Review of the top sites

I have devoted roughly 100 hours after having been requested to review the top free-porn websites for the TOR readership.

please click the links at your own risk

YouPorn
A decent layout although the black background is distracting, the first one reviewed feels a bit like going to one of those shaddy back-rooms and finding midget and chubby chasers stuff in between the newest Jenna Jameson hits.  In general, this site is full of amateur stuff, which generally is pretty good but often leads to ugly people doing fat people which is not exactly my cup-of-tea.   Amateur content can be good , but in my opinion, The search function is tough but they have been better about separating the man on man stuff. 
In general YouPorn tends to have a lot of material filmed with bad-lighting and very little introduction.  Seems to me that there is a real lack of Quality Control done on the content which makes it feel like you are digging through a lot of cow-dung to get a couple of mushrooms.  YouPorn also has tons of international stuff which kind of proves that Eastern Europeans make better flashdancers than porn stars. 
YouPorn is a star but more of a porn-dump behemoth than a fine collection

XNXX   
    Although other connoisseurs don't love it, I am a fan of the layout and color scheme.   One thing that first-timers will probably be confused by is where the rest of the free content is (hint top right-hand corner).  Not nearly as many amateur sites as YouPorn but also tends to have a lot of professional content which does give it an air of professionalism but also makes it feel like you are watching previews on OnDemand.   I do like
the feel of the layout but it takes a bit of getting use to.  
XNXX is not great although it does have potential and in our opinion would be better off focussing on some speciality items


RedTube
 I think this site is best described as 'great content, bad layout'.  In an industry based on how well one is perceived I think that the fine people of RedTube need to consider the lay-out to make sure the content iss able to shit.   Overall, you can find absolute gems on this site but must be willing to do a little digging.   Best Of content and Most Viewed gives a good way to separate the good from the bad.  The Amateur stuff is generally done very well and the professional stuff is not always over the top.    Some good blooper type stuff but in general RedTube features interesting story lines which keeps the content feeling fresh and honest although I'm sure that most of it is professionally filmed.
RedTube knows what it is doing bit would be helped with better search and labeling functions.

Tube8
    I love this site, well thought out, well laid out and excellent content.   A bit too much of chubby chasers but like RedTube they seem to have the right things in mind in terms of layout and ease.  Good content, a bit more 'professional' feeling than what is featured on RedTube but seem to feature a lot of "college party" stuff as well as 'bachelor and bachelorette" things which at least puts real-people in social setting situations which is usually pretty good. 
Tube8 has had some early success and should be a force to be reckoned with, should continue to get better but might want to define it's company goal a bit more clearly


by the way, if I hear a knock on my door at 6AM on day with "Let us in FBI", the first thing I'm doing is throwing my laptop out the window.

TimesSquare.com

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http://www.timessquare.com/

Why the hell can't I sleep?

Most people will tell you that after a night of boozing, they sleep till noon, crawl out of bed and take on the day. But not a Righetti, I cannot possibly sleep any later than 8:15AM, regardless how late I got home the night before. It's this internal clock I got going, kinda like the one chicks have about getting married and popping out kids, except mine involved waking up and feeling like death. It's like I've skipped by mid 30's, 40's and 50's and just signed up for an enlarged prostate which gets me up at the crack of dawn
See I haven't had an alarm clock in 5 years and I've yet to get to work late once. I guess if you train yourself well enough your natural rhythm will get you up when you need to, problem is that I can't get this stupid rhythm to turn off on the weekends..it just wants to keep on going like that energizer bunny.

There are a few positives about getting up early, you can read the Sunday paper , you can go for a jog or you can surf the web for porn in peace but regardless the rest of the day you feel like you've missed out on something. It's not like I'm tired the entire day, but I know the rest of the week i'll be miserable. If I could have one superpower it would be the ability to bank extra-sleep..

Of course with my luck, since I've never overslept for work but now i've blogged about it and I'm sure jinxed the entire concept, kind of like wishing to the world to NOT have a birthday party and then find yourself piss drunk at 3AM with all your buddies hanging around you. Sometimes I should really keep my mouth shut.

a "Facebook Birthday"

Apparently this what I get for putting together a completely racially sensitive daily blog about how shitty my life is.

