Does anyone have any updates on the curfew in Sosua?
Printable View
Does anyone have any updates on the curfew in Sosua?
My second night out in Sosua, I put 1000 pesos in a hidden side pocket. As I was walking along Pedro Clisante, me and my friend were approached by this 40 year old prostitute who preceded to touch in several different places. I struggled to finally get rid of the woman, who, as I later found it, must have found it and taken it. LESSON: Don't trust anyone and don't lose track of your money.
Ford, I never visited Cowboys, but it was a hoot. Ted, at Rocky's (next door) talked about the guys who could come out and [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord140][CodeWord140][/url] in the street, causing some local commotion. I was there almost a year ago, and Cowgirls was closed, but an establishment was being built across the street.
Yes, DR Monger, I was pickpocketed. Fortunately not by much. The co-owner of the Brittania Pub at the time warned me not to carry money in my front pants pockets. I said yeah, yeah and did it anyway. A girl appeared before me on the sidewalk, speaking rapid Spanish in my ear, and rubbing my crotch. This couldn't have been more than ten seconds.
When I broke away and excused myself, I realized I'd been had. She had disappeared, as had her accomplices, if any. They sometimes work as teams.
After that, I carried any major cash in cargo pockets, above my knees, or in zippered pockets that are harder to get into.
A lady who accosts you aggressively on the sidewalk is after your pockets. Decline politely, and watch your valuables. You already know to keep your passport, etc. in a hotel safe. Some people have suggested you copy the title page of your passport and carry it with you. I never had this challenged in Sosua, but times do change.
It's a great town, if you prepare yourself, but realize that you are in a third-world country, and that an American, Englishman, Irishman, Australian, etc. is a walking ATM machine.
A few years ago when I'd walk in Sosua at night I used to carry my money in the "drop" pocket of a pair or cargo pants, but I used to keep a considerable stack of "peso-sized" pieces of colored copier paper in the top pocket of my pants with the phrase .....
"no es bueno robar el dinero de la otra gente" on them.
(its not nice to steal other peoples money) :D
I'd leave my apartment with 10 of those pieces of paper spend the evening at the Cowgirl Bar, get a "load" on, be rubbed and grinded by at least a half-dozen girls thru the night and when I'd get back to my apartment later there were usually only about 2 or 3 bills left.
My regular girl Anjela, who would watch me everynight carefully cut the paper, write on it, then crumple it and then fold it - thought the whole process was hysterical! :)
[QUOTE=DR Monger II]Any of you guys have been pickpocketed?[/QUOTE]A friend of mine was picked this labor day weekend near Dr. Salazar's office.
Older looking Hatian with friend was walking towards us. The girl turned around and started to walk next to my friend. Luckly as she put her hand in his pocket I was walking behind them and yelled to look out for the pick.
As she took the pesos from his pocket I grabbed her hand with the money and then so did my friend. Luckly we were able to get all the money back. It just turned dark and there were no policia around.
I was amazed by how strong her hand was. It took 2 dudes to wrestle her hand open. She must practice her hand exercises during the day.
Unfortuantely I have been hearing more pickpocketing stories in the last year.
I don't know why. It seems it is usually an ugly ***** who can't hoe doing this. There should be a place to rent stun guns for these bitches.
[QUOTE=Guthrie]A friend of mine was picked this labor day weekend near Dr. Salazar's office.
Older looking Hatian with friend was walking towards us. The girl turned around and started to walk next to my friend. Luckly as she put her hand in his pocket I was walking behind them and yelled to look out for the pick.
As she took the pesos from his pocket I grabbed her hand with the money and then so did my friend. Luckly we were able to get all the money back. It just turned dark and there were no policia around.
I was amazed by how strong her hand was. It took 2 dudes to wrestle her hand open. She must practice her hand exercises during the day.
Unfortuantely I have been hearing more pickpocketing stories in the last year.
I don't know why. It seems it is usually an ugly ***** who can't hoe doing this. There should be a place to rent stun guns for these bitches.[/QUOTE]Lucky you, I wish I 'd done that.
Right on about the stun guns!
pickpockets, street scam artists and the like are infuriating, i agree. but, at least with these people you've got a fighting chance though. ;)
you can watch your wallet, keep only a photocopy of your passport, wear an inexpensive watch, no jewelry etc and have a fighting chance.
what really pisses me off is when you get robbed and there is nothing you can do about it! nothing! for example some of the scams at the airports (sdq & sti) where the dominican airport security tell you to place all your valuables in the plastic tray and then put it on the conveyour belt.
so there goes your carry-on bag, your watch, your shoes, and wallet traveling off on the belt and you walk thru the metal detector. the metal detector beeps, so they direct you to go back and try again then it beeps again so they stop you and start waving the wand over your body and pockets and waist and all the time tell you not to move!
now, at the same time something in your carry-on bag has allegedly raised the suspicion of the luggage screeners, so they open your carry-on bag and are "rifling" thru its contents while its completely out of your site and as you tell them to stop and motion towrds it you're abruptly warned - not to move!! (¡no se mueva!!!)
