Guatemala City

[Fantasy]

Diamonds are all over the "rough", its all timing. I do agree with you here DB.

[Dodger Bulldog]

Well, I really would like to meet some of the vets out there (DB, I am talking to you! ).

Not likely, G And T, as I live back in the States now. Too bad you didn't let me know when I went to Guatemala for a week in May, as I would have been happy to meet you.

I have no idea when (or if) I will return. But if Spirit keeps running those bargain fares, the odds are definitely better that I'll go back.

I enjoyed reading your take on Guate, and am glad that you mentioned more clubs in other Zonas. I know that there is a whole hell of a lot more out there than has ever been reported on this board.

It is interesting that we sought the same thing, but in completely different ways. In order to get the chicas' attention so that you could interest them in seeing you outside the club you bought them drinks, and did not like to pay for servicio.

I always passed on the drinks and would pay for one session in the club, so that they would get to know me intimately and build the trust to see me on the outside.

You would ask them out to lunch, and avoid Sundays. I worked during the day and could never have done lunch, but I often had one over to my home on a Sunday.

I found that very few of them had anything better to do. Their families were far away in Nicaragua or Honduras, and they were sick of seeing the same girls they worked with every night and hung with all week in the dormitorio.

They would jump at the chance to get out of there and come spend the day at my place. Especially when I offered to cook them dinner.

Also, while you state that you pretty much stuck to one girl in a club for fear of being labeled a player, I found that doing that was counterproductive. When a chica thought she "owned" me, she would begin to take me for granted, stand me up, and let me down a lot more often.

When she saw one her friends come home with me (or go upstairs in the club for servicio), it definitely seemed to increase the incentive to become the "chosen one" for the next weekend. I imagine that it was a competition thing, and that one would lord it over the other that she had now won my attention.

It just goes to show that we can take completely different approaches and still be effective. There is not just one way to play the game.

I caution anyone about drawing firm conclusions about the talent level at any given club based on what they see at any given moment. Talent comes and talent goes, and the level of quality is very fluid.

In May my friend Fantasy was disgusted with what he saw at Paradiso, to the point that he struck it from an updated map that he created. I agree with him that there was no one worth doing at the time, but that won't always be the case.

I don't doubt your statement that Cats sucked when you went there, as I have seen it suck, too. But I will as tell you that in October '05, it had the highest quality of talent of any club in Guatemala. None other was even close.

But do be aware that one of the managers at Cats is a total prick. He once told a girl not to have servicio with me; since I hadn't bought enough drinks (he doesn't make a commission off servicio). And she complied!

So I grabbed the very next one who walked by and hustled her upstairs. Lucky for me, she turned out to be the blowjob queen of all of Guatemala!

The talent level of the various clubs goes down as girls leave to return home, then rises when there is a new influx of chicas.

What happens is that a manager from a club goes on a recruiting trip and stops in Nicaragua, El Salvador, and Honduras, to scoop up the best girls he can find. With promises of untold riches awaiting them if they come work for him, he convinces them to hop on a bus to Guatemala and live in the club's dormitorio.

So there will be an infusion of hot girls all at once. A few are depressed and head home within a week. The majority will stay for 3-4 months or until the next major holiday comes along before they go home. Only a select few thrive and make it for the long term, occasionally going back to see their families but returning over and over again to work in Guate.

Le Club is probably the only place that consistently has top quality. The other clubs can fluctuate wildly.

I once wrote off Capricho's as a vast wasteland and only went back six months later when I hosted an out-of-towner who insisted that we do so. I was shocked when I returned to find that it was now packed with gorgeous chicas!

So if you read here that someone says that Platino's or Cats of Paradiso or Men's Club is worthless, keep in mind that they are probably correct, but only for the week they visited. It can and will change.

You describe a negative experience at Venus, but I pulled two of my top three GFEs from there. One of them still emails me on a regular basis. And hell no, I don't send her any money.

Not that she hasn't asked for it every now and then...

Any of the mainstream clubs just might have the best