Or A slut's guide to Playa del Ingles / Gran Canaria
Discodamaged decided to reward Jack's hard work by giving him a week off in Gran Canaria. All we required in return was that he give us the full story on it. Click the headline, those of you with a strong stomach:
Jack nearly didn't even leave Berlin. A few days before the holiday was due to start he went to Doctor Jessen with blood dripping out of his arse and a mild fever. The Doctor diagnosed an arse abscess, prescribed a super painful penicillin injection also in the arse and sent him down to the ER room at Elizabeth Clinic. After he had waited two hours, a middle aged female doctor stuck her finger up the orifice, while several other sexy younger male doctors looked on, and told him to make an appointment for after the weekend so she could have another look. Jack was due to take a flight to London on Wednesday and from there go on to Gran Canaria with his friends Buck (short for Bucket) and Bob.
After a topping weekend at 8am Monday and another two hour wait the same crew of doctors came back had another arse check and declared he needed an operation to thoroughly check and possibly remove the unconfirmed abscess the next day, Tuesday. Jack casually mentioned to one of the nice junior doctors that that would just give him time to get his afternoon flight to London on Wednesday. "Oh no", said the Doctor, "It is a delicate operation. You may have to stay in hospital for two nights for your arse to recover and it is most inadvisable to travel in case there are complications. It is urgent that you have the operation." Jack's spirits fell, his little winter break in the sun, so generously given by discodamaged, was going up in flames. To add to his misery he'd been in the hospital since 8am it was now 2pm and he was famished. So he headed for one of his favourite cafes, had a beer and a pizza and phoned his faithful boyfriend who immediately said, "Postpone the operation, not the flight!" In a moment it was done and Jack's spirits were restored.
The destination was Hotel Neptuno in Play del Ingles within 30 seconds stumbling distance of the infamous Jumbo Centre. This has everything a gay man could want: Very cheap cigarettes (24€ for 200), cheap booze in the supermarkets, cruising bars, sex bars, dance bars and even a small medical practice for those little accidents. Here's a map. The full story and details of the delights will be revealed tomorrow.
On Google here.
To be continued tomorrow, when the fun really starts.