So this is my first "Facebook Birthday". I am sure you don't know what that means, asIi just made it up, but you can guess. See I signed up for Facebook like 11 months ago, check it about twice a week, mainly to update my status and see if I can find any scandalous pictures of hot-chick friends ..

Other than that it has been a way for me to 'reconnect' with a bunch of people I went ot High-School with. As I'm sure a lot of you have, I have gotten bombarded with roughly 100 friend requests from people as near-and-far as the dude who played first-base on my little league team, to the kid with the goatee who was a year younger than me, to the chick who played the trombone in the marching band. A bunch of people who I have nothing for, with or against, who I haven't thought about in 10 years and who have, thanks to the miracles of science, all paraded back into my life.

Well we all know the downfalls of Facebook, for one it allows the kid who spilled milk on his pants in the 8th grade to see you ripping your shirt off at an Egyptian wedding. I mean it's a complete invasion of privacy, it forces you to acknowledge people who you have no interest in and it is probably eating up more bandwidth than YouPorn and YouTube combined.

But one of the weirdest thing is your first Facebook birthday where some 80 people send you a 'happy birthday' on your face-book wall. It's a strange feeling when some chick who you remember being in your 10th grade French class has already wished you happy birthday before you wake up in the morning or some guy who stuffed you in a locker in the 7th grade says "hope all is good man, happy birthday".

One of my major pet-peeves is the mass-text message that you get on holidays, like when you get the "I hope you and your family have a great Christmas season". If you really wish I was having a good season, you'd take the time to personally text me, you are trying to get credit for being thoughtful but it only reminds me of how thoughtless that gesture really was.

But this Facebook birthday thing is the antithesis of the mass text, it's actually personal, so I can't complain about that. And I respond to each one with a well thought out response... or at least a "thanks man".

Now don't give Facebook users too much credit, too many of them use their status as a mass text message like "The Kid with the Goatee wishes everybody a Merry Christmas" but there is a way to keep things sort of personal without ever having to get into somebody's personal space which I like.





so to make a long story short.. Facebook is taking over the world, soon you won't have to leave your house for anything, which makes me believe that I might need you people to send me a couple of links to some more scandalous pictures

The Irony of being me!!

You'd never believe it but I hate events where I am the center of attention. Not places where I can pick my spots but events where I am the forced star of the show.

This is why when somebody asks if I want a birthday party I always tell them I have zero interest in having one.. I don't want anybody to make such a big deal about me.

By the way I am completely aware that this confessional comes from a guy who:
Blogs about his life
Twitters
Updates his Facebook status
Texts his running times to his entire phone book
Rips his shirt off at weddings
Is an all out attention whore

The irony of course is what I present as a selfless act it is totally a self involved one. as the only reason I don't want it is because I don't want the pressure of possibly seeing myself fail.

I never want to have the pressure of having people come out cause I made them and then if it sucks, I feel like I m personally disappointing them.. if I were not at least able to control everything in the situation. So obviously I am not just completely self involved, I guess I am also a bit of a control freak.
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Red-Headed Monster

Is it humanly possible for a heterosexual man (or lesbian chick cause TOR has to shout out!!!) to walk down the street, see a red-head and not immediately wonder if the rug matches the drapes..

It's not because red-heads are particularly attractive as they often have that pasty look to 'em but there is something that makes them just so intriguing. The girl could be 18 or 45 and it doesn't matter, cause even an older one is better than nothing. Songs have been written, magazines and webpages devoted, and 'movies' filmed but the holy-grail of chicks might still be proof of the curtain's tint.

See the true Red-Head is like the Loch Ness Monster.. People know of people who claim they saw one in the flesh and there might be a couple of grainy pictures. There are people who have searched high and low and publications devoted to finding proof but nobody has real first hand unequivocal proof of what is going on down there.

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Good Life sometimes, bad life always

I have to be honest with myself, I gotta say that I got it pretty good all in all.  Let's take work for example

For one they give me free coffee..  Unlimited, all you can drink.  We're not talking gourmet beans or anything but as long as you get a cup within 10 minutes of it being made it's not bad at all.   (Let that puppy sit on the burner for 20 minutes and you are chewing coffee goo).  But they give it to you for free so that's not bad.

They also have a clean restroom, have tons of extra pens, give you good vacation time and compensate you well.

