A couple weeks ago I returned from 6 weeks of backpacking in the Philippines, Indonesia and Sri Lanka. I’m at a bit of a stump on how to write a concise, entertaining, blog entry about my overall experience, which was really a series of many experiences packed densely into a relatively short amount of time. Also, most of you probably won’t care as it has nothing to do with entertaining your erection. So allow me to fluff it up with pretty pictures and maybe it’ll hold your attention.
Better? good. Now allow me to pick a little story from each country.
The Philippines: I ran into a face most of you would likely recognize. Astro Domina! A sheer coincidence that we happen to be in this country at the same time. Even a mere 20 minute walk away from each other in the city of Manila. The two of us were traveling in very different ways. For her, a plush 5 star hotel. For me, a grubby little hostel. (I could have afforded the former, but it can be lonely in an ivory tower so I usually opt for latter.) I took her out one night to my seedy part of the city which just so happened to be inside the red light district. We went bar hopping, checking out the lusty ladies of the night who offered top notch entertainment ranging from crossing their arms/looking bored to swaying back and forth to the music. I was a great night.
Indonesia: I spent my second year in a row in SE Asia over Christmas. I never celebrated as a kid so I have no nostalgic value for the usual holiday traditions. Humid weather, beaches, and smiling asian people in Santa hats pushing cheap drinks on me will do just fine. On Christmas eve my Australian travel partner and I danced into the wee hours at the local clubs in Gili Trawangan. It was a big night with both locals and foreigners out in full force. On Christmas Day it was all heavy rain and thunderstorms. We exchanged presents with each other in the morning and then celebrated Aussie style with a big seafood dinner at night.
Sri Lanka: Near the end of my trip I trekked up a mountain called Adam’s Peak. I was traveling solo again at this point. I started up at 2am and walked over 5,000 steps to the very top. Sounds crazy, but a lot of people do it so they can catch the sunrise by the time they reach the top (3-4hrs). It was one of those moments I wish I could have shared with someone I knew, but experiencing it within a crowd of strangers from all different countries and backgrounds added a beautiful sense of solidarity to my loneliness.
I flew back just in time to make it to Vegas for AVN. Back to this thing I call “normal life.” From third world countries where homeless street kids beg for the last sip from my water bottle, to the city of sin and excess where people pay 4 figures for VIP bottle service. I spent some quality time with the brilliant women I share this industry with and who’s friendship I cherish deeply. I also had the pleasure of shooting a few ballbusting videos with Jim, kicking him until his balls were the size of grapefruits and a smile filled nearly 3/4 of his face.
For more reasons than I could possibly count, I love my life.
Pretty cool blog you got here. Philippines is on my bucket list. Not really into all the humiliation and domination but I sure do like you. I just like good pov sock videos and yours was the first I saw. The one where you were wearing white socks at your desk and then later you poured oil on your feet. Really good pov video. Saw your Rogan interview as well as your stand up thingy (can’t remember the name of it). Liked them both. Keep going girl and enjoy the ride (it ends before you realize it, rust me I know). Much love and success to you. D
“It was one of those moments I wish I could have shared with someone I knew, but experiencing it within a crowd of strangers from all different countries and backgrounds added a beautiful sense of solidarity to my loneliness.”
That’s a well written, poetic sentiment. I love that you’re enjoying life.
Cool trip. I’m new to your blog. What compelled you to choose the Phillipines?
Do you prefer traveling alone? There is a certain romance but ultimately I prefer a travel partner.
Would love to hear your thoughts.
Goddess Ceara Lynch:
It’s amazing to see the places you go and the people you meet. You live the life most of us dream about. The pictures from the Philippines look amazing and I am so glad you were able to go there and experience it.
I remember many years ago, when I first became aware of the femdom, findom, domme scene, that you were the first one that truly made me realize how there are winners and losers in life. and just how easily a gorgeous girl like you can make “men” like me so very, very weak. Your confidence, superiority and openness about who you were and what you planned to take from losers captivated me then and to this day.
You mention in your bio how when you were 17 you knew the power you had. I just wanted to say you have since used that power well and deserve everything you get and deserve to go to any place you want. Thank you for sharing your experiences.
You are THE Goddess.
Ceara, your comment about the children begging for water contrasted with the cost of LV bottle service was poignant! It really made me think and I love how you mentioned watching the sunrise on your own amidst a crowd of other pilgrims. I admire you very much. 🙂
Please, Miss Ceara, don’t underestimate your writing skills. The sentence: “It was one of those moments I wish I could have shared with someone I knew” is concise, but it communicates your feelings very accurately. The picture of the sunrise helps us understand both your loneliness among the crowd and the bond of solidarity. Thanks for sharing your post.
You’re a natural leader, to say the very least. I admire the fuck out of you.
If you ever need a travel companion with no fuss, and loves the adventure, albeit carrying your bags, give me a shout 🙂 I love reading about your travels and wish you had the desire to turn on our minds as well as out cocks!
If you are friends with Sydney you rock
So confused. With the exception of that last pic you did not entertain my erection in the least. False advertising.
She a total #racist
You needn’t travel halfway across the world to see people begging for water. Just go to Flint, Michigan.