on adrenaline. Thankfully, a friend […]

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In our epic quest to travel to the best gay and lesbian travel destination (London for those of you not paying attention) we’ve had breakfast in Dubai, lunch in Tunisia, and dinner in Spain. I’m feeling a bit goofy from non-stop travel fueled solely on adrenaline. Thankfully, a friend in London booked us into a great hostel on the outskirts of the city, which became “Ferocious Five” headquarters for the evening. Now that we had sorted out getting to Calais, the next step was crossing the Channel.

True to form, no websites would process our booking requests to get to our gay destination. Not Eurotunnel, no P&O, and not SeaFrance. It was all “critical errors” and “impossible operations,” much like our lives in general at the moment. As a result, we were up late into the night (or was it early into the morning?). Sleeping just 3 hours, it was once again time to move. Following a mesmerizing free breakfast of dry cereal and bizarre muffins, we loaded all five bags and all five people into a car the size of my thumb. Every iota of space was full of something. We had even emptied David’s bag so that we could fit shoes, socks, and shirts under seats, between headrests, and inside other bags.

The next 15 hours of non-stop driving is a real blur, full of inside jokes that probably aren’t funny, kind service station employees drawing maps on the back of receipts, and the same six songs played over and over again on the two radio stations we could tune into. At this point we are all so exhausted that we have invented the plumen-goggle-strassen (plume viewing goggles), which is the only piece of equipment that lets you actually see the volcanic plume cloud floating overhead in an otherwise pristine sky. New nicknames were issued (Swervy McSwerverson was a good one), Red Bulls were imbibed at alarming levels, and we even the use of toddler toilets at rest stops top avoid the line. We were well on our way to London, but I think we were taking a rest stop somewhere around ridiculous.

Despite the frantic nature of this marathon, there was also something particularly beautiful about it. Here we are, five total strangers thrust into an impossible situation, crammed into a tiny car packed to the brim and we were genuinely enjoying each other’s company. As we pulled into Calais minutes after midnight, the thought of it all ending seemed more sad than anything. Couldn’t the adventure of traveling to the number one gay and lesbian destination of London live on forever?

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Part Seven: Two Employees For The Continent of Europe, Obviously https://worldclassid.com/profiles/blogs/uncategorized/part-seven-two-employees-for/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=part-seven-two-employees-for Wed, 17 Apr 2019 17:26:54 +0000 http://worldclassid.com/profiles/blogs/part-seven-two-employees-for/ Epic AdventureKyle Taylor – gaytravel.com Blogger Our packed Citroen C4 screeches to a halt just outside the Calais Ferry Terminal building. We are almost at the gay and lesbian travel destination of London. Adam and Charlie dart inside, as we’re frantically attempting to book tickets as foot passengers to save Charlie’s Mom the hassle of […]

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Our packed Citroen C4 screeches to a halt just outside the Calais Ferry Terminal building. We are almost at the gay and lesbian travel destination of London. Adam and Charlie dart inside, as we’re frantically attempting to book tickets as foot passengers to save Charlie’s Mom the hassle of ferrying over from Dover just to go back 15 minutes later. Unfortunately, there are literally hundreds of people snaking around the building in a line that stretches for what seems like miles. Some are standing, some are sitting, and some are bundled in a sleeping bag attempting to catch up on days of missed rest. We follow the zig-zag all the way to the front, where just two people are behind the counter selling tickets. Two employees for the continent of Europe. Obviously.

Realizing there was no hope of getting walk-on tickets, we made the call and had Gillian and Malcolm (our Knights in Shining Armor) board the dog gone ferry. Now with nearly two hours of free time on our hands (free time you say? CRAZY!) we decided it would be a good idea to do a dry run of their route to make sure we could give very accurate instructions so as to make the 4:45am ferry instead of waiting until 6:15am. FYI: 3am dry-runs on a highway by 5 sleep-deprived people might not be the best idea.

The ferry exit leads directly to a highway that has only one exit 5 miles down the road. That exit has both a left and right turn option which leads to a roundabout that swoops under the highway and back onto the ferry return lane, shooting vehicles back into the boarding zone to go back to England. Confusing? Try putting all of that into a text message, which took us 15 minutes to agree on wording. It was the first and only moment where we got testy with each other. The Ferocious Five were nearing a state of meltdown.