My problem isn't with any of that, it's with a silent killer..
You know you are doing something wrong when you sweat more at the office than you ever could at the fitness club..  It is absolutely brutally hot in our office.  Like you are sitting fully dressed in a sauna.  Forget water-boarding,  trying to work in 95 degree office is torture.  It's so hot that I find myself rubbing my face and scratching my neck like some kind of mental-patient.   I am surprised that when I walk out of there, I am  not immediately institutionalized in some place where they make you sit in some kind of sauna where they pour nasty coffee over the coals.

MLIA

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Metropolitan "blah blah blah" Diary

As regular readers to TakeOnRighetti know I think that Metropolitan Diary section in the Monday issue of the Times is just a place for people to brag about their otherwise boring lives. You often get somebody who writes about how they got stuck on a subway on the way to give blood and then something funny happens.. The fact that they were giving blood is irrelevant but they use this as a forum to brag.


Well today's section had it's usual pompous crap like the following one

My 6-year-old grandson lives downstairs from me in a two-family house in Sunset Park, Brooklyn, and sees me almost every day.

One rainy and windy day in autumn, I picked him up from his after-school program. I moved quickly and purposefully through the cold rain, anxious to get home as soon as possible. Camilo, on the other hand, insisted on stopping to pick up every interesting stick or rock and jumping in every puddle, soaking himself and me in the process.

I warned Camilo several times to hurry up. Finally, exasperated, I yelled: “This is the last time I’m going to tell you to stop jumping in those puddles. Now come on, so we can get home.”

My grandson walked by my side, head down in a petulant sulk. After about a block of this, he tugged on my hand and looked up at me with a very serious expression.

“I wish you were the grandma who lived over the river and through the woods,” he said.

Elena Schwolsky

Typical, some grandmother braggin that she sees her bratty grandsome almost every-day. This has NOTHING to do with the story.. Just a forum to brag.


But to be fair, sometimes they are actually pretty good and pretty funny.. One that caught my eye which was different and made me laugh today was

Dear Diary

Watching election-night coverage at the home of a friend in urban Kansas City, I wanted to share the historic moment with our adult son in New York, so I sent a text message to his phone: "networks showing Rockefeller Center and Times Square. Where R U?"

"I'm at a bar in Harlem," came the electronic answer

Striving to keep the rare exchange alive, I quickly wrote "Obama won."

With remarkable understatement, he replied "I know. I'm at a bar in Harlem."

Tourists are an embarrassment

Just look at the embarrassments which are the tourists of this fine world.

As regular TOR readers already know, I have some major issues with the way that Tourists present themselves to the rest of the world..   Last week's entry dealt with this issue in more detail but today we are publishing the photo-essay addition to that entry.

This will be the first part on an ongoing photo-essay on the dress of tourists. Not only are these fine examples of the complete embarrassments that people are but the best part about it is that they people all spent about $4000 to go and see Egypt and everyone of their pictures will have them in a "Oh No, you did it just the way I told you" sweatshirt.

serves them right!!!!



The TOR editors invite readers to submit pictures of idiot tourists from their own travels.

I run because I am

Some days I run because I love being outside, the sounds of the birds, a nice breeze or the crackling sound of the fresh snow under my sneakers.
Some days I run because I am in training and I have a long term goal
Some days I run because I need some time to myself to clear my head.
Some days I run because I'm running a race and I want to challenge myself
Some days I run because I basically run every day and this is my routine
Some days I run because I know I should

And some days I run because it's the only way to turn off the jack-hammer in my head, on those days I run to sweat out the liters of alcohol pulsing through my body.

Nothing like a Roarin' 20's party to make a thirty something feel like he's a twenty something again, if only for the duration of his buzz.

I gotta say that there probably is no better method of beating a hard hangover, the kind caused by multiple shots of Jack and Jose, than 5 miles on a treadmill. Of course you have to come with to grips that your neighbor on the elliptical machine will be breathing in your fumes as I you are a 1981 pinto in Egypt. If you can come to grips with that, then I say lace up your running shoes and run till the pounding stops.

This is the reason I will be running outside today but with my luck (and this ice) I'm sure I'll be eating gravel at some point this morning.