you finally get thru the metal detector and retrieve your belongings only to find your wristwatch is gone! everybody is looking up at the ceiling, nobody knows anything, nobody saw anything!
or how about , when you bring enough cash to sdq so you can pay for your room at the hotel hispaniola in cash, but you're told that its "hotel policy" that you give an imprint of a major credit card (debit cards not accepted) at the front desk to cover any incidental expenses or room damage, and that you can't check in without it.
upon returning home (happened to me this january) you pick up 3 voice mails from your credit card co. regarding fraudulent activity on your card.
seems hotel hispaniola is notorious for feeding guests cards into card "readers" and stealing the strips on the back and then selling the codes on the strips to their "homies" up in "da' heights" - washington heights, ny.
i was hit with $930 worth of baby [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord131][CodeWord131][/url], simlac, pre-paid cell phone cards, tylenol, aspirin, hot pockets, red barron frozen pizzas, and a room humidifier in 3 duane reade stores in north manhattan, while i was still on vacation still in the dr!
these weren't pickpockets but at least with pickpockets you've got a fighting chance! what the hell can you do if the police are in on it, the military is in on it, the airport security is in on it, the hotel's management is in on it??!! etc etc.
not alot you can do. :(
I always pay hotels in cash. If they think I'll punch holes in the walls, walk off with their television or even steal a wash cloth, I still insist on cash payment. I tell them that if a staff member wishes to check on the room condition immediately prior to check out, that's fine. I've never even been refused on cash payment here in the USA or Canada. If there is damage in the room when I walk in, they are notified. They can put me in an undamaged room.
For my own security I leave my secretary with a $1,000.00 check that she can cash and Western Union the funds in an emergency. Maybe someday I'll get lucky and have so much fun that I'll run out of lobo money and she'll have to send me that money just to pay additional expenses. Wishful thinking.
I did this on my last trip, I purposely took out a credit card with a very low credit limit lets say 300 dollars. Of course alot of you are saying that isnt nothing but you forget when you are in dr that is something you pay the hotels with that credit card so even if they try to use the card with out yoiur knowledge it would be denied cuz. It already maxed out once you paid for your stay.
Now that in the US they have lifted some of the travel restrictions ( travel size items in a zip lock bag) does the same rule aply when I leave the Dominican Republic???
[QUOTE=Gutter Meat]Now that in the US they have lifted some of the travel restrictions ( travel size items in a zip lock bag) does the same rule aply when I leave the Dominican Republic?[/QUOTE]Yes, If you are going back to the US.
[QUOTE=Gutter Meat]Now that in the US they have lifted some of the travel restrictions ( travel size items in a zip lock bag) does the same rule aply when I leave the Dominican Republic?[/QUOTE]Are you saying that I can bring my KY liquid lubricante to DR in a carry-on bag, if it is in a baggie? This might sound trivial, but I hate checking baggage so much.
[QUOTE=Riverm]Are you saying that I can bring my KY liquid lubricante to DR in a carry-on bag, if it is in a baggie? This might sound trivial, but I hate checking baggage so much.[/QUOTE]I beleive if is in a tube containing 3 ounces or less.
I made a mistake. Two hot young chicas agreed to go to Hotel Europa with me for $100. We rode the motorcicletas in the rain.
After about 15 minutes in the room, the chicas started talking very fast to each other. They decided that the fun was over. In a nice way in my poor Spanish I told them we had agreed to an hour. But they said they were all done and wanted their money. The change in atmosphere from sexy playfulness to insistence on dollars was amazing.
I asked them to return to the bed. No, they dressed. "Da me el dinero. " I told them I'd give them $40, not $100, because they quit early. One said she would break my laptop computer if I did not pay up. Utter deterioration. I went downstairs and asked the staff for help. Gradually, so gradually, we got the chicas out of the room.
Thirty minutes later, I hear a knock on my door: "The tourist police are downstairs. " The two chicas are accompanied by a quiet policeman in a white shirt and a loud-mouth dressed in civilian clothes. He says that I have to pay the chicas $120. I don't speak Spanish, and he refused to say anything in English. The hotel worker (a very nice European fellow) explained to me that I would have to spend a night in a Dominican Republic jail if I did not fork up the $120. I refused. I asked for the loudmouth's police identification. He had none. This fact emboldened the hotel worker to state that there was no way that I had to go to the police station at midnight. The two Hotel Europa guard with their rifles surrounded the hotel worker. The chicas threatened the hotel worker.
The actual police officer who had been quiet said "a las nueve de la manana a la station de policia touristica, " or something like that, and pointed at me. They left. The hotel worker and both guard told me I should not go to the police station in the morning.
After morning breakfast, I walk out onto Pedro Clisante street, and there is a police car with the same officer as well as his capitan, accompanied by the two chicas (who looked very tired indeed - what had they been doing all night? ) I tried to explain the situation to the capitan of tourist police. Now the chicas were saying that I owed them $200. The same hotel worker was supportive, but the hotel daytime girl in charge at the desk simply told me to pay off the girls and showed no caring at all. I tried to work out any kind of fair deal. I even offered to screw the chicas for 40 minutes and then pay them the remaining $60. One of the chicas was willing; the other not. The hotel daytime girl did not let the girls go into the room.
