General Reports

[Guitarrefreak]

How much was the damage at mermaids?

My regular kind of set me in that $80 territory which I cannot get out of. I used to pay $35 for the room but one of their maestros recognized me last time and say next time it will be $30 for me.

I would rather just take the chick to a hotel and pay her that total anyway.

1st night kind of blew. In the bad way. It wasn't the worst night ever but it wasn't a night that I will put down in the record books. I crossed the border around 730 checked into Tiquan and was at New Body at 8. No girls there finally two came down one was super hot probably one of the hottest girls of the night. But she was done working. So then took a taxi to HK, drank some beers stopped in almost every bar and only saw one girl I kind of liked and she didn't seem into it so I figured why waste the money. Then I gave up and walked to Las Pulgas, damn that place is huge, but I felt I needed a wingman, there were just too many dudes there I think definetely has potential but I'm a puss. So finally went to mermaid or whatever across from Tiquan and I think I screwed a girl I screwed on the last trip, can't be positive but I'm pretty sure. She was ok moaned a little fake and was a little too expensive but hopefully one of these nights I'll fill in with a normal girl and make up for the costly nights with hookers. Day 1 of? I'm hoping in the daytime I can pull more numbers, at night the girls seem overly focused on deniro. Also the girls that come to town for a month and leave seem like a waste so I might have to start making sure they are local girls. I want cheap GFE all night sex at my hotel, that is 2nd goal. First is a hot girlfriend for "free" even though it might cost me the same in the end. The zona was one of the worst nights I have seen it, a lot of playboy big titty type girls but not enough girl next door looks. Luckily the girl working the front desk is the same as last time and I gave her a pair of shoes last time when I left and she remember me so hopefully I can get her to go out with me. Working on that early AM, she hasn't seen me stroll back with any girls except one but I can say it's a girl I was dating and broke up with which will make me look more desirable. Or so I think. I have a lot of escorts picked out so tomorrow maybe escort day.

[MadisonGuy]

Oh I forgot the most important part, I killed tacos tonight. I think it might be that this time I'm staying for awhile so I can play with porceline gods, but I had 2 pork. 1 chicken. 1 fish and 1 that I'm not really sure what it was I asked for carne and they pointed to carne and I said no way that over there. It was the best. Taco stands by Las Pulgas get my approval. I always go to the one inside by HK on the corner that has pork. Mmm My room tonight in Tiquan is on the side opposite of Las Pulgas, much better than the last time when I could hear the music.

[MadisonGuy]

1st night kind of blew. In the bad way. It wasn't the worst night ever but it wasn't a night that I will put down in the record books. I crossed the border around 730 checked into Tiquan and was at New Body at 8. No girls there finally two came down one was super hot probably one of the hottest girls of the night. But she was done working. So then took a taxi to HK, drank some beers stopped in almost every bar and only saw one girl I kind of liked and she didn't seem into it so I figured why waste the money. Then I gave up and walked to Las Pulgas, damn that place is huge, but I felt I needed a wingman, there were just too many dudes there I think definetely has potential but I'm a puss. So finally went to mermaid or whatever across from Tiquan and I think I screwed a girl I screwed on the last trip, can't be positive but I'm pretty sure. She was ok moaned a little fake and was a little too expensive but hopefully one of these nights I'll fill in with a normal girl and make up for the costly nights with hookers. Day 1 of? I'm hoping in the daytime I can pull more numbers, at night the girls seem overly focused on deniro. Also the girls that come to town for a month and leave seem like a waste so I might have to start making sure they are local girls. I want cheap GFE all night sex at my hotel, that is 2nd goal. First is a hot girlfriend for "free" even though it might cost me the same in the end. The zona was one of the worst nights I have seen it, a lot of playboy big titty type girls but not enough girl next door looks. Luckily the girl working the front desk is the same as last time and I gave her a pair of shoes last time when I left and she remember me so hopefully I can get her to go out with me. Working on that early AM, she hasn't seen me stroll back with any girls except one but I can say it's a girl I was dating and broke up with which will make me look more desirable. Or so I think. I have a lot of escorts picked out so tomorrow maybe escort day.

[Artisttyp]

I have been in Tijuana for 9 hours. I have lived more in these 9 hours, than the past 3 years of my life.

Day 2 to be continued.

