The Devil is in the details.
I passed through London yet again and of course it has never been a preferred destination for P4P in my book. This time around I thought I actually had some promising options; unfortunately it all went to shit. First, my flight to LHR was delayed 12 hours due to weather in the US. When I finally arrived in London this morning I felt I had time to try and hook up with a party at LMP but I couldn't get it to happen. Finally, I resolved to just set up an appointment with a hot Russian escort. This should have been a 100% lock. I had her confirmed and everything; but due to a combination of poor timing, horrendous luck, and likely questionable judgement: even THAT fell through. I won't bother anyone with the details because the facts are too ludicrous to be believed. Suffice it to say that this day was exceptionally horrible for this monger. I love London, but I don't think I'll ever waste my time trying to P4P here anymore. I am cursed on this island.
Don't feel too bad for me though. For tomorrow is another day. Tomorrow I fly to Deutschland to tour the wonderful FKKs and the £'s I didn't spend by mongering here I can convert to €'s and spend over there. Todo bueno.
DSK