We’ve been absolutely dying to visit Macau for years, especially ever since we heard that Macau overtook Vegas as the number one gambling destination back in 2007. Being that Macau is only a short, cheap ($20 USD) one hour jet boat ride from Hong Kong, which is a favorite destination of ours, there is really no excuse that it took us so long to visit.
Right off the bat we’ve gotta say, it was a big let down. Granted we were only there on a week day and it could have been an “off night” but still, given all the hype it was pretty lame. Macau may rake in more gambling … [Read more]
In my previous article on Singapore, I detailed the numerous drawbacks for the single dude to Singapore. Seen from that perspective, Singapore sounds terrible- high prices, gold diggers, fagbagsters, DAFFs, and retardation do not make a good single dude travel destination. But, in case you find yourself in Singapore for some reason beyond your control, don’t lose heart. You can make it work here if your skills are good and your bankroll is … [Read more]
Let me say right now that this attempt to explain Miami will be in no way comprehensive. It would take a team of experts to do justice to the penile playground that is the greater Miami Fort Lauderdale area. I’m simply flattered that Charlie asked me to take a crack at it. This is the first of what I hope will be many entries from other contributors so that Single Dude Travel’s readership can get a taste of what’s going on down there.
So, what is this Miami thing made of? The first ingredient is money. Crazy boatloads of it, much of it arriving in crazy expensive boats and planes. The next ingredient is drugs. Crazy boatloads of … [Read more]
So if you’re anything like me once you got a taste of what life really has to offer (or at least what life outside the Western world really has to offer) you can’t get enough of it. You have one little problem though: two weeks of vacation (or four to six if you live in Western Europe) just isn’t enough. If you’re like most young professionals out there as I was, you probably spend 40% or more of your waking hours working as a corporate slave chained to a desk in a cube. To add insult to injury you probably spend another 10% or more of your waking hours driving to and from that corporate prison.
Sure you travel … [Read more]
Welcome to Eastern Europe, where the pivo is cheap, the women are krasiva and people are experts at taking 3 hours to drink an espresso. The first practical lesson for you in this paradise is easy: Don’t get a hotel. Stay in an apartment! You can rent an apartment for the same price or less than a hotel in virtually any Eastern European city. All you have to do is Google “apartment rental [insert city of your choice]” and start shopping.
Lesson One: Rent an apartment when you stay in Eastern Europe, and get an apartment near the center of town.
Now let’s talk about the reasons why you want an apartment over a hotel besides cost (short … [Read more]
Playa del Carmen rocks. I wrote earlier about what a disaster the cesspool of Cancun is and how you should never go there. Luckily, nearby is one of my favorite places in Mexico: Playa del Carmen, or just “Playa” for short. It’s only an hour (or less) from the Cancun airport by bus, yet it feels like a thousand miles away culturally. In place of drunk fat sunburned American tourists you have chic Italians, cool Mexicans, Russian models, and great nightlife at much less tourist trap prices. Playa del Carmen is definitely a single dude recommended destination.
Now that you’ve landed at the Cancun airport, it’s time to first wait for customs. Quick? See any cute … [Read more]
I have never really understood how guys hook up with desirable women at bars and clubs. First of all, those places seem to be populated mainly by skanks and second of all, if we took alcohol and drugs out of the equation, I’m not sure how lucky those guys would be getting. I am certain that it matters greatly to women how the narrative of how they met Mr Right reads. Their ideal story is that they were carrying milk in pails back from the market down a country road and a “real man” with honor and a horse chased them down and talked them in to taking a ride on their steed (this is how my grandparents met … [Read more]