I forgot to comment on this. I so relate to this comment. YES this is what it's all about. Major reality check when you realize this. This lifestyle can lead you into the monger abyss or a new found hate for western culture.

Again. BEINVENIDO.

[Guitarrefreak]

Pretty fuckin awesome report. Really revs the engine for other guys to head down there.

Realmente necesito practicar más español.

[Colbrotha]

right on flange. i'm in the bay area myself and had been planning on an escapade for my birthday to tijuana. it seems that all immediate homies are bitchin' out because of x, y, z reason. as other forum members have wisely said, sometimes one has to be the lone wolf. if you have to wait for company, you'll never leave the block; that's a fact of life. we can plan ahead as much as possible, but at the end of the day, like nike "just do it". you have restored my confidence about the voyage, i was debating on escorts and will probably try that as well, but those clubs (hk, cc, lc) mentioned will have to be conquered, no doubt about it; at least worth a peek. i'll be there by the end of october, if you're there and need a wingman, hit me up beforehand. peace.

ps i'm definitely going to search for that taco stand and try a few, my mouth is already startin' to water.

[Artisttyp]

Nice report. Welcome to the world of make believe. It can be a reality as long as the money and time is available.

Your enthusiasm is reminiscent of many other "nerdy" mongers who have ventured beyond the turnstiles. The Tijuana experience can be a lot of fun for the right monger.

I am jealous that you can get $39 airline tickets. I can't even get to the airport for that much which is only 30 minutes away from me. The dollar bus guys REALLY [CodeWord140] me off.

Enjoy your new found freedom and congratulations on going alone. I've been all over South America alone. If I waited for someone else to accompany me I would never go. You will always meet other single travelers.

Bienvenido.

[Keg]

WOW Flange that was some report. I love all the detail. I feel like I have just gone to Tijuana just from reading your report. I can't wait for day 2

Agree, nice to read his sentiment about paying back the info with a detailed report, and I must say it's probably the longest first-timer report I've ever read.

His full trip report will probably be a $9. 99 download on Kindle.

Cheers Flange.

Keg

[Baxter Slade]

WOW Flange that was some report. I love all the detail. I feel like I have just gone to Tijuana just from reading your report. I can't wait for day 2

[Flange]

okay dudes. here it goes. first report, here. this is going to be long drawn, so please bear with me. i know that before i went, i thoroughly read trip reports, and especially appreciated the ones with impeccable attention to detail. i would like to pay that forward, and hopefully help future amigos gain some knowledge. first, i'd like to share my perspective with you. i'm 32 years old. i've never traveled this far by myself. always with family, friends, or the old ex-wife to reno. i've also never had the means to afford something of this caliber. i migrated from mexico city to the bay area in 1989 and i have not come back ever since. seeing mexico again, was going to be important for me. also, i'm not usually a person who goes to wild bars, seedy places, or even drinks much for that matter. my party experience has been the underground rave scene, with happy kids, psychedelics, and fun stuff like that. i thought it would be similar, but it was a world apart from what i experienced. from the beginning, i felt like this journey was going to be more meaningful to me, than your typical carnal connoisseur's visit.

i had 2 wingmen planned out, but karma took them away from my plans, and i ended up going solo. i felt a little wary about coming by myself, considering the recent jump in violence in the city. the decapitations at the bridge, made one of my friends change his mind about coming. i had all sorts of friends trying to talk me out of coming. i guess i felt more comfortable going to mexico, looking very mexican myself. i use my translating ability for my line of work on a daily basis, so i manage to keep my spanish in good shape. i also grew up in the rougher neighborhoods of oakland, so i've learned how to have little street smarts. my friends, unfortunately, are huge anglo nerd hipster douche bags, and felt they might be ostracized if they wore skinny jeans, and vintage sweaters. i did manage to see a few geeks, and fellow nerds abound, prancing around like school children, without a care in the world, mongering to their heart's delight. in a way, i am glad my friends did not go. this is a journey a young jedi must take alone anyways.