The capitan told me to get into the police vehicle. They took me to the Policia Touristica headquarters, and 6 police officers, the two chicas, and I sat together in a little room that was about 9' X 9'. The capitan did not speak one word of English, and the chicas ran at the mouth. The loudmouth in civilian clothes came into the room and laughed at me. I asked him to show his identification, in my horrible Spanish. The capitan told him to leave the room. As the little shit left the room, he made a point of waving handcuffs in front of me.
The chicas spoke a mile a second, and I could understand nothing. In my horrible Spanish I insisted on someone who could speak English. Then I insisted on talking to someone from the you. S. Embassy. My requests were ignored. I tried to explain that the chicas were asking for $200 for 15 minutes of grade-D sex. I made notes in writing to the capitan. Finally I put $60 on the desk in front of the Capitan. He started lecturing the chicas on how they could not expect so much money for 20 minutes of work. Finally he let me leave.
It is not over. I had been trying to get this tall slim bartender named Elizabeth at Meringue's to spend an hour with me. She was very interested in my police encounter. Soon she agreed to an hour with me. That evening she showed up complaining of a headache, and lay on my bed and asked for aspirin. I went to the hotel lobby to get her some water. I gave her a massage. Then she took a shower for 15 minutes. Finally, she came out, and gave me about 5 minutes of sex. Then she said "no mas. " She lay there, and did not even get dressed. I told her to leave. She said that I would have to pay her because otherwise she would go to the Tourist Police, who would know that I was a 2-time offender. She said she could prove that she had been in the room for 45 minutes. After some disgusting negotiation, she agreed to 1, 000 pesos, and the chica fea left my room saying that I had a problema.
That was the low point in a mongering career of four years, with multiple visits to Costa Rica and Buenos Aires, as well as many trips to Canada and agency servicing in the States. Elizabeth seemed to enjoy her scam: she had utterly defeated the gringo and could walk out onto the street with her winnings. Certainly, the little loudmouth police-pretender had collected bribes of one kind or another and passed them on to the Tourist Police. The Capitan finally let me go when he saw that he could not hold me indefinitely without taking some risk. I am sure the chicas did not get the full $60 that I put on the table in front of him.
I did have a few good experiences in Sosua. Little Isabel was a hot chica, very sweet, with a super-round ass. She liked to dance on it, to the Latin music. And I met some interesting Canadians and Europeans down at the beach. I had a good swim and much good food. Then there were two chicas who were cute as can be but totally inexperienced in the sex act. One complained about being sore after about 10 minutes (she was a Santiago student in town with her amiga for the weekend to make mucho dinero). I might point out that she intended to snare more gringos later in the night, even though she complained of being sore. The other one literally did not know how to do doggie, not a clue. The innocence of her was enjoyable in retrospect, but at the time I wanted a sex goddess. She claimed I was her first gringo and that she had only had one novio, who was rapido in the bedroom.
I don't know if the scams are worse in the DR than in Costa Rica, Columbia, and Argentina. But there is no way I will return to check out other Domincanas. I have read about Costa Rican police trying to collect money for chicas, but this is my first experience with police corruption. And that Elizabeth at Meringue's (morning and day shift)! How fea can a chick be! Evil *****, she knew she could get my money without putting out, and she clearly enjoyed her scam.
There is no way I will return to this country.
[size=-2][b][u]EDITOR'S NOTE[/u]:[/b] [blue]I certainly hope that the author or somebody else will post a link to this report in the Reports of Distinction thread. Please [url=http://www.internationalsexguide.info/forum/announcement-reportsofdistinction.php?]Click Here[/url] for more information.[/blue][/size]
Sounds like a nightmare!!
90% of the guys that come to the DR shouldn't be there! They should be in Brazil, Costa Rica, or the Phillipines where the sex industry is much more transparent for Americans.
If you don't speak Spanish and don't have the backbone to physically "take charge" of a situation when your chica talks smack, you shouldn't be in the DR.
For me, the DR is perfect. Recently, I cancelled a free flight to Rio, so that I could return to the DR. Rio is beautiful, and I'm glad I did and saw everything the country has to offer (unfortunately, the DR doesn't have Swing Clubs), but I don't speak Portuguese and I can find pretty Dominicanas, who are younger and take it in the ass like a Brazilian. I fuck these Dominicanas throats, slap them around with my dick, dress them-up in role-play sessions, chain them to the bed, video tape them when they suck my dick and I do it for a fraction of the price I would have to pay in the Brazil.
There's a lot you have to learn about the DR and about yourself to enjoy the true benefits of the DR, but after you acclimated yourself to the culture, the language, and the people of the town (Boca Chica), you'll enjoy the freakiest sex you've ever had with some the youngest, prettiest girls you've ever met.
Cheers!
Helpmann :)