D. F. Street Scene

[Juan Carter]

I have just arrived in Mexico City and I am wondering what the strip clubs here are like.
Can you pay for a private room and sex? Which club is the best?

No, Harry. Read the forum. Even when they offered sex in the privados the strip clubs in CDMX were far too expensive and dangerous.

On a lark I visited the sexshop La Casa Verde on the 4th floor of the Plaza Juarez, across from the Alameda. At casaverde 4 piso It wasn't nearly as nice as the Erotica at Metrobus Alvaro Obregon at MBAlvaroObregon. The entrance price was the same, 60 pesos but there was no bar and only two girls were working. Both wanted $500 pesos for 1/2 hour in cabinas where creepy guys watch through peep holes and cracks in the door. Oral natural was not on the table. As I was leaving a very nice, thin, young and pretty girl was escorted in by a double of guys who announced that anyone who bought a $100 peso gift from the sexshop could participate in the gangbang. It was only the second I have participated in. She did a stellar job of it, two dicks in each hand, one in her mouth BBBJ and another guy pumping from behind. Just like a porn move except in a darkened room. I mean, really, $100 pesos is $5. 38 USD. With the $60 peso entrance fee, my cost was $8. 61 USD. I later found that Fernanda's gangbang had been announced on the SexShop twitter page.

[HarryDubois]

I have just arrived in Mexico City and I am wondering what the strip clubs here are like.

Can you pay for a private room and sex?

Which club is the best?

[Fuddzie]

I don't call internationally, I get an inexpensive TelCel chip for my unlocked 'phone and just add the local number to my contacts. 55 is the Mexico City "city code" so a local call would be to 55 XXXX XXXX or 55 XXXXXXXX.

WhatsApp instructions for International calls are at this link https://faq.whatsapp.com/en/android/21016748 and I believe (according to the link instruction) you would enter your contact as +52 1 55 XXXX XXXX or +52155 XXXXXXXX The 52 being the "country code for Mexico. City Codes: 55 Mexico City, 33 Guadalajara, 81 Monterrey, etc.

Thank you!! It'; s the "1" that was missing.

[Juan Carter]

A post that had the response I asked for has been deleted for some reason. I need the correct why to put in Whatsapp phone numbers. I hope someone can help me out. Thanks!

I don't call internationally, I get an inexpensive TelCel chip for my unlocked 'phone and just add the local number to my contacts. 55 is the Mexico City "city code" so a local call would be to 55 XXXX XXXX or 55 XXXXXXXX.

WhatsApp instructions for International calls are at this link https://faq.whatsapp.com/en/android/21016748 and I believe (according to the link instruction) you would enter your contact as +52 1 55 XXXX XXXX or +52155 XXXXXXXX The 52 being the "country code for Mexico. City Codes: 55 Mexico City, 33 Guadalajara, 81 Monterrey, etc.

[WombatEd2]

A post that had the response I asked for has been deleted for some reason. I need the correct why to put in Whatsapp phone numbers. I hope someone can help me out. Thanks!

I've never seen any contact info posted in the public threads; I think it's forbidden. I see people suggesting things like "Contact me by Private Message and I'll give you her. ".

[Fuddzie]

A post that had the response I asked for has been deleted for some reason. I need the correct why to put in Whatsapp phone numbers. I hope someone can help me out. Thanks!

[Juan Carter]

A few more Tlalpan screenshots.

[Juan Carter]

While making plans for my trip next month I encountered on Google Street View the images below that are dated August 2017. The first four taken in front of the Hotel Condesa (not the fancy one) just south of Metro Villa de Cortes. The others are taken within a block north of the Metro station, the girl in red was in front of the Hotel Harare.

[Dtaylor1972]

I have passed up street twat for the following reason; I see a girl that fits my needs and I ask for priced and given a priced of (for example) 350 pesos for 20 minutes. Or 1050 / HR If I want "completo" it's an additional 550 pesos. Complete has meant covered BJ and nothing more. . I have taken a girl to the hotel they work out of and for 350 aint nothings going to happen and the nickel and dime upsale begins. Having escorts has proven to be the logical way to go. Am I doing something wrong with the street scene? I do speak Spanish.

Yes. The street girls are about the haggle. Except there really isn't much haggling. Negotiate it all on the street before you start walking. If you don't discuss it. It'll cost extra later!
They generally are in the same range. 250-350 for a quickie, 100 for desnudo, 100 positions, 100 caricias. You likely won't get a BBBJ out of a street girl!