i relied on this website mainly, for all of my plans. thank you all for the great attention to detail in the wonderful care in writing all this pertinent and life-saving information, making this trip into the jungle, a cakewalk. i took just enough money to have fun. i brought most of all the supplies suggested on the noob guides. i even got a money belt, flavored water based lube, and crown's super thin condoms. all bought on the same amazon shopping trip. i think they knew what i was up to. i printed out the business card of lic. jose gonzalo manrique, in case the cops might peek into my wallet. i went the extra mile, and i also made a business card on photoshop, in the name of my father, who is an attorney in mexico. he's a property attorney, and i am semi-estranged from him, but i thought i would cover myself both ways. i had a real wallet, with my real docs, cash, and a pseudo wallet, with an expired i'd and the aforementioned business cards. i wore the money belt, and stuffed it with 20's. i left all my hundreds in the hotel, and only took 2 out at a time. i also brought 40 dollar's worth of 2 dollar bills, to pass around the people i would meet throughout the way. that was a wonderful tip, whoever mentioned that here. people really seemed to respond to them. us mexicans and our superstitions, of course. i also made sure to make 10 dollars worth of change, to tip street folks, musicians, and mesero sharks. they sure didn't like my one peso coins jingling on their trays. i got dirty looks from tons of them. except the ones i expertly tipped of course. there was a young guy, with piercings on the bottom of his lip in hk, named "el cholo." super cool fucking cat. not a shark at all. he brought me some really choice ladies. it was awesome. really respectful. not all up in your ass like those other poo-toes. he hooked it up with the vip, knocking before coming in, only once in 2 hours, on a friday night. he earned a 10 dollar tip from me. please make sure to treat him well. i worked with him quite a bit.

i took a plane from san francisco to san diego. virgin airlines had 39 dollar tickets. i sat next to a really cool dentist / anesthesiologist from the ukraine, who was chatting my ear off. world traveler, having gone to many places in europe and asia to teach his craft. he shared his knowledge about the tijuana game, him living in chula vista, and often curing his urge there. he was awesome. he was very happy for me, when i told him it was my 1st time, coming alone, on my birthday. he bought me a drink, and told me everything he could remember about the ins and outs of border town mayhem. he definitely confirmed there is no donkey show. he even told me about meseros, and their fucking bags of chips, no joke. nothing new to you jedi masters, of course, but he was really cool. he set the tone for the rest of my trip. i was already enjoying myself thoroughly.

i arrived, took the 992 bus to the blue line trolley. it was a 1 hour trip total. the trolley was full of people, and it was stuffy as fuck. some fat cholo kid who was sitting in front of me had to [CodeWord140], so he kept telling his younger brother to punch him in the arm, in order to help him not think about the urge. it was mildly amusing while it lasted. i arrived at the border, and went to the exchange house right across the street from the jack in the box. no commission of course. i mad some change, and headed to the pedestrian entry. i got into the taxi hub, and i flagged down an older looking driver. i asked him "cuatro dolares para ir al ticuan? ' he obliged, and helped me with my luggage into his car. i sat in the front, and we chatted about the madness of driving a cab in tijuana. he did not know what i was talking about. i then remembered this is how you drive in mexico. he was very nice. gave me his card. although he recommended i go to the purple rain later, i gave him 5 total for being cordial and telling me where the best carnitas are (uruapan of course). i arrived into the ticuan and checked in. i saw the lady everyone keeps talking about. short gordita, giving me a funny look while i was checking in. i avoided eye contact with this specimen. the young guy checking me in was insanely cordial. she just stood there silently, judging me with her jesus-is-my-boyfriend stare. i stared back, and she engaged me in a staring contest. i won. lol, pendeja. so i check in, and i am taken upstairs by edguan the bellboy. he leads me in, teaches me how to use the safe, and welcomes me. i tipped him one dollar, and proceeded to ask him "donde estan las buenas masajistas?" he told me he knew of some skilled workers, who would come up to my room and tend to me. i told him i would call him, and keep his number handy. you never know when the need for a late night snack might arise. i got showered, shaved, sprayed on my very best italian cologne, slanted my kangol hat the right way, and put on my favorite track jacket. i wanted to look like a fresa de la ciudad, and that's typical attire.