Muffins and Iced Tea

The two food-groups which prove people are nothing but mindless sheep has to Muffins and Iced Tea.. People who so badly want to believe they are moving away from donuts and soda have convinced themselves that they are consuming healthy alternatives when they move to muffins and iced tea. Preying on the stupidity of people is one of my favorite pastimes and this is a classic case where you have to give credit and lay blame where it's due:


1) The American consumer is not very bright.
2) The American marketing companies have been able prey on this stupidity

the first part really deserves no further discussion, if you want to hear me rant on about how stupid people are sign up to read my blog regularly.

How Dunkin Donuts has convinced an entire country that they are making a healthy choice because they choose a Corn, Carrot or Broccoli muffin in a total coup. Carrot's taste like soggy althletes foot covered sock and the only reason that a carrot muffin is even half palatable is because they dump about a pound of sugar into the batter before they add some food-coloring and three strips of carrot to the mix. But because it's got carrot in the description the sheep will fall in line and order 'em every morning thinking they are making a healthy choice.

Iced Tea is another one, it's like the world has been told soda is unhealthy so people have started to move away from soda's and to tea's because a tea is something that has antioxidants or something.

In the 1940's there were ads for cigarette companies featuring doctors who endorsed cigarettes for their health benefits. Today's ad companies have moved away from this obvious mind-manipulation but pretty easily convinced the world that because it's got "carrot" or "tea"in the description, it's got to be good for you.

How to judge an athlete

I have a buddy who will tell you that he is a superior athlete to all his friends because he is a better basketball player although he can’t hit a baseball, can’t throw a football, can’t run for distance, has never tried to ski, snowboard, golf, when he swims he looks like a water-rat, I don’t think he knows how to ride a bike, is a terrible bowler, is not particularly fast and gets beat by his fiancé when they play tennis. This doesn’t seem to deter him though especially when he takes his bows for his basketball prowess which he argues is the only real way to judge athleticism is whether you can hoist a three from beyond the arc .

It got me to thinking about what it takes to be an athlete, I will not try to convince anybody that snowboarding, golf, car-driving or bowling is a ‘real’ sport but I do find one way to just whether something is a sport.

Can you get athlete’s foot playing it?

Forget trophy’s, accolades, cheerleaders or banners, I have somehow picked up some nasty case of Hong Kong Foot and I can’t seem to shake it. In the last 24 hours alone I’ve found myself taking a pocket knife to the bottom of my foot as I scrape layers of skin off the bottom of my foot, and pounded the bottom of my arch with a mallet. I know what causes this stuff and I have showered at enough gym’s to have fought this before but never suffered as badly as I am suffering now. I even know a guy who has suffered from Athlete’s hand although I think that had more to do with his ‘dating’ activities but never have I heard anybody come close to tears from the pain.

I’m considering having my foot amputated
Help needed

TOR takes on Gaza

I’m sure you guys have all been waiting on the TOR take on the Gaza situation, so here it goes.

I think it is time to consider a new alternative, Fatah is too corrupt and has failed to often to ever speak for the Palestinian people, Hamas is too militant, Israel is to self involved, the Israeli people are too hardened, the Palestinian people are too battered, the US has been too hands-off in protecting Israel, the European Union has been too uninvolved and the Arab world has been too quiet to condemn Hamas. The Hamas rockets are inexcusable, the cease-fire has been too temporary, the Israeli retaliation is too aggressive, the Hamas leadership is too irresponsible and the Israeli leadership has been too shortsighted. Hamas' insistence that they not recognize the State of Israel is stubborn and idiotic.  There is no long term plan, no consideration for innocent people who have nothing to do with 1000’s of years of conflict on either side of the border. There is no reason within the leadership, there is a complete lack of judgment when it comes to long term goals and there have been too many people who have suffered for their not to be some hard feelings. . The Palestinian people living in Gaza have no hope for the future and it doesn’t surprise me that they fall in line with resistant fighters, the Israeli people have seen too many attacks from suicide bombers to rockets fired from Gaza to no expect their government to retaliate.

I'm only half kidding when I suggest that that we should to throw everybody out of the country, build a huge see-through fence, lock it up and throw away the key.. This way people can look through the fence at the desert they have left behind and wonder why they screwed it up so royally.

If they are going to act like children we should treat them like it.

Why does nobody follow the rules?

