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[Smoothy]

I go to Balikpapan and the area around next November. Info about or favorite activities over there is difficult to find.

Don't worry, you will have fun.

[DelBosque]

I go to Balikpapan and the area around next November. Info about or favorite activities over there is difficult to find.

Who knows more?

[Irish Mongrel]

Stayed in the Aston Bogor Hotel and Resort for a couple of nights. Went down to the Spa and extras are on offer although I wasn't actually looking. Masseuse was pretty persistent about trying to get me to have a BJ. I didn't ask, and when she got to the end of what was an OK massage she pointed and asked "you want more" quoting showing 5-0 with her hands, which I guess meant 50 USD. Might have been tempted if she hadn't been in her 40's with a gap bigger than Madonna in her front teeth! Kepy on asking, saying penis and giggling away. Ah well she could but try. So if you are here, on the look for something, and not that fussy, it is available. Saying that, just found out that this is a dry hotel, so better bring your own booze if you want somethign to drink. Don; t thnk there is that much happenign in general around here. Possibly need to get a taxi over to Sentul for fun, at least there are some bars there. Doubt I'll be out this way again.

[Michielles]

I don't think there are many massage agencies around. Last year I managed to get extras from a massage lady at a hotel (forgot name of hotel) in the town of Sentani (where the airport of Jayapura is located).

In Jayapura I stayed at Swissbel hotel, no massage was available at that time. Tried Tinder but no one dared to come to the hotel. Had better luck with inquring the bell-boy because he was able to get hold of a decent girl. But not very memorable, she had a bad attitude.

Bernard.

Hi Bernard,

I stayed at the Swiss Hotel, and they have a spa now. You can choose in-room or a massage at the spa. I asked for the girl to come to the room (Sarah a 10/10). I booked her for 1,5 HR's, but after half HR I got so bored, the massage was so bad!! I asked if I could massage her instead. This was not a problem, and after a few minutes she asked if I wanted t fuck her. Men of course I didn't say no!! Unfortunately my 1,5 HR were over before I know it. Took a shower together and Sarah was gone. Don't know if she is doing this with all her customers, bec I didn't had to pay her anything for the extras!

I asked for her again the next day, but it was her day off.

[FunMan13]

Thanks for your reply. I will stay in Jl Sosrowijayan area, 200 m is nothing. I usually rent a bike anyway. I don't really have a budget on hotels, but I don't stay in the Hilton or Marriott. Are you familiar with Fave Hotels? I like that level of quality, I. E. As long as it's clean, safe, comfortable bed, good AC, good shower and good WiFi.

Those streets are only 200 m apart as the crow flies. Jl Sosrowijayan is quieter and more conveniently located for Jl Malioboro, if that is a factor for you. Also, Jl Sosrowijayan is where many of the tour "offices" are, and is the pickup / drop off point for at least some tours. Last time, I stayed further north, in the 101 Yogyakarta Tugu, which was fine but I would not go out of my way to recommend it, because of the slightly so-so location. If I were to return, I'd go for Jl Sosrowijayan or thereabouts. BTW, you did not mention your budget, but most of the hotels in that general area are 2-3 star, or 4 tops.

[MaxAircon]

I will visit Yogyakarta in mid September. I will post again when my dates are confirmed. I hope to meet up with brother mongers for drinks and ammo exchange.

I notice many hotels between Jl Pasar Kembang and Jl Sosrowijayan, on the east side. Should I get a hotel in that area? I also plan to rent a motorbike. Any recommendation is appreciated. You can PM me. Thanks.

Funman13.

Those streets are only 200 m apart as the crow flies. Jl Sosrowijayan is quieter and more conveniently located for Jl Malioboro, if that is a factor for you. Also, Jl Sosrowijayan is where many of the tour "offices" are, and is the pickup / drop off point for at least some tours. Last time, I stayed further north, in the 101 Yogyakarta Tugu, which was fine but I would not go out of my way to recommend it, because of the slightly so-so location. If I were to return, I'd go for Jl Sosrowijayan or thereabouts. BTW, you did not mention your budget, but most of the hotels in that general area are 2-3 star, or 4 tops.

[FunMan13]

I will visit Yogyakarta in mid September. I will post again when my dates are confirmed. I hope to meet up with brother mongers for drinks and ammo exchange.

I notice many hotels between Jl Pasar Kembang and Jl Sosrowijayan, on the east side. Should I get a hotel in that area? I also plan to rent a motorbike. Any recommendation is appreciated. You can PM me. Thanks.

Funman13.

[Truckdriver]

The red light district in Yogyakarta is located at google maps coordinates -7.790743,110.362741. You can enter either from the north on street Jalan Pasar Kembang or from the south on street Sosrowijayan. The quality of the girls is mixed. The reasonably attractive girls wouldn't go below 500,000 Rupiah.