i flagged down a cab, and i asked him to take me to adelitas for 4 dollars. i arrived, and ceremoniously slid the red curtain aside, as i stepped into tittyville. it was a sight to behold. young senoritas as far as the eye can see. this was circa 4 pm. i was looking for creasy. i did not see him. he had described his attire to me, so i kept staring at people's hats, looking for the correct insignia. i took a lap around the bar. no dice. i sat down, and ordered a water. the guy told me it was 3. 25. i gave him 4 dollars, and he came back with my change. i told him to keep it. that was the one and only time i did that. as soon as he left, a chiqua comes and sits next to me. her name evades me. she was in her 30's and had blond, curly hair. she looked like one of my mom's friends, but hotter. she made small talk with me, and asked me to buy her a drink. i told her yes, and they brought her the tiny ficha beer. she sipped it slowly, and we talked about my journey and my reason for being there. she gave me a big kiss on the lips for it being my birthday, and she proceeded to stroke me while guiding my hand to her boob. she told me "esta bien que me agarres las chichis, aqui si se puede hacer eso." i found her honesty refreshing. i proceeded to pinch her nipple through her bra. she then finishes her drink. and asks if i want to go "a cojer." that made me smile more than a little. she pinched my cheek, and licked my ear. i shivered just a little.

i wanted to save my energies for a real looker, so i politely declined, and told her i would see her around. she left and i proceeded to check out the dancer. she was an energetic little thing. her dancing was peculiar. she was not there to please the men. she was there to show off how well she danced, and it showed. i wish i knew her name. she was a real doll. alta, pelo negro, flaca. right behind her was this nalgona, con chichis gigantes. i smiled at her. she smiled back. i waved at her, and vice versa. i made the come hither motion, and she strutted her curvy self next to me. she sat on my lap, and slammed my face into her boobs. she had just finished dancing while i was talking to the curly blonde. her body was still warm, slightly sweaty, and smelled of pheromones and cheap perfume. it was intoxicating. her hair was moist with sweat too. i love perspiring women (when they aren't fat). it was short, black, and modern looking. she had lots of freckles. she also looked like she was pushing 30, when up close. i proceeded to buy her a ficha and discover her assets. she was incredibly firm. i asked her if it was hard to work out that much. she said she had stopped working out much, because she did not want to lose her curves. she had a wonderful little six pack going, despite all that culo. i was in love with her. as i was man-handling her, she allowed me to place my hand in between her thighs, as she squeezed them together very tight. she said that if i liked that, i should see what it feels like if i did that with my cock inside of her."deberias de ver como te la dejo, si me la metes por detras." was her exact phrase. pure fucking poetry. i bought her a 2nd ficha, and she sat on my lap, while we chit chatted about my being there. i was really enjoying her conversation. although she was a fun lap-toy, i wanted younger game to copulate with, so i decided to continue the hunt. i told her i was going to hunt me down a taco, and told her i would be back to find her before her shift ended later.

i stepped out of adelita's and i walk into fresh air, and bright light. it was hot as fuck in there, so the cool wind was very good. i light a cigarette, and loiter, planning my next move. i was still hunting down creasy. i walked down the street, and look around. a taco stand is bustling in the upper right corner of the street. i see a bunch of cops standing there eating, next to some americans, and a few locals. i head on over, and join them. the smell is amazing. their grill is full of carne asada. the meat looks very fresh. i see their al pastor meat mound; it's the size of a large log. there is a plate with a ton of freshly grilled cebollitas, and chiles asados. people are gorging on these, grabbing them by the handful, and helping themselves to it. i am now salivating. i asked al senor 'deme dos de asada, why dos al pastor, por favor." i then notice the tortillas he is using; i also notice everyone's tacos. these fucking things are huge. they are using 2 tortillas on them even. he hands me the 1st two, and i inhale them. i get the next two in the middle of me eating. i can't possibly eat anymore. a musico is sitting next to us singing. he's really good. he has a guitar, and a very raspy voice. i think he's partly blind. truly a talented individual. i offer him my last taco al pastor. he thankfully accepts, and we finish the tacos together. i have never eaten a taco al pastor, so good, in my whole life. i'm a huge fan of tacos, and this current specimen is now the epitome of all tacos that came before it, for me. could this night get any fucking better? i was the whole thing with a coca, and i walk back down to the bars. let me rephrase that, i run for my life, dodging speeding yellow cabs, and narrowly escape with all my limbs still attached.

