CNBC Report on Tijuana Hookers
A few nights ago I was half working around the house and half watching a CNBC report that included a section regarding prostitution in Tijuana. Most of the report seemed accurate, but there were a few things that I couldn't believe.
First, one street girl said she has about 30 customers per day at $20 per date. There was no video of the girl, so I don't know which one it was. I find it hard to believe that any of those girls has that many dates. From what I can tell, even the best ones spend most of their time outside waiting for a customer.
Second, the report said that 80% of the girls are forced into prostitution. They claimed that most of them were kidnapped from central Mexico towns and brought to Tijuana. They also said that only a very few are from Tijuana. I find much of this hard to believe, when I talk to them it seems that they view prostitution as the only way to make that much money, but I don't see indication that they are actually forced into it. I also don't see any indication that hey want to do regular work for 1000 pesos a week (or whatever they can make).
Third, they were talking about the strip bars and included some video inside a bar (I think it was AB). The description seemed accurate until they talked about younger girls. The report said that customers can ask for younger girls and they have a back room where younger prostitutes are available for additional money. I've never seen an indication that there is a hidden room with younger girls and I don't remember monger reports about it.
Perhaps I didn't listen to the report accurately and missed some report details, or, maybe I look at Tijuana through rose colored glasses. I'd like to hear some other experienced mongers' views on this.
Horsetrader
Insider tip for Taxi Libre at the border
If you cross during the day you might want to try this.
Normally if one wanted a Taxi Libre, after entering Mexico via the new entrance, one walked up the steps of the first pedestrian bridge, across the street to the Taxis Economicas, past them to the McDonalds, turned left and walked to the traffic circle and nabbed a Libre.
Instead, after entering Mexico, bear right at the fork and follow the signs that say Hotel & Casino. You'll see signs for another pedestrian bridge with an arrow and the word Tijuana on it. Follow the path up to the top of the rise. But, instead of turning right and walking across the bridge towards the traffic circle, step over the low spot between the concrete retainer wall and the beginning of the barrier fence that separates the bridge's walkway from the traffic lanes. Wait a few seconds and a Libre will be along because, now that the upper drop-off point is now a Yellow Cab stand, the Libres can no longer park there. Flag one down and they'll be thrilled to take you to Centro, the Ticuan or Zona Norte for 50 pesos.
Less than eight hours; I can do this!
As I was walking by the parking lot attendant while heading to the crossing, I stopped and told that dude,"Today, I will be out of this lot within 8 hours dammit!" He just laughed because he knows my bad habit of overstaying. But this time I was determined.
After having my favorite taco in the world, I was about to pay the guy that collects the money, when some bewildered train wreck looking dude came up to me with some coins in his hand. 2 quarters and other small peso coins. He said he needed all pesos so he could buy a taco for some other stand. I told him I didn't have pesos, only dollars. Then he said, yes, a dollar would be better. I said,"Dude, make up your fucking mind!" He puts the coins in my hand and it was far short of a dollar, but I gave him a buck anyway. The guy that collects the money finds this very amusing and is having a good laugh. I asked him,"What is so damn funny? These damn coins are going directly to you to pay for my taco!" He stopped laughing.
Eight hours; time was ticking.
Hong Kong:
A lot of new faces and asses to play with. It amazes me how HK just reloads the club with hot women on a regular basis. I had a few hotties come by to say hello, or more like to get a drink or a buck. There were a few that I planted my face in their ass. They always seem surprised when then get the tongue; wonder why? Maricóand was in good spirits, he was working three tables of regular customers at the same time, me included. But I knew I had to cut my HK time if I wanted to get out of Tijuana within 8 hours. So I was leaving earlier than ever before and Maricóand looked like a sad puppy that was being left alone for the very first time.
Eight hours; time was ticking.
Tropical:
While in HK, I was texting back and forth with a new girl that I like in BT. I texted her to come to the door so I would not get attacked by the wife when I walked in the place. I crossed the street and she was sitting on a motorcycle outside. Walked in with her and the meseros were swarming like vultures. As I was swatting them away, I found my guy. As the new squeeze and I were chatting, I could not remember how we got started in the first place. I asked her,"Have we fucked before?" She said,"No, you would remember if we had!" Thus, a date and time was set!
Eight hours; time was ticking.
After a tasty spicy shrimp taco, I decided to find out what was happening at the Five-star Monitos! There was a beauty standing next to the door. I think her name was Jessica. I told her that my cock and balls needed mouth service. She gave me a good rate and off we went hand in hand just like a newlywed couple. When in the room, she asked me if I wanted her to get undressed and I said,"Oh hell no!" She worked hard for the money and did a damn good job; I tipped her for the stellar performance. Went to clean up; no fucking water! I start yelling out the door to turn on the damn water and Jessica thinks this is funny. I reminded her she has more to clean up than me; not funny anymore.
Eight hours; time was ticking.
Las Chavelas:
Going prego hunting! The last few weeks, I've been hanging with one of the girls I liked when she was pregnant. I did my best to try to help her out when I could. Months later, she is back to work and we got reunited thanks to my older brother. One night, we were drinking and she got up for whatever reason, so I practiced my shitty Spanish on two girls that were sitting behind me. Well, one of the cuties behind me happened to be 3 months pregnant. What in the fuck is in the water in Tijuana? Later, she sat next to me and I told her I would help her out when I could. She was scared and crying. I'm such a fucking sucker for mothers that are in trouble. Anyhow, last week she hung out with me, I put minutes on her phone, and gave more money than I usually pay.
So I walk in LC looking for prego and x-prego. Neither to be found. I found out that prego gathered up enough money for a one way ticket home; which made me happy. I'm sitting with my new cutie in LC, and I get a text from the x-prego and she wants to meet in an hour at a fast food place on Revolution. Not going to happen, I would get out of there in less than 8 hours, I was determined! Checked the time, where does the time go? I haven't made it to CC, Gloria, or Nikkis and it is already time to head back; I'm throwing out the "Not Fucking Fair" flag!
Less than 8 hours, I can pull this one off!
The only thing that could stop me from overstaying my 8 hours would be a border agent.
Here was our conversation:
Me: Good evening sir (with a big smile).
Agent: Good evening (no smile) , are you bringing anything back from Mexico?
Me: God, I hope not!
Agent: Well, that eliminates my next question of what you were doing in Mexico (big smile).
Me: Yes, it appears that we can wrap things up at this point.
Agent: It appears that way, have a good evening.
I was out of that damn parking lot with 8 minutes to spare. The lot attendant and I were both in shock!