I'm very happy for you people, proud of your goals and hopeful that you'll meet them but really lets be realistic.. You will NOT be able to keep up with it, you'll do your best but after about a week you will start to sputter out. I realize that I'll have to deal with a very crowded gym for the next few weeks and also understand that these are the same losers who keep my rates at the NYSC relatively low since they are the people that won't use the gym but continue to pay for it.

But there are other issues other than just crowding on the machines.

I go to the gym yesterday and there is NO treadmill available what so ever and every fat-ass on one of them is clearly over the 30 minute limit. This leads to a major issue for me. i don't want to be confrontational but I really also don't want to wait while people blatently abuse the 30 minute rule.

What am I to do?

my options are to either wait it out like a schmuck with a doofy smile on my face, confront the sweaty slob on the treadmill or go and tell somebody.

The issues by doing nothing is of course that if I just stand there, I'm complicit in the crime and accepting of this type of antisocial behavior but more importantly my gym routine gets compromised.

The issue bv confronting some sweaty slob is that I come to the gym to workout, not be put in an uncomfortable situation. The guy I confront might be the same guy who I run into in the Sauna one day which really isn't the place for two dudes to get into a tussle.

The issue by going and telling on somebody is that I'll lose my spot in line.

Why doesn't anybody ever follow the rules?

back on US Soil

Link to Video on Facebook

so a buddy posted the above link of the Righetti Cairo dance to a message board and the responses have been 'interesting'. Here are some of the highlights

Here is the latest rendition, this time during a traditional Egyptian wedding in Cairo. No matter how many times I see this spectacle, I just never have the words

Wars have been started over less

It didn't even seem like he knew the song that time.

Which makes it all the better.

What makes it best is this is the first time this has happened when he (and the crowd) was completely stone cold sober. It was a muslim wedding. Not an ounce of booze in the joint

Jesus

Also, I've never tried to rip and undershirt off myself before, but Righetti seems quite proficient at it. I'm not sure whether to be impressed or not

I texted him to ask him if he pre-rips the shirts like the Hulkster. Response: "Never."

my man crush on Righetti knows no bounds

Really, any dance that starts with pushups is bound to be a good one

That's 100x more awesome than the first one.

Love how he runs out of gas at the end.

This sober rendition is a lot less intense and seems to peter out at a couple points. He's got this look on his face like "crap, I used up all my good moves, now what

Look at the children running and cowering in fear

I want to party with that guy.

Solid work Terrance

Wow - that's really bad dancing even for dancing that's intended to be really bad

By really bad you mean totally awesome, right?

I think it is great when people can disregard the judgments of others and just have a great time, even if it means acting silly. It is infectious. Good for you righetti.

I used to think I was "that guy" at weddings too. But Righetti just put all other "that guys" to shame.

I'm still not sure what to do here ... to laugh my ### off or cringe in horror or stare in moderate disbelief.

What was his wife's response to all of this?

Righetti should rent himself out for other weddings and barmitzvahs

He's got like two, maybe three, moves is all. Even better.

So pathetic, it 180's to greatness

If you're ever attending a wedding in the Greater San Francisco Bay Area, can I get notice beforehand?

I may consider a second marriage just so I can invite Righetti.

Seriously, Righetti is like the kryptonite of nomarriage.com

But the Best Response was the following:

If I were gonna start a new rock-band, I'd call it Puddle of Piss

Not only do Tourists embarrass me and locals annoy me but throughout all my travels from small cities in China, through desert towns in Egypt, through the old Soviet style building in Eastern Europe, the cloud forest's in Central America, the Blue Lagoon in Reykjavik and the beautiful strip clubs of Montreal I find that nobody has come up with a real solution to the puddle of piss you always find in a public mens room about 5 inches in front of the bowl.

It seems to be a magical barrier which prevents the average dude from taking out his schlong and actually hitting the bowl. It becomes the broken window theory where the puddle becomes a small ravine, then a small lake and finally you are faced with the River Nile. The more that add the further the next schmo has to stand and the bigger the puddle becomes. It is absolutely filthy and I have yet to find a country with a real solution

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Four Bucks = 22 pounds for a medium coffee

As I sit blogging in a Starbucks in Downtown Cairo wondering why in the lands of Arabia, we are drinking Seattle's finest.. This is just obnoxious.. I have nothing against Starbucks other than the $4 coffee and the pretentious squaters who dominate the big chairs but I wouldn't order Dominos in Rome, Baluchis in Mumbai, Mr Softie's in Iceland or a Thai prostitute in Amsterdam .