i walk down the place, and i see las chavelas. i decide to leave it for later, and instead go into the honk kong gentlemen's club. i'm waved in by a big guero looking guy, with a friendly smile. i open the red curtains, and step inside. holy fucking shit. it's the titty twister from dusk 'till dawn. chiquas dancing everywhere. dudes grabbing up on all kindsa ass and titties. girls getting their titties fellated mere feet away from me! what the fuck amigos. why didn't anyone tell me they were so hot. i mean. seriously. habian de todas, carnal. flacas, altas, gueras, chinitas, morenas, nalgonas, chichonas, why mas! way better than adelitas. a huge stupid smile came over my face. i could not wipe it off for the next hour or so. holy fucking crap. why haven't i been here before, was a thought that kept running into my mind. i walked past the girls, walking around, and looking at the goods, still smiling my stupid grin. i then remembered i was still looking for creazy. i went upstairs and then again down. no dude with hat with special logo yet. i went downstairs, and came down the back entrance. i noticed there was 2 girls flopping around in shaving cream downstairs. holy god damn. they were ass naked, with one dildo each, stuffing it inside themselves. the girls performing were scarlett, and luna. beautiful specimens. incredible bodies. scarlett's face was beautiful to me. if anyone has a picture of her, i would be insanely grateful. i really regret not taking a good camera. she was so dark, and small, and sexy. she looked fucking sassy, just sitting there bent over, waving her sudsy ass at the patrons. before the night was done, i knew i would have to bless them both with my scepter. i proceeded to sit down. i sat there mesmerized, as they flopped around the stage. there must have been 8 or 9 guys total, sitting on the stage, tipping. i noticed not all of them were tipping. i figured their arms must be broken, or not working. the girls flopped over to me. i rolled up my sleeves, and placed a dollar bill on each of their stomachs. their perfectly flat, sudsy, creamy stomachs were delightful. i then grabbed each of their dildos in each hand, and impaled them simultaneously. it was now definitely okay. i could die right now, in a horrible and humiliating manner, and it would be totally okay. i just fucked 2 girls with 2 dildos for 2 dollars. kill me before i implode, i thought. or not. i then placed another 2 dollars on top of them, and rubbed their perfect little kitties. it was very comforting to do that to a perfect stranger, in front of a bunch of strangers. i can almost quantify the moment when my brain clicked, and i knew what i was doing. i realized that i had this dumb, shocked expression on my face, my mouth was gaping open, and the girls were pointing at me and laughing. i think they smelled the noob in me. they were loving it. they both came up to me, gave me a kiss, and then slapped me in the face, getting suds all over it. fucking epic. i sat down, and ordered water, from the shark, i mean mesero who accosted me first. i noticed other guys were fellating these women on the stage after i did what i did. beautiful carnality, live and unfettered mere inches away from my face. what a wonderful thing for a man to experience. life truly is better in mexico. especially when you have a bunch of dollar bills to spare. i spent about 6 dollars, gorging on a grope fest previously unimaginable in anything in america.

i could not take it anymore. i wanted to bang the next hot thing that i saw. by this point, i was very hot, temperature wise. i usually run hot, so being in hk was heaven, and hell combined. the place had a smell like cinnamon and sex. i walked out of the back entrance, and i stepped into a cool evening breeze. sweet relief. i needed to release. i turned to the left, and the next thing i notice, is my arm sleeve being pulled by a beautiful young woman, with thin sharpie eyebrows, a beautiful face, humongous breasts, and a short, black mini skirt. i shook her hand, introduced myself, and she told me her name was maria. she began to rub my cock with her knee, and then asked me if i wanted to go to the hotel for 20 dollars. i instantly obliged, and we went upstairs. we paid the 5 dollars. we went into the room. she proceeded to take her clothes off. i took mine off, and layed back. she took off her bra, and pulled her huge perfect tits out. she had big, thumb sized nipples, and they were perfectly smooth. they almost looked fake, they were so nice. i sucked them, and she grabbed my cock and played with it. she was getting turned on by my superb oral skills. she proceeded to put on a condom on me. she told me "quieres que te lo chupe?". i simply smiled and pushed her head down into the microphone. she said,"te va a costar cinco dolares." i forgot to handle the details earlier, i thought to myself. i was so horny; i forgot some of the commandments. oh well, she was very cheap to begin with, and this was some good action, for the buck i spent. she proceeded to give me a slow, loving blowjob, and i fingered her kitty. a tight fit, for one of my fingers. she had a nice little bush going too. i dug it. reminded me of this vato loca chick i used to mess around with in high school. i was in heaven. she asked me "ya me quieres cojer?". i said yes, and she rode me cowgirl. i was pinching her nipples as she did. they were really hard. it was very satisfying. after a few minutes, i switched it up, and finished her doggy style. i had a shuddering orgasm, as the tallachero came-a-knocking. she screams "ya casi." and we clean up. i pay her 25 dollars, and then also hand her a 2 dollar bill,"para la buena suerte." her eyes lit up when i handed it to her. she loved it. she said she had received one a very long time ago, and she had lost it somehow. the planets were on my side this night, i thought. she gave me a deep long kiss, and told me i should look for her later.