[Offshore Swell]

OS took off from Jakarta last Saturday afternoon to visit his friends in Cikarang. Heading East into darkening clouds on a motorbike he was extremely lucky to dodge the rain. The roads being jammed up with people doing Saturday shopping all the way out through Bekasi and on. OS can only marvel at the skill of Jakarta's angkot minivan drivers in being able to choke off major roads by parking in strategic positions. Defiantly sitting there smoking while everybody banks up at the bottleneck. OS thinks a 120 DB sound cannon would teach these gobloks a lesson as he finally squeezes past.

Arriving in Cikarang the lads are busy. These guys are traders come gangsters from Madura that have prevailed over others in the cut throat world of local business. Surprisingly well organised, co-operative and resourced they have regular nights at the local karaoke dens which is the plan tonight. OS sits round in a scrap yard swatting mosquitoes and watching the cats fornicate for a couple of hours. Listening to competing calls to prayer while the crew pay their respects to the mosque and family duties.

Prayers over it's off to play. We start with Japanese food, beer and then on to Infinity karaoke and up to our private room. Eight of us file in and they bring fruit platters, beer, five bottles of whiskey and a line up of fifteen girls which we each select one to be our special friend for the evening. The door closes, the lights go down and off we go. The whiskey flows and everybody gets terribly loose. The girls snuggle in between songs and dances and once again the washroom serves as a convenient location of discretion. Pretty soon two of the girls are stripping on the table housing the karaoke screen. OS seems to remember leaping up there himself and thrusting his big thing into the mouth of one while all the girls screamed at the size of it. It seemed to be quite debauched. One girl dragged OS into the washroom to try that big thing out. OS isn't very good at mixing whisky and sex so it was a bit fumbly but OS loves these outrageous situations for what they are and with the girl all spread out on the washroom bench and OS drunkenly trying to feed it in.

The room was a bit of a mess when we switched the lights on at the end. Girls were available for takeout but while OS's brain was willing. The body was fading and off we went to the noodle cart for chicken noodles. Just like the lads do everywhere.

[BernardIndo]

I don't think there are many massage agencies around. Last year I managed to get extras from a massage lady at a hotel (forgot name of hotel) in the town of Sentani (where the airport of Jayapura is located).

In Jayapura I stayed at Swissbel hotel, no massage was available at that time. Tried Tinder but no one dared to come to the hotel. Had better luck with inquring the bell-boy because he was able to get hold of a decent girl. But not very memorable, she had a bad attitude.

Bernard.

Hi all,

I'm about to go on a business trip to Jayapura for a few days. Anybody have an update on a nice place to go (massage escort)?

[PervDrj]

I switched up my business this year and was in solo for about a month. I traveled up to Jodja a few times as well.

The place to find all the ladies now is Twitter. Well I pulled a couple from tinder as well, but Twitter is your friend. Looks to be all over Indonesia with some talent traveling around. Some hashtags to search. #bosolo #wpsolo #bisyarsolo #exposolo of course you can change solo for whatever town you are in.

Expo are the travelers so they tend to give a schedule of when they will be in town. DP is deposit. You don't want to do that. Some will insist just move on.

[Michielles]

Hi all,

I'm about to go on a business trip to Jayapura for a few days. Anybody have an update on a nice place to go (massage escort)?

[IronQuinn]

I'll be spending a couple days in Padang, Sumatra next month. Can someone confirm any action out that way?

[MaxAircon]

After occupying the day with a mix of chilling out and sightseeing, I felt an increasing need to get back in the saddle. Back to Jl. Sosrow for something to eat and drink. Bumped into my would-be guide from the previous evening, this time with an even more enthusiastic sales pitch.

At his bidding, I followed him up past the junction of Jl. Sosrow and Jl. Gandekan. About 200 m beyond he junction, on the right hand side, is a small massage place, which from the outside appeared to be closed. Interestingly, I noticed a small sign stating that the place was strictly legit. My guide talked to a chap who I presumed was the owner, and he took out his cracked smart phone and offered a photo catalogue of a dozen or so young women. It was a little hard to guage but I was not impressed by the offering, declined politely, and started walking back in the direction from which I had come.

By the time I arrived at the junction, my guide had summoned another contact, who gave me me his smartphone to inspect his collection. Got a some quizzical looks from a few passers-by while this was happening. Well this collection was markedly better than the previous one, and although it was still hard to assess attractiveness levels, I selected what appeared to be the best one, in my eyes at least, and agreed a price and a duration. Don't remember the price, probably 500 k or maybe 600 k tops.

Walked back to the hotel, then showered. Twenty minutes later, the phone rang. It was reception. "Your friend is here for you sir". Nice diplomatic touch, I thought. So I told them to send her up. The girl who arrived at the door may or may not have been the girl portrayed on that smartphone, but she was roughly the same level of attractiveness, or perhaps a point less, so I was not going to quibble.

I offered her the chance to shower, but she declined, saying that she showered before she came, or somesuch. Then she asked for the money. I had taken the precaution of stowing all my valuables in the room safe, apart from the agreed amount and a tip, which I had placed in a discrete place in the room. Of course I declined to pay up front, and there ensued something of a standoff, which started to get somewhat heated although in rather a good natured way, at least on my part. After a short while I decided to show her that I did actually have the cash, and then replaced it under the coffee tray. After a little longer finally she got the message that I was not going to pay up front, and she calmed down and got down to business.