Because it was a highway, we had to lug our bags out into the middle divider, flap our arms to flag down the cars, dump in our bags, and zoom into the customs line. This was, of course, after we parked the car at the end of the lot, ran the key to the drop box in the ferry terminal half a mile away, then raced back to our makeshift pick-up zone. Magically, the entire operation went off without a hitch. As our rides crested over the horizon and our salvation become visible, the excitement exploded. “I have never actually jumped for joy like I did just now,” David said.

Cars and bags safely stowed below, we toasted to our success with ferry-quality champagne, watching the sun rise over the White Cliffs of Dover as we approached good old England. We had done it. We had pulled off the greatest escape in travel history. Bring it volcano. Bring it.

As our train pulled into London and we each headed in our own direction, the end of the Ferocious Five neared. Why, again, did we want the adventure to end? For the life of me, I can’t remember. Getting to the gay and lesbian travel mecca of London wasn’t easy, but at least I have an excellent pair of plumen-goggle-strassen to check out cloud of volcanic ash!

Long live the Ferocious Five!

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Oh What A Night: London Edition https://worldclassid.com/profiles/blogs/uncategorized/oh-what-a-night-london-edition/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=oh-what-a-night-london-edition Wed, 17 Apr 2019 17:23:16 +0000 http://worldclassid.com/profiles/blogs/oh-what-a-night-london-edition/ Kyle Taylor – gaytravel.com Blogger Not only the capital of Great Britain but arguably the premier gay destination in Europe (and maybe even the world), London offers an excessive number of gay venues that touch on every niche, nerve, interest, and age of a massive and constantly growing gay community. As such, there is a […]

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Not only the capital of Great Britain but arguably the premier gay destination in Europe (and maybe even the world), London offers an excessive number of gay venues that touch on every niche, nerve, interest, and age of a massive and constantly growing gay community. As such, there is a seemingly never-ending stream of possibilities when it comes to “the perfect night out.” Having spent more than a year in this gay and lesbian travel capital, I’m going to give you an insider’s look at this gay destination.

Pre-Dinner Drinks: Rocket Bar (2 George Court, London WC2N 6HH) Located just off the Strand in the West End, Rocket Bar is tucked between two massive 300-year-old buildings. It has a Route 66 forgotten feel to it, which is pleasantly contrasted by all the bankers and government officials who come straight from work in their sexy suits.

Dinner: Don’t miss Gourmet Burger Kitchen (13 Maiden Lane, London WC2E 7NE) Yes it is America’s natural treasure, but this gem stuffs the buns with an onslaught of delicious one-of-a-kind toppings. Try the kiwiburger. It’s a religious experience.

Pre-Clubbing Drinks: Friendly Society (79 Wardour Street, London W1D 6QB) Probably the best kept secret in Soho, this gay bar is only identifiable by a tiny over-the-door inscription. Packed by 9pm, the padded walls, old barbies hanging for the ceiling, and giant goldfish tank in the center feel too cool for school. Combining an excellent “scene” with free-poured cocktails (a rarity in London) and remixed music spanning the past 50 years (think Aretha with a Timbaland backbeat), you’ll be ready to bust a serious move.

Clubbing: Popstarz at the Den (18A West Central Street, London WC1A 1JJ) Get here by 11pm, as the line starts to wind around the street any later than that. Three rooms – Indy Pop, Top 40, and Hip Hop Soul – mean every taste is met. Last Friday there was also a giant martini glass propped on stage (just left of the go-go dancer’s pole), though no sign of what it’s for. The cliental is mainly boppin’ 18-30-year-olds, and they can really dance all night, so try to keep up, and definitely move from room to room, as there are three genuinely unique scenes all going at once. With so many options in this gay club why go anywhere else?

OH WHAT A NIGHT!

