NEW YORK! NEW YORK! I desperately needed to shoot a scene in front of the statue of liberty

and desperately wanted a shot of the Brooklyn bridge for the music video

so I made my way there. This is all when the Covid-19 situation was starting to get serious. 

I stayed the first night with my super sexy friend Jack Mackenroth. We kept our clothes on this time, but it was really nice to catch up with him.

That day the state on NY disallowed all gatherings of more than 500 people so all broadway shows and all events in the city were canceled. I was hoping to catch a broadway musical while in town. But that wasn’t happening now. 

The following two nights I stayed with former drag queen, Helvetika, who ravaged me from behind at night. We were supposed to attend a party hosted by Helvetika’s roommate, titled; Harder, but due to the new Covid-19 regulations, it was cancelled. So we watched birdcage instead. 

I always love NYC, but with all the cancellations, I decided to cut my trip short. Upon returning to Toronto, I had to self isolate for 14 days as a preventative measure against the spread of the virus. At least I had plenty of time to work on the music video now.

Along with the last minute decision to fly to Kyoto, I had simultaneously decided to take the early morning Shinkansen bullet train ride back to Tokyo.

I fell asleep shortly after boarding the train and awoke to catch a glimpse of Mount Fuji as we zipped past it. 

Arriving in Tokyo, I had originally planned to walk to all the locations I want to film. After walking from to terminal to Tokyo tower,

then to the Shibuya crossing,

I opted to take some of the local trains to the other locations I needed to film in.

But first, I NEEDED to find an sushi restaurant. I couldn’t after all go to Japan and not have sushi. The first three sushi restaurants I inquired with had an hour to an hour and a half of a wait for an available table. I finally found a really cool sushi restaurant with conveyer belts transporting covered dishes of fresh sushi. I can’t remember the last time I ate that much. 

After I was done filming, I headed to Haneda airport to take my first class seat on my flight back home to Toronto. After this trip, I needed a good 14 hours to lay back and relax.

At the last second, I decided to spend a day in Kyoto. No regrets.

I loved the old Japanese temples, especially Fushimi Inari Taisha, with the orange tunnel of traditional temple gates. What a sight to behold. 

I also was fortunate to witness a traditional Japanese wedding. I walked into the proceedings just as the beautiful bride was walking down the aisle. There was such a humble elegance to everything that was occurring around me. 

Japanese cuisine is one I also enjoy to indulge in. A savoury Ramen is always a good idea and I had the selection of some exquisite broths. I knew that I would be happy and satisfied with whatever I pointed at on the menu. 

My hotel accommodations had some state of the art features. Heated toilet seat, bidet, the room even came with a cell phone in case  I needed one for my stay. I was thoroughly impressed with every precaution or consideration taken by my Japanese hosts.

I landed in Bangkok in the early morning hours. Made my way through the confusing different privately owned public transportation systems and arrived to my accommodations after try to decipher the foreign street signs.

I settled down for a jet lag relieving nap before meeting up with a friend from my adolescence and his girlfriend for some REAL Thai food (my favourite style of cuisine). I was very pleased. 

I want to formally apologize to the thai people I offended walking around in a tank top. I was told by my friend that showing your shoulders is disrespectful. This is after I had been through a few buddhist temples in my bright pink and nip slip prone tank top. 

I had quite the scare my first night in Bangkok. I had accidentally deleted ALL of the footage I had gathered for the music video. All of it. Fortunately, that same friend from my adolescence is also a tech wiz. He managed to recover all of my video, including the video I made with my “Husbear” in Sao Paolo that I had deleted after uploading. Trying to be helpful, my friend picked a video at random to make sure they were all recovered and stumbled upon a very sizeable phallus preparing to penetrate me. It takes a lot to make me blush. I was tomato red.

My favourite city in the world. Istanbul has an indescribable beauty that touches on the mystique of the middle east with European sophistication. This was my second time in this beautiful city and I was only here for just over 24hours. 

Istanbul is probably the most important city to the trip as it is the city mentioned in the chorus of the song “Push came to your Shove”. I needed to shoot by the blue mosque, the Hagia Sofia and the Grand Palace. 