Here is an observation for you: There is probably not a better sipping coffee than Turkish coffee especially when followed up with some apple tobacco from a huka on a crowded Arabian street.

Cairo has a lot of life to it, tons of energy, excitement and pull. Pace in these countries is different, Egyptian time is easily 30 minutes late yet everybody screams, cars honk and you can get woken up by either the call to prayer or the cry of a lamb about to be slaughtered.

By the way, next time you carry a water bottle back to your apartment so that you can ensure it gets recycled realize that greening the earth is going to be pretty hard when you see the amount of pollution you find in the rest of the world. Your Prius won't cancel out the black smoke billowing from the cars in ZhengZhou, Bucharest or Cairo. Trying to save the world is like running in quicksand.

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I hate Tourists

I might take more notice of this kind of thing than others but have you noticed how badly tourists dress? I find that tourists take the opportunity to dress in garb I could only hope they wouldn't otherwise be caught dead in. Go to a tourist attraction and you'll find non matching tops and pants, TShirts that read 'Fancy a Fuck?' or those zebra football pants. Not sure why this happens, could be laziness, boredom or lack of care but I am insulted that I have to be privied to it.



I actually find it insulting that people dress badly when they visit a foreign land, as if their best look is not worth the gaze of the people who don't speak in your native tongue.



The three worst offenders:



Europeans who although generally considered well dressed, are some of the worst offenders, the color combinations, the graphic tees, the chest hair. Italians and the Dutch share in this guilt for different but similarly offensive reasons



Americans are pretty bad too, and they tend to get worse with age from Fanny Packs, to doofy glasses and tourist t-shirts usually of the place you are at.. Like a shirt that reads "Cairo" in Egypt or "Amsterdam" in Holland. Might be that the Americans need a reminder where they are at all times.. Dreadful





Japanese are in a category all their own, and for them it seems to be more of a badge of honor than just bad. It's not that Japanese people don't care, they actually care too much and they are most easily identified by their big heads and hipster garb.



The best part about it is that any of these jackasses are going to have 30 rolls of pictures with them in front of the great sights of world wearing yellow sweatpants and a lime green tshirt with a Camel smoking a huka drawn on it.



I have collected a bunch of pictures and will post them as part of my new Photo Essay

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Jack brings people together

This is a bit of a reprise but honestly, there is NOTHING that bring people together more than fermented hops.

Ask yourself this question:
how many people do you love? Not marriage/family/baby love but love in the other way, the "I got drunk with that guy, and he's great" way

I love my wife, family and close friends but there is a different level of love which is based purely on having thrown back a few at some point which changes everything.

I don't understand chicks, nor do I try to.. But I understand beer love.. Take any two dudes and put them in a bar and all of a sudden the two will have a life-long bond. This is when you are at a wedding or something and you run into a guy you had beers with 10 years ago and you give that dude a hug vs a guy you once had coffee with whose hand you would shake.

Take that theory and throw a couple of shots of Jack to it and you have friend for life.
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A Pet Peeve revival

Mass New Years text messages.. This is not considerate but actually inconsiderate. You are costing me $0.05 (or actually $0.50 when I am traveling in Egypt) for an impersonal message..



Not a lot of action on New Years Eve in Egypt, the city of Luxor felt a bit like Fort Lee on an average Tuesday night, no fun, no action


A new Righetti Bitch:

I gotta say that I hate walking into a hotel room after spending 3 days in the desert and finding stains on the sheets of you hotel room, mold-gunk on the shower curtain and yellow water to brush your teeth. It is like you actually are MORE dirty than before you shower.. There I am in a hotel room with a perfectly good bed, mumified in my desert sleeping bag.

Another complaint.. Haggling with these store keepers is such a dirty feeling as you try to get $0.80 off of a $10 scarf. You feel dirty for arguing to save the equivalent of a cup of coffee but are more annoyed you have to even do it. When a guy offers you a scarf for 100 pounds and drops down to 50 pounds immediately without you even asking, you know he has a lot of room

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