I was already wearing just a bathrobe, and she swiftly stripped off. Body not my preferred spinner type, but was much as expected, and good enough. This girl was also rather a swift worker. Rather too swift for my preference. However after some DFK and a very competent BJ I slid underneath her and soon she was on top with her pussy grinding hard and then even harder into my face. She definately showed her enthusiasm, and her appreciation became very audible. Even though I really enjoy that position, I had to end it so that I could come up for air. That seemed rather to break the spell and it was then on with the cover. A couple of fucking positions, then completion. We hopped into the bathroom for a quick shower, although not really a together one, unfortunately.

Handed over the agreed sum (500-600 k?) and a small tip (100 k max, probably less). She was disappointed with the tip and wasted no time in telling me that, starting to tell me how small her cut was, but I shrugged it off. The agreed time was 'up to two hours' but the actual time was under half of that. If she had been in less of a hurry I would gladly have been more generous. Bit of a shame really because in a more leisurely LT situation I think that she would have been quite a lot of fun. Gave her my number in the off-chance of a rematch at a later time, but in the remaining day or so before I securely disposed of the SIM card, she did not contact me. Walked her to the lift and bade her goodnight.

[MaxAircon]

The (name redacted) hotel, my new home for the next few days, was only a simple 10 minutes walk from the railway station, but even with my smartphone I could not get oriented, and ended up taking a taxi there.

Showered, changed and as usual briefly scouted around on wechat but it was the usual mixture of LBs, and vanilla-looking massage offerings, with more or less zero genuine prospects. I suppose that now almost all of the real action is on the internet dating sites, which I don't use. In the first evening, I walking about, exploring the entire length of Malioboro Street. I knew that Jogja had a poor reputation in mongering terms, so although I kept an eye open, I did not go actively looking.

Next day, did some of the usual tourist things. In the early to mid afternoon, I had stopped off at a bar called Lucifer, which is at the far end of Jl. Sosrowijayan, a street dominated by small travel agencies which sell trips including inexpensive coach tours to the area around Jogja. My limited research had shown that Jogja was a deadspot, but I see this bar mentioned as a potential pick-up spot. Apparently, in the good ol' days, local women would do the picking up of visiting bules, but perhaps that was just a story.

In the heat of the afteroon sunshine, the bar was certainly dead. I was the sole customer. But I needed a cold beer anyway, so I sat down at a shaded outside table. The girl who brought my beer was about 20 and slim, and spoke decent English, so I invited her to join me for a drink. With nothing else for her to do, she was happy to chat. She was a student at the local University, who worked at the bar part time, including evenings, or at least some of them. Her home was in an island east of Lombok, about 800 k away. The airfare was about 2 Juta (US $140), not expensive in western terms but unaffordable to her, so she had last seen her family two years ago, and would not see them for at least another year. By the way, this information emerged piecemeal due to me asking her about her life, and was not a tip-earning hard-luck story.

Her shift was ending soon so I offered my phone number. Her phone was back at her residence so instead she offered me her facebook details. I declined as I don't use facebook, and anyway I thought that I would be able to reconnect that evening. In hindsight I could and should have exchanged details at that time, as it was opportunity missed.

The day rolled on to the evening and I returned to the hotel. On arrival the previous day, I had noticed a small desk in the lobby promoting in-room massages, and I had received a small discount voucher when I checked in. There was no hint of additional service, and the hotel was family-oriented. Cost was reasonable anyway, so back in the room I decided to take a punt, and called reception to book a 90 minute session. In the room, showered and put on a towel or bathrobe. After a short wait, there was a knock at the door. The girl was one that I had previously seen in the lobby area, and was good-looking and quite friendly, without exuding any promise of extras.

I was directed to lay flat on the bed, with one full-sized towel underneath me, and one on top. She started, fully clothed, by working on the shoulders, then moving down to the back, backs of legs, ankles and feet. This girl was good, and I was enjoying the session. All of the physical contact was strictly professional, with touching of the crown jewels, if any, being so fleeting as to be genuinely accidental. Flipping was discretely managed using the top towel. Massaging of my front was as professionally handled as my back, with the crown jewels being expertly avoided, and the session was clearly winding down towards an uneventful end.

So when a HJ upsell was actually offered, it came as almost a complete surprise, although a pleasant enough one. I think I tried to negotiate a full upgrade to FJ, but that option was unfortunately not on the table. So I decided to leave it there. I figured that a fully-clothed HJ would be as cool, dispassionate and professional as the rest of the session, and would be lacking the fun element that makes things worthwhile.

When the massage session finished, it was still early-ish. I headed out again, and later, about 11 pm, stopped off at Lucifer. The music was loud. Can't remember if a live band or no, and there was a fair number of customers, with most of the tables occupied. But I could not see any available single women, and my student friend was nowhere to be seen, unfortunately. On the way back to the hotel, in the vicinity of the bar, I was approached by a local guy, pimp-type, but by that point I was not too interested so I headed back to the hotel alone.