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London’s PopStarz Goes Bondage https://worldclassid.com/profiles/blogs/uncategorized/londons-popstarz-goes-bondage/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=londons-popstarz-goes-bondage Wed, 17 Apr 2019 17:13:02 +0000 http://worldclassid.com/profiles/blogs/londons-popstarz-goes-bondage/ Kyle Taylor – gaytravel.com Blogger Billed as the ultimate alternative gay destination in gay London, what really makes PopStarz the bell of London’s Friday night gay scene is the diversity of the cliental, the music, the decor, and the entertainment. One fabulous Friday night we ventured out to take in possibly their most intriguing one-off […]

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Billed as the ultimate alternative gay destination in gay London, what really makes PopStarz the bell of London’s Friday night gay scene is the diversity of the cliental, the music, the decor, and the entertainment. One fabulous Friday night we ventured out to take in possibly their most intriguing one-off party yet: the PopStarz Bondage party. PopStarz’s gay scene is mostly 20-25 year olds and they tend to comply with the skinny jeans, t-shirt, and funky glasses motif. This isn’t a typically hard-core bondage crowd.

We arrived at our gay destination before 10pm to ensure our free entry and headed upstairs to the semi-VIP bar level that offers sweeping views of the indi-pop dance floor below. To our brilliant surprise, all double cocktails were just $4.50 before 11pm, which I may have taken advantage of. At first, the gay scene at PopStarz seemed like any other Friday night with the added bonus of some blow-up dolls and a single “bondage couple” that had ventured out to find some new recruits. Fortunately, this gay destination was just getting started

By 11pm the entire place was hopping and we jumped in the line to visit the special “Bondage Mistress.” As it turns out the my gay scene is perfectly fine bondage free. The Mistress moved toward me to write something on my face – my one and only pet peeve – and I pushed her hand away. She attempted to explain “who was in charge,” I explained that that no one – no one – was writing on face. She seemed a bit shocked, but there was nothing she was going to do or say that would make me let her write on my face. Thus I was anointed with a pig mask instead. After one friend was made to hump an inflatable sheep and another had to lick something rod-shaped object we exited “the dungeon” and went to join the dance floor crowd.

The rest of PopStarz was apparently diving into the “naughty” element of tonight’s gay scene with a fair amount of abandon. Cocktails were probably helping things along. While people weren’t whipping each other in head-to-toe leather, the level of testosterone-fueled mayhem was elevated. Three boys kissing were kissing to my right, some slightly aggressive grinding was to my left, and nobody seemed to have a shirt. It was our watered down version of “bondage” for the night at this gay destination

Save for a somewhat frightening 2am show that included a bag full of broken glass to be walked on and buckets of fake blood (what the hell was going on I have no idea), the night pretty much remained at that level of craziness in all three of PopStarz exceptionally DJ’d rooms. From Indi-pop to mainstream pop to 90s classics, there was no better gay destination to explore one’s “wild side” then PopStarz on Bondage Night.

Venue Information: PopStarz at SIN, Andrew Borde Street, London, WC1

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Gay Destination – Shed the Scene Queens, Head West to Santa Monica! https://worldclassid.com/profiles/blogs/uncategorized/gay-destination-shed-the/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=gay-destination-shed-the Wed, 17 Apr 2019 16:39:09 +0000 http://worldclassid.com/profiles/blogs/gay-destination-shed-the/ On any given day in gay destination Santa Monica you’ll find friendly, sun-kissed LGBT locals leisurely strolling the beach or drinking coffee at a local café. The city is the epitome of gay destination Southern California. If you’re looking for a break from the hustle and bustle of West Hollywood or Los Angeles, head west […]

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On any given day in gay destination Santa Monica you’ll find friendly, sun-kissed LGBT locals leisurely strolling the beach or drinking coffee at a local café. The city is the epitome of gay destination Southern California. If you’re looking for a break from the hustle and bustle of West Hollywood or Los Angeles, head west to Santa Monica.

Options are limited for the GLBT travel aficionado looking for an exclusively gay or lesbian bar in this gay destination. The best and closest option is Roosterfish in nearby Venice. As the name suggests, this venue caters to both men and women. Affectionately known as a “dive bar,” Roosterfish is located on Abbot Kinney Boulevard, a trendy thoroughfare in Venice. The scene for this gay destination varies depending on what night you go. On Thursday you’ll find a predominantly local crowd and on Fridays, you’ll find a lot of WeHo guys and girls.