I scored a discounted hotel close to all the locations for a mere $26 for the night. The hotel having had low occupancy this season due to recent terrorist attacks gave me a complimentary upgrade to a very nice room. I quickly showered to meet up with a friend to go to dinner with a group (If you’ve never had Turkish food, you have no idea what you are missing) 

I would have loved to have my friends give me his Turkish delight but it seems circumstances were not in favour of that unfortunately. Maybe next time.

If there is a country i NEED to visit again, it’s Greece. Athens glows with an aura of antiquity. I relished in the beauty of the people and the ruins scattered throughout the city. I arrived at my accommodations in mid afternoon, took a quick shower, and scurried to the Acropolis to try and get a sunset shot. I unfortunately got there shortly after they closed for the day, but this is actually very lucky because the next day was the first Sunday of the month. I was not aware of this ahead of time, but the first Sunday of the month, all museums in Athens (maybe Greece, I don’t know) are free of charge. I went to EVERY archeological site in Athens. 

I found a very sexy virile man to give me a great Greek experience. (Like that of the ancient Athenian men gave to their apprentices) 

He guided me to a restaurant to stuff my face with delectable traditional Greek cuisine, then back to his place to stuff the other end.

Luckily I had a very good discounted rate for my accommodations since ended up sleeping at his place both of my nights in Athens.

I got off the train in the Rome train terminal from Milan and took public transit to my accommodations near the Vatican city.

Rome was another city where I was planning on filming in a lot of locations. St. Peter’s Basilica,

Sistine Chapel,

Pantheon,

the Trevi fountain,

the Colloseum

& the Altare della Patria. 

Rome has a population that makes Parisians seem polite. Canadians can be mild mannered at times, but we bite back when provoked. While chowing down at an overcrowded mcdonalds, a woman with two kids asks to sit in my booth. I tell her that since I have already given the other side of the booth to someone, there is not enough room. She ignores me and squeezes everyone in. 

The kids, being super excited about their happy meal toy, spill their drink on the table. Seeing this, the woman grabs her food and scurries to the next table that just became available. I ask the woman to simply clean up the mess she made since I am still sitting there. She ignores me. I repeat myself louder. She responds, “does the table belong to you?” I respond, that I am still sitting here and don’t appreciate sitting in coca cola. She sucks her teeth at me. I proceed to spill the rest of her children’s drink over her current table, food and it splashes on her as well. Rude. 

Chatting on Scruff, I connected with a French man, living in Montreal, in Rome for a work conference. This gentleman is also a very talented photographer going on Instagram by the username: hedonist_art (check him out) and I was honoured to have been invited to pose for him. I also consider myself fortunate to have taken his impressive member after the photoshoot in addition. All this, hours before catching my flight to Athens.

I had originally planned to film in Venice, but seeing that it was flooded, I decided on another city nearby. Milan seemed an ideal choice, plus a handsome adult entertainer planned to make some content with me, only to flake... gays. 

Anyway, I was DYING for some authentic Italian pasta (I was not disappointed with what I found)

Other that hungry for Italian food, I was thirsty for a hung italian dude. I found a Daddy with the previously mentioned attribute to fulfill my specific need, putting me in good spirits for the next day. 

I met up with a really good friend I made while in India doing my yoga certification. I attended her 6:30am yoga class

and after that she helped me film on Il Navigli on a venetian gondola.

She brought me to some spectacular restaurants, and countless cafes while walking aimlessly through the streets of Milan.

Paris is one of those cities where the city is beautiful and the people can put you off. Luckily I have friends in the city so I always have a great time. Since I was only going to be in the city for two nights, my friends were gracious enough to offer me a place to sleep. 

They fed me a “Raclette” which is quintessentially melted cheese on potatoes with charcuterie meats, but let me tell you, after about almost two weeks of a meat prominent diet, potatoes and cheese were a welcome change! 

The next day I had SEVERAL locations to cover; L’arc de triomphe, Eiffel tower,

the Louvre,

Notre Dame,

Mont Martre

and Moulin Rouge.

