When I first started writing for Matador Network, I was invited to work on a new guidebook they were putting together. It was a bold and genius concept – throw away all the shiny efforts of the tourism board and get into the dirty underbelly of the world, what really goes on in those seedy dens of sin that draw people from all over. Show the reason all the pictures of nicely dress people toasting champagne take place on rooftops, out of sight of the street.
The result was this book. 101 Places to Get Fucked Up Before You Die. 101 places where you can dance like a madman, drop illicit substances, and come home with more than a few memories (if your brain cells haven’t committed hari-kiri at that point).
I contributed more than a few chapters to this book, the first one in which I’ve been published. Given my track record, I think it’s only too appropriate.
The book is out now, January 7th. Again, the link is here. Buy it and support my philandering across the globe for another year.