One of the biggest draws for visitors to Santa Monica is of course, the beach. All the best gay and lesbian travel guides should mention a section of Will Rogers Beach is a well-known gay destination for glbt travel aficionado who want to admire the bronzed bodies of the community. Off of the Pacific Coast Highway, this is a great spot to cruise, play volleyball and relax.

You’ll find that Santa Monica is, like most cities in SoCal, a total gay destination. There are several great properties in the city that gladly welcome the LGBT community.

If you’re looking to stay close to the shoreline, the Sheraton Santa Monica is an ideal location. The hotel offers more than 300 renovated guestrooms and suites and a state-of-the art fitness center, perfect for fine-tuning your physique for the beach.

The newly renovated Shangri-La Hotel is another great option. Perched on a bluff overlooking the Pacific Ocean, the Shangri-La offers lavish rooms and suites, beautiful views and an elevated pool complete with cabanas. You’ll find some of Southern California’s best restaurants in Santa Monica, but if you don’t feel like venturing out to the rest of the this gay destination, head to The Dining Room for a exquisite meal followed by a night-cap at their posh rooftop bar.

Always a hit with straight and LGBT travelers alike is the Fairmont Miramar Hotel & Bungalows. Beautiful accommodations, a well-equipped health club and crystal clear swimming pool, you’ll find it all here. No stay at the Fairmont Miramar would be complete without a meal at the fabulous FIG Restaurant, a scrumptious gay destination headed by Chef Ray Gracia.

It would be such a shame to vacation in Santa Monica and not check out Third Street Promenade or Main Street. The city is populated with talented artists, musicians and chefs, and this is the area where you find great shopping, restaurants and entertainment in this gay destination.

Whether you’re planning to spend your entire trip in Santa Monica or just a daylong excursion, this is a destination that cannot be missed. Great beaches and beautiful weather have made Santa Monica a major gay destination and there’s never been a better time for LGBT visitors to come for a holiday. Thriving skateboarding and surfing communities have contributed to the intoxicating laid back atmosphere that is a rarity in today's world. One thing is certain, you’ll be thrilled you came and hating that you have to leave such a wonderful gay destination.

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Gay And Lesbian Travel – Dubious Dubai https://worldclassid.com/profiles/blogs/uncategorized/gay-and-lesbian-travel/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=gay-and-lesbian-travel Wed, 17 Apr 2019 16:38:34 +0000 http://worldclassid.com/profiles/blogs/gay-and-lesbian-travel/ Kyle Taylor – Guest Blogger We’ve heard the stories and we’ve seen the pictures. We know that Dubai is not a great gay and lesbian travel destination. The Dubai skyline is massive, and it popped up nearly overnight. Of course, we’ve also seen the most recent update: Dubai is totally broke. While that doesn’t mean […]

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We’ve heard the stories and we’ve seen the pictures. We know that Dubai is not a great gay and lesbian travel destination. The Dubai skyline is massive, and it popped up nearly overnight. Of course, we’ve also seen the most recent update: Dubai is totally broke. While that doesn’t mean a whole lot for the 500,000 Emirati who are actually citizens, the other 5.5 million Indian, Pakistani and Bangladeshi immigrants most definitely feel the crunch. While the superficial Dubai is all glitz and glamour – the world’s tallest building, the world’s biggest hotel, the world’s largest indoor ski slope, an entire island development made to look like the World, every western chain from Applebee’s to TGI Friday’s – the underbelly of the city is built entirely on the backs of foreigners.

Beyond the tall buildings that line Sheik Zayed Road, nothing really passes two or three stories. While the gargantuan air-conditioned shopping malls are deserted, the street markets are bustling. The market for kid’s goods is huge, as five million of the 5.5 million immigrants are men with families back at home. They go home every 14 to 18 months for 2 or 3 weeks (this after working 12 hours a day, 7 days a week non-stop for those 14 to 18 months) and when they go, they bring piles of goodies home to their families.

While the history of Dubai is fascinating – it’s growth from a tiny nothing town in the middle of a sandy desert to one of the World’s largest transport and shipment hubs – the real story lies deep in its current situation. There may be no place better than this city to see “both sides” of the world as we know it. There may be no place where developed and developing clash in such an open and honest way. Indeed, even though this isn’t a gay and lesbian travel destination there may be no place like Dubai, period.

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