maria also told me she would go toda la noche with me, and asked me if i wanted to go dancing on friday to las pulgas. i was honored by her request. i didn't really ask her. i just told her i was new there basically. i told her i was staying at the ticuan, and that i might take her up on her offer. i told her i had some free passes for las pulgas when i checked into the hotel. she told me her shift ended at 10 pm, and that i should look for her. i walked her back to her spot, kissed her on the check, said goodbye, and proceeded to walk around in the night air. the streets were bustling with mongers, senoritas, bouncers, meseros, hustlers, taqueros, policias, and oodles more. i recall this specific moment giving me great joy. what a wonderful fucking city. the air was electric with life. love, lust, joy, and desperation all flowing together. so good, it should be illegal i thought. so far, the best vacation ever (and i've been to disneyland twice!).

all this stimulus was making me hungry again. i walked around, to the upper right taco stand again. i had another taco al pastor. i drowned it in lime juice, salt, and salsa. i got a handful of cebollas, rabanos, and a chile asado. i chilled by the wall, taking the sights in. somehow, this taco was even better than the 1st one i ate. the meat was fried a little more, so it was a little crunchy, and the spicy grease on it, tasted great. i felt so satisfied. i cleaned up, payed, tipped the guy an extra buck. fucking amazing tacos, i wanted to scream it at them, but i instead thanked him politely for the best taco i've ever had in my life. he laughed and thanked me gratefully. i decided that the hunt for creasy must continue. i ran across the street, and back into the hong kong club. i was not curious about any other bar any more, after stepping into that palace of debauchery. i have a strong urge to continue my evolution into a sinful brilliant oversexed bastard, and i go back into the bar street.

i walk back in, and walk around. this time, i walk around the bar, and decide to introduce myself to a couple of the senoritas. i walk up to a nice chinita looking spinner, wearing a black g-string and nerdy glasses, and slip a dollar into her g-string, while i whisper into her ear. i grab her hip as i squeeze her closer to me. she smelled great. the olfactory sense can be the greatest aphrodisiac. i repeated this action, with several more girls, as i walked around the bar. some of them grabbed my crotch; some of them rubbed their ass on it. one of them grabbed my hands, and let me pinch her nipples. one of them asked me to buy her a drink. i told her i was touring the grounds, i had just arrived, but i would look for her later. she smiled, and kissed me on the cheek. i began to walk around a little more. i looked at a booth, and i see a hat with a familiar insignia. it's creasy my neazy! i'm very happy to see my first amigo there. i introduce myself, and i sit with him in the booth. he's currently being joined by an absolutely amazing cutie, with sparkling eyes. top choice cut. i see creasy is getting his fun on with this chick. i'm not sure if he digs an audience, so i dip out real quick. i'm still not fully down with the etiquette of ficha fucking with others in front. i imagine the girl might not get as fun, if she has another dude in front of her (unless she is awesome.)

i walk around a little while more. i sit, and tip at the south stage. i am in awe by their dancing. some of them really get down on that acrobat's ring. that shit is awesome. i'm the only one clapping, and whistling. the mc is the only other most excited fellow in current vicinity. i tip, grope, feel, kiss, suck nipples, and rub clits, for another 20 minutes or so. this time i order an orange juice. yum, tang! i fucking love tang. oh, by the way, by this time of the night, i've been asked to have my picture taken about 6 times. i must be quite handsome, i thought.