IMHO. Twitter girls are the way to go. Though hunting is fun. I'd rather spend my dough on someone who kinda enjoys what they do (or at least acts like it.).

[Juan Carter]

I have passed up street twat for the following reason; I see a girl that fits my needs and I ask for priced and given a priced of (for example) 350 pesos for 20 minutes. Or 1050 / HR If I want "completo" it's an additional 550 pesos. Complete has meant covered BJ and nothing more. . I have taken a girl to the hotel they work out of and for 350 aint nothings going to happen and the nickel and dime upsale begins. Having escorts has proven to be the logical way to go. Am I doing something wrong with the street scene? I do speak Spanish.

No. You are not doing anything wrong. I rarely date a street girl anymore because it is so hard to find one that offers BBBJ and because of the "cafeteria" pricing system. The prices are about the same whether is in La Merced, on Puente de Alvarado, or Calle Sullivan and are pretty much fixed regardless how attractive or unattractive the girl may be. The base price quoted ($220 pesos?) is for a 15 or 20 minute poke, fully clothed and your time is up as soon as you ejaculate. It is extra for "desnuda", extra for touching, extra for kisses and maybe extra for the room and condom (note, no plural). The important thing is that you get the price, the time offered and the exact services expected clearly agreed upon before you go to the room and you will likely be disappointed anyway. She may tell you that that the cost of the room is included, perhaps 70 to 100 pesos, that she will ask you to front before you go up the stairs. You cannot rely on generalizations like "servicio completo" or "trato de novios" and you can never expect DFKs, or multiple shots on goal or. It is easier to negotiate for anal than for BBBJ. Depending on market conditions and your negotiating skills, for $500 to $800 pesos you can probably get "Treinta minutos desnuda, besos, me permites tocar, con oral and relacion vaginal. Costo de la habitacion and condon incluido. " I carry my own condom as what the girl provides she gets for free from health organizations and they are very thick.

In spite of this, I enjoy strolling the street areas and chatting up the girls. I have, on rare occasions, found decent service and even some along Puente de Alvarado who would come to my nearby room.

The economy is with escorts. For between $800 and $1500 (plus $300 for the room) you can get an hour to two with all of these same services plus GFE, multiple shots on goal and probably DFKs and BBBJ. If not included, anal is usually an extra $200 or $300 but I don't partake of this. I don't date girls who don't offer DFK and BBBJ. Very rarely you can find a girl who offers a room included option. Some girls will come to your place of lodging at no extra charge if it is near a metro stop. If not, you may have to rent a short term room along the Metro, probably the blue line #2 for escorts in this price range and most likely along Calz. Tlalpan. Check out the escorts thread http://www.internationalsexguide.inf...-D.-F.-Escorts.

[Fuddzie]

I have passed up street twat for the following reason; I see a girl that fits my needs and I ask for priced and given a priced of (for example) 350 pesos for 20 minutes. Or 1050 / HR If I want "completo" it's an additional 550 pesos. Complete has meant covered BJ and nothing more. . I have taken a girl to the hotel they work out of and for 350 aint nothings going to happen and the nickel and dime upsale begins. Having escorts has proven to be the logical way to go. Am I doing something wrong with the street scene? I do speak Spanish.

[Dtaylor1972]

Her working name was Danna Broke and she had frequent twitter posts as recent as December 20. There are photos of the guy who took the room and of his motorcycle, with plate number. There must be a special place in hell for he that would deprive the world of such beauty. She was notorious in Argentina with a number of publicized scandals and had been living and working in CDMX for about a year.

Yep. It's a shame! And this will only make the good girls more spooked.

A good reminder though that even seasoned vets need to keep their wits about them (and most of these girls are seasoned vets!) .

It's relatively safe for us, but there are bad guys out there. Keep your eyes and ears open, and don't do dumb stiff like getting wasted. Going out flashing cash / jewelry / clothing.

[Juan Carter]

Another escort murder just a few days ago, this time at the Hotel Pasadena. She was an Argentinian, Karen Ailen, whose working name was Danna. http://www.diario21.tv/notix2/movil2...aren-ailen.htm.

Her working name was Danna Broke and she had frequent twitter posts as recent as December 20. There are photos of the guy who took the room and of his motorcycle, with plate number. There must be a special place in hell for he that would deprive the world of such beauty. She was notorious in Argentina with a number of publicized scandals and had been living and working in CDMX for about a year.

