Called the apartment owner re: Visitors.
No Tony on the beach.
Rented beach furniture from Jorge.
Then Harry shows up.
Then Tony.
Tony shows me more pics of an Alexa or Micellle for me, for the next day.
Had one Mojito.
Just caught enough sun today, as not to burn.
Went back, had 3 cocktails, showered again, and went for lunch to the beach.
The 3rd beach resto lost my order.
I therefore just had a coconut lemonade, and some soup.
Walked back to Playa Hollywood.
Tony introduces me to Alexa.
I passed, and walked back here, to moisturize.
No more drinks and took a siesta.
Left the apartment at 8:30 p.m.
Earlier had received tons (too many) text messages. Including some from Daniella who wanted to fuck again!
Dinner at "Cuzco Peruviano" was fabulous.
At almost 150K, it better have been.
Large water, 1 glass of white, Ceviche and calamari and finished with langostinos Chefos.
The place was packed.
Quite a few hotties in there.
Plus some of the staff working, were dolls as well. Got some Hot Shots!
Walked to LDV. Too early (again!).
Walked to the clock tower (CH Link). Six or seven streetwalkers around. Young, hot and gorgeous. But they wouldn't come to the apartment. To a short-time hotel only!
Jumped in a taxi to head back for awhile.
It is here, in the taxi, that I LOST MY CELL PHONE!
Used the Security people's phones to dial the number. Nothing!
Used Google to track it. Nothing!
This soured my mood abit.
All Contact Info, dozens of Food Porn and Private Photos, "Whatsapp" messages, ALL GONE!
I was pretty Pissed at this Point, and called it an early night.
Got up early to close the blinds before the sun rose.
Dr. J.