i walk around to [CodeWord140], and i decide to refill my wallet. i go to the cagadero, and i remove a hundred dollars from my belt safe. i tip the bathroom guy a peso, and i go change the bill into ones and fives. i then bump into creasy. i walk with him outside to get some air. we reiterate our introductions. i'm usually a nervous person meeting new people, but everyone i have met so far on my trip has been more than accommodating. we walk around the block, checking out the sg talent. creasy spots a few nenitas. i can't take my eyes off this chinita. some of them are absolutely gorgeous. i'm definitely getting myself a mexicana as a wife, from here. fuck these americanized, rotten, evil, money hungry, wenches. our consumer culture consumes its own consumers. but i digress. yo quiero culo. we stroll around, and we look for a sg named sandra. we fail to find her. we stroll into the chicago club. we sit, and shoot the shit. we spot 2 senoritas. yoko and her young friend isabella (i think.). we proceed to buy them a ficha each, and get to know them a little closer. isabella has long straight brown, blondish hair, and a lower lip piercing. she has perfect skin. she has perfect eyes, and is dressed in a very classy dress. she says she is 20 years old. she looks so healthy, and young. her skin is tight as a drum. firmness abound. she enjoys being caressed. i notice that trying to be somewhat personable to them. i find myself immensely enjoying chit chatting with the chiquas. they are very inquisitive about the states. i love to explain things (oh yeah) , and i deal in a lot of customer service in spanish, so my people skills are razor sharp. i enjoyed listening to them talk. some of them are very intelligent. the spanish language is a beautiful tongue. i enjoy listening it to it be spoken well, and to have a beautiful muchachita, talking to me, and allowing me to enjoy her physical presence, was well worth the price of admission. i swear upon everything that is holy to me (xbox360, pot, sweet culos) , that 98% of the girls i met, sipped their fichas quite slowly. i think they genuinely enjoy being treated respectfully, and treating them like human beings. we all have a heart. they are young ladies. i know our stupid ass twisted american puritan upbringing teaches us to poo on their profession, but yet, praise real working girls like paris hilton and sarah palin (zing!). any who, it was my impression that it really helped to click with them to remember those simple rules.

creasy and his date excuse themselves to do the vertical tango. i didn't want isabella to be left out, so i asked her if she wanted to go arriba. i asked her if 600 pesos was okay. she obliged, and we proceeded to make the journey upstairs. everyone stared at us as we went up. that's right pinches gueyes. miren que me voy a cojer! we go upstairs, she turns on the porn, and goes into the bathroom to undress. she is fucking perfect. she has a belly button piercing. she has a beautiful curved ass. she ha wonderful b-cup breasts, with perfectly dark hershey kiss nipples. they match her beautiful pussy lips. she puts a condom on my now hulk-like erection. god she is fucking hot, i thought. much hotter than maria. she gobbles my thing like it ain't no thang. i jerk backwards in ecstasy. she laughs at me, and calls me payaso. she goes down again, all the way to the back of her throat. i feel it slam in there. i am loving this intensely. i rub her ass, and touch her silky kitty. she's ready to play. she rides me cowgirl. she rides me hard. she feels me deep inside of her. she grinds the cock, and squeals just perfectly. she grabs my hands and makes me squeeze her nipples. i do as so, and i she leans back, arching her spine. i then grab her hips, and begin to pound her hard, making her bounce nicely. she grabs my chest, and is panting heavily now. i think she came. i flip her around, and then fuck her doggy style standing up next to the bed. her ass and legs curve perfectly. her skin is wet with sex sweat, and she is panting still. i pound her ass until she can't stand up anymore. she made me super-horny, and she is now paying for it. time to bring it on home. i grab her missionary, on the side of the bed, and pound her while holding her legs, and ankles together. i explode inside of her, and then lay next to her, licking her panting, warm skin, from her tits and neck. did i mention i was a filthy freak? oh yeah. after a minute or two of this, comes the knock, knock, knock. she screams,"okay." and we get dressed up. we walk out. i say goodbye to her in the hotel lobby. i thank her, i call her my munequita, and i kiss her on the cheek. i walk back into the cool night air, and go look for my compadre creasy. i bump into him either in the street, or the hong kong bar (i think. by this time, my memory is slightly fuzzy, due to the sensory overload of tonight.) we hang out for a little while in a booth, checking out the nalgas, and hanging out. it's coming close to the midnight hour, and creasy has to drive back to la. we bid our goodbyes, and i'm flying solo again. my heart is still pounding from the excitement of my adventure so far. i'm continually thanking my lucky stars for being able to be here, having such a fucking blast. time for another taco. i still have many more hours to burn. i can't sleep in this condition. i go outside to look for another street girl to take arriba. i find the nice little chinita who smiled at me earlier. she says her name is iris. 20 dollars, plus 10 for "todo lo demas". cbj. 3 positions, sucked on her perfect be cups, and i collapsed on top of her after finishing in missionary. i bought another taco, and then took a yellow cab home to the ticuan, my ears and heart still thumping with excitement. i have been in tijuana for 9 hours. i have lived more in these 9 hours, than the past 3 years of my life.

day 2 to be continued.

[Keg]

Los "Raiders" hombres.

[MadisonGuy]

Go Packers! Another cheesehead here, it would be hilarious to have a bar filled with cheeseheads during a packer game, I can only imagine how increased our gringo status would be.

[DJ FourMoney]

DJ, not sure how this will fit into the plan but I'am a transplanted Cheesehead, that translates to major Packer fan. But I would be happy to put a few bucks on the Raiders and we can both have a blast cheering for the Raiders. The only week it won't work is week 14 when the Packers play the Raiders.

I usually don't like watching the games in the Caliente to many degenarate gamblers. I will usually end up watching the games in Las Chavales or Tropical. I can usually get the waiter to have the guy in the booth switch to the game. However I did learn don't have anyone mess with the tv's if there is a soccer game on.

I'am shopping around for an online book that is reliable and offers a big bonus so if you kmow of one and got a minute PM me

No problem with the Packers, more of America's team than the self-proclaimed "America's Team" (Dallas).

I don't know where they watch the games at Caliente anyway so it doesn't really matter where I watch it. No NFL Sunday Ticket this year which sucks so I'm going to have to do something about that. I saw your post and the idea popped into my head. .

There's only one book I have used over the years, I'll send you a link in a PM.

[Baxter Slade]

Hey Hugo if your a Chargers fan and not obnoxious about it, we should do Caliente during the football season. I bet on football as well I just haven't done it down in Mexico, usually do it online or in Vegas. If your a Raider Fan then we should definitely do a weekend at Caliente!

Crowds just don't bother me. I was thinking more financial since I'm on a limited and I do mean limited budget. I'm thinking escorts MAY be a better value. Unless it just goes horribly wrong there isn't much clock watching and compare the prices for the usual stops vs escort and the value is there IF it can be taken advantage of.

DJ, not sure how this will fit into the plan but I'am a transplanted Cheesehead, that translates to major Packer fan. But I would be happy to put a few bucks on the Raiders and we can both have a blast cheering for the Raiders. The only week it won't work is week 14 when the Packers play the Raiders.

I usually don't like watching the games in the Caliente to many degenarate gamblers. I will usually end up watching the games in Las Chavales or Tropical. I can usually get the waiter to have the guy in the booth switch to the game. However I did learn don't have anyone mess with the tv's if there is a soccer game on.

I'am shopping around for an online book that is reliable and offers a big bonus so if you kmow of one and got a minute PM me

[Artisttyp]

As far as the best day to go I used to go on weekends alot but have made the switch to Thursdays. Thursday seems to be a good day the selection of ladies seems good, the clubs are not dead, but at the same time you don't have to deal with huge crowds either.

Agreed. Even arrive on Thurs then leave on SAT would be a good deal. Better yet WED thru SAT afternoon. Then of course you would have the line to deal with. Personally I would stay a few days in Tijuana. There are so many affordable hotels it doesn't make sense to not stay. Dollar tacos and bakeries will keep you full for an entire weekend. Bring your own sheets and pillow if you want comfort. Seriously.

My budget in general for any mongering trip is $100. $120 a day. This includes chicas food drink shopping. Hotel is separate.

It's a generous amount but it still puts me in the budget monger category. If I had affordable pfp where I lived I might be considered well to do. It takes me all that money to bang low end skanks and people still give me flack over being a gutter monger.

Some days I go with spending $50 all day including pfp. The thing about TJ is there is always that chance you can find a desperate chica who will do "whatever" for $20. If you are flexible in the looks department this will lower your daily costs considerably. I had one who tossed my salad and bbbj me for $20. How can you go wrong ? Add to that a cheap room and it leaves me +$30 that I wouldn't of had otherwise.

DJ no offense but staying at the ticuan and escorts don't see to fit the budget you mentioned...better to stretch it out and live like a local.