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Once again I am over in Europe, but to be more specific Rome, Malta and then on to Spain. Most porn directors/producers never speak of their failures, but then again, I don't think I am your normal porn director (the majority of my blog is dedicated to politics and travel and not my porn-doings). The first failure was back in March, but in the end that failure was foreseen and I planned for it. I was suppose to film a movie in Malta back in March but I decided to pay down some debts which left me with little cash (I am a cash run business basically) to film, so I decided to take my bambino along and turn it into a much needed vacation. This time, however, I had the funds but models flaked both in Rome and Malta! AHHHH! Well, not so ahhhh, because I had massive jet-lag (I have not had such bad jet lag in a long time) so Rome was shot and my quick hop over to Malta for 1 1/2 days ended up in meeting a very nice man that offered his yacht and farmhouse for future shoots on this amazingly unknown and extremely cheap part of the European Union.
Even though Malta is about a 1 hour and 10 minute flight from Rome, dear Air Malta loves to make a stop in ReggioCalabria on the southern tip of Italy before continuing on to Malta (a quick 20 minutes....wolf down the crackers and drink up the cup of water quickly!) As annoyed as I may sound and as ridiculous a stop along such a short route sounds I do suggest doing it once. Why you ask? Well, you may not be able to tell from the picture but that is the lava from Mt. Etna. You have to take the late afternoon departure from Rome and make sure the plane stops in ReggioCalabria and sit on the right side of the aircraft to fly right over Mt. Etna upon departure from ReggioCalabria. If that did not excite me enough, upon landing in Malta there was a whale on the runway! Well, not the sea going type, but the flying type...the Russian manufactured Antonovaircraft! You have to see it to believe it with its wings hovering from the top of the fuselage instead of sticking out the side like the American made Boeing 747or the European made A380. OK, call me whatever you want. May I suggest geek or nerd, or total geek or just travel tard? As some of you get turned on my huge, well, think for a minute, I get all excited by huge planes, oh, and that other thing that I made you think about too. Confused you yet? I think I confused myself!
Anyway, off to Spain tomorrow to finally get some work done!
I haven't been updating my blog for many reasons, but work has really overtaken my life lately. Besides work, I have been with my bambino a lot lately and he has kept me busy also. After New York (and my "I'm not Michael Lucas, I Have a Sense of Humor Exhibit," yes, I let people draw all over my mug, but then again, I do not take myself so seriously you know), I went home to rest for a bit while my bambino went back to his home for a bit. I then went to LA, San Diego and then to San Francisco for work. So about 1 week ago my bambino and I flew to Colorado to pack up his stuff and drive back to Miami. I like to keep a lot of things private, especially when it comes to information I have on others, but I think my boyfriend will understand me writing about him. He is 19 and is having a bit of a rough time with life and has anxiety issues which sometimes climax into emotional break downs, on both our parts. While stuck in traffic in midst of of a snow storm, we decided to part ways, well, for at least for the moment. We drove to Denver airport where I picked up a rental car and he flew home to California. I was going to continue to drive back to Miami since I promised Manhunt that I would do shootings for them across America, but after driving a day through snow and then into tornado ravaged Kansas I was over it. The violent weather and XM radio kept me entertained on my drive across Kansas and Kansas City is actually quite a pretty city. Today I drove across Missouri to St. Louis. It is amazing how different Missouri is compared to Kansas in regards to geography and demography. After a pleasant drive through the rolling hills of Missouri I landed upon St. Louis. I drove past the airport that I have fond memories of my youth when I was flying TWA all the time. Since TWA's demise I had not flown through St. Louis in a long time. I was very surprised about how close St. Louis airport is to the city; basically only 15 minutes or so right into downtown. I checked into my room, did some work and then thought I would drive around a bit since I had only flown in and out of the city, but never checked out the city. I drove through historic downtown St. Louis down Market Street, made a right onto Broadway and then a left onto Eads Bridge. I was looking for a good view of the St. Louis Arch when I happened upon one of the bridges that crosses the mighty Mississippi. Maybe it was fate, but I crossed the only bridge crossing the Mississippi that does not connect directly to a freeway system but rather drops off into East St. Louis, Illinois. Now, I have been all over the world and have seen some pretty economically depressed areas. My ex boyfriend is from a favela in Brazil and I go to visit his family every time I go back. But what I saw today I just didn't think existed in America. I drove down Broadway until it ended and what I passed along the way made me sick; businesses abandoned long ago, beautiful historic buildings empty and falling apart, partially boarded up public housing, historic homes in disrepair, and empty lots with trash. I had mixed feelings about my safety and my desire to get out of my car and engage the residents, which I finally did. Yes, I parked the car and approached some young black guys walking with a young white girl. I told them I had never seen anything like this in America and I wanted to know what they thought of their neighborhood and what I could do in any simple way to help. The oldest kid, probably about 20 or so, flat out told me to write the government and tell them what I think. All of them had their input except the white girl that just looked at me with suspicion. Another 2 young black guys walked up and they were equally happy to jump in on the conversation and tell me their thoughts. The original kids finally left as I insisted that one of them take my personal e-mail so I could communicate with them and hopefully help them some way in the future. I asked one last time what I could do to help and one guy politely asked for $2 for the tram. I pulled out my wallet which surprised them. As they came closer to me I looked at what I had and decided how much I really needed it. I asked one of them if they all were friends and if he would share the money that I would give him and he affirmed. I gave him a $20 and he was so thankful then he ran over to the rest of the guys and promptly showed them the $20 as to share it with them. They all gave me a "thumbs up" and waved bye to me with big smiles....it made me feel faith in humanity that the kid shared it with his friends.
Once again I am over in Europe, but to be more specific Rome, Malta and then on to Spain. Most porn directors/producers never speak of their failures, but then again, I don't think I am your normal porn director (the majority of my blog is dedicated to politics and travel and not my porn-doings). The first failure was back in March, but in the end that failure was foreseen and I planned for it. I was suppose to film a movie in Malta back in March but I decided to pay down some debts which left me with little cash (I am a cash run business basically) to film, so I decided to take my bambino along and turn it into a much needed vacation. This time, however, I had the funds but models flaked both in Rome and Malta! AHHHH! Well, not so ahhhh, because I had massive jet-lag (I have not had such bad jet lag in a long time) so Rome was shot and my quick hop over to Malta for 1 1/2 days ended up in meeting a very nice man that offered his yacht and farmhouse for future shoots on this amazingly unknown and extremely cheap part of the European Union.
ridiculous a stop along such a short route sounds I do suggest doing it once. Why you ask? Well, you may not be able to tell from the picture but that is the lava from Mt. Etna. You have to take the late afternoon departure from Rome and make sure the plane stops in Reggio Calabria and sit on the right side of the aircraft to fly right over Mt. Etna upon departure from Reggio Calabria. If that did not excite me enough, upon landing in Malta there was a whale on the runway! Well, not the sea going type, but the flying type...the Russian manufactured Antonov aircraft! You have to see it to believe it with its wings hovering from the top of the fuselage instead of sticking out the side like the American made Boeing 747 or the European made A380. OK, call me whatever you want. May I suggest geek or nerd, or total geek or just travel tard? As some of you get turned on my huge, well, think for a minute, I get all excited by huge planes, oh, and that other thing that I made you think about too. Confused you yet? I think I confused myself!