[Juan Carter]

Another escort murder just a few days ago, this time at the Hotel Pasadena. She was an Argentinian, Karen Ailen, whose working name was Danna. http://www.diario21.tv/notix2/movil2...aren-ailen.htm.

[Captain Solo]

A sob travel story by a Michigan couple first time to Mexico City.

They got stood up by their travel companions and just did not know what to do in a big city full of crimes and violence. They never heard of travel guide books or online resources. They threw themselves into the hands of unknown locals.

Lucky they did not get robbed, kidnapped, beat up or worse, by the criminals. Their story is the best example how not to travel anywhere, especially a foreign country.

http://www.latimes.com/travel/la-tr-...203-story.html

Our first trip to Mexico was so amazing it opened the way for many happy returns — and a new world of travel.

Travel offers more lasting pleasure than mere acquisition of things, numerous studies show, a concept that millennial seem to have made their own.

Before cellphones and social media and long before the word "millennial" signified a generation, my husband, Phil, and I tumbled to that mind-set by a serendipitous series of events.

Having left family and friends in Michigan, we faced our first Christmas as newlyweds alone in California. One evening Phil came home with an offer: A well-traveled couple from his workplace suggested we join them for a trip to Mexico City around Christmas.

Brilliant idea, we thought, and a hedge against homesickness. We coordinated flights and hotel reservations. But shortly before our departure date, we learned that the other couple couldn't make the trip.

What to do? Neither of us was well-traveled; our honeymoon, for instance, consisted of driving across the country. In fact, we had never traveled outside the United States, and we didn't speak Spanish.

But we already had our plane tickets and hotel reservations. To calm our fears, we reminded ourselves that our relocation to California was relatively seamless. Could a short trip to Mexico really be that daunting or different? Of course we would go!

The first morning in the Mexican capital we left the hotel and stepped into the swirl of pedestrian traffic on the Paseo de la Reforma. We had counted on our sophisticated friends to recommend points of interest, but even if we'the had specific places in mind, we wouldn't have known how to get there.

We stood befuddled, gaping at a golden angel poised on her pedestal, cars streaming around the traffic circle beneath her.

"Can I help you find something?" The neatly dressed stranger who approached us introduced himself as Enrique and offered to be our guide for the day. Maybe he just expected to give us directions, but more likely he was trolling hotels looking for clueless tourists.

We fairly leapt at his offer, even though this is not and has never been a recommended method of hiring a guide. We got lucky.

Soon we found ourselves scaling the Pyramid of the Sun at Teotihuacan, about 30 miles from Mexico City.

By week's end, Enrique had shepherded us through a list of the capital's greatest hits: the cathedral and National Palace in the Zócalo, Chapultepec Park and its museums, folklórico dancing at the Palacio de Bellas Artes, colorful boats plying the canals in Xochimilco.

Enrique even drove us to the silver town of Taxco, about 110 miles from Mexico City, with a stop in Cuernavaca to admire Diego Rivera's stunning murals.

Then he proffered this invitation: "We're having a small party tomorrow evening, and my wife and I would be honored to have you come.

"If you agree, I'll pick you up about 8 o'clock. ".

We spent Christmas Eve with Enrique, his wife, Cristina, and the neighbors from their apartment building. In the spacious courtyard, they introduced us to Las Posadas, the musical reenactment of Joseph and Mary's search for shelter.

We followed the procession from one apartment to the next until finally the last door was flung open and the travelers were welcomed.

Then the children took center stage. Several blindfolded kids took a whack at the piñata, a papier-mâché donkey, until one boy found the sweet spot and candies and trinkets spilled out.

After the scramble for treasures, the adults drifted inside for drinks. Maybe it was the amiable crowd wishing us "Feliz Navidad" or maybe it was the vodka and grapefruit juice, but we basked in the warmth of the Christmas season.

Later, Cristina invited us for Christmas dinner. We dined on lechóand, suckling pig with an apple clamped between its jaws. It was another first and a fitting finale to our immersion into Mexican culture.

I had barely settled into my airline seat for the flight home before I vowed to return, and I have — to coastal resorts and colonial cities, to Cuernavaca for language lessons, to archaeological sites from Chihuahua to Chiapas.

We also have traveled to other countries, but nothing has ever topped that first trip. Mexico showed us its best: the attractions, of course, but especially the warm, welcoming people who introduced us to the pleasures of travel.