I ended up walking over 30km that day. My friends invited me to their favourite sushi restaurant (again a welcome change) 

I wish I could have had some french dick while in Paris, but suffice to say, I was too busy filming, too tired from walking afterwards, and my friends’ dicks are great (speaking from experience) but I think that I have grown too old for their preferences. (You win some, you lose some)

I landed into Madrid after a very long over night flight. I arrived at my hotel WAY before I could check in (6am) and fell asleep on the couch in the lobby while the hotel held onto my luggage. A few hours pass and I awake to complete my check in, shower, and begin to walk around the city. 

Madrid has a mind boggling beauty about it. I did find that the people in the streets had no sense of personal space and would deadhead to a destination regardless of what or who stood in their path. 

On Scruff, most of the men did not inspire a physical meet up. (I had heard horror stories about hookup robberies or sexy street pickpockets, so my guard was up) 

I was hoping to create some fan content while here being the supposed porn capital of Europe, but I wasn’t able to reach any adult entertainers. All the men I chatted with on scruff were either escorts or suddenly were, “hanging out with someone(s)” and wanted them to join. (How some of the horror stories I heard started). 

I was fortunate to meet up with a DJ I respect named Thiago for coffee and he later invited me to a club called Zarpa Bear. I had great time. Although I did not get the pleasure of Thiago’s legendary dick (I don’t think I’m his type) I had a blast hanging out with him :)

Landing in Buenos Aires, i had a sexy Daddy pick me up from the airport. We headed straight to his place to drop off my luggage and a load in his throat, then to various locations around the city to film scenes for the music video. These locations include: La Boca, Puerto Madero and La Recoleta. 

If you know South America, other than Peru, most of the South American countries eat almost nothing but Steak. After a few days in Brazil, I was happy Daddy brought me to a delicious Peruvian restaurant. If you’ve never tried Peruvian cuisine, I highly recommend it. 

This was not my first time in Buenos Aires (nor will it be my last) so I knew EXACTLY where I wanted to film. My only disappointment was that I missed “La Bomba del Tiempo,” which is an incredible drum circle rave (best way I can describe it). Although I missed this party, my Argentinian Daddy brought me to a really cool outdoor eatery covered in really intricate decorative pieces of art. The food was spectacular! And desert at Daddy’s place after was delectable. I was in Heaven.

I landed in Rio and booked my hotel on Expedia with a last minute deal. I wanted to stay near the beach in Ipanema and I thought I had booked that, only after I had finished the transaction, I discovered that my accommodations were in Santa Teresa, which is a rather posh area of the city, on top of a hill a good distance away from Ipanema. At first I was disappointed, I was thinking of all the uber costs I was going to incur between my place and all the places I had planned on filming in the city already.

When I arrived to my accommodations, I had a complete change of heart. Seeing the view I had inspired a spectacular sunrise shot for the music video. One thing this trip really helped me appreciate is that, "Everything happens for a reason." I would never have had this spectacular shot without it.

One of the first things I like to do when I am alone in a new city is to log into Scruff, a gay dating/hookup app, and chat with the local trade to find out what the Tea is. The best restaurants, the best events happening, the best dick to suck, ect. 

One chat in particular grew into a meeting for food and drinks followed by a sunset return to my accommodations. He offered to help me film some of the scenes I needed for the music video and I am so thankful he did. We climbed Montana Azucar, went to the beach and walked around Ipanema. I love walking around a city with a local. I gives me a unique perspective of the city.

My first stop on my way around the world was the bustling city of Sao Paolo. It was my first time visiting this city and suffice to say it was all I could have asked for. I decided to stay with a friend and his husband who lived near Praca de la Republica, which being the transparent skinned white boy I am should have made me a walking robbery target, but I was completely safe.

I finally met up with my friend after searching for wifi trying to prevent roaming charges (I gave up on wifi and just started roaming after an hour of searching). He and his husband were everything I could hope for in Brazilian men (cue eggplant emoji). These men gave me a warm and dripping welcome before I began exploring the city.

Although I did not end up using much of the music video footage I gathered from Sao Paolo for the music video, I did make a rather steamy video fans only content video with my friend whom now affectionately calls me "Husbear". They gave me a great BIG & fond farewell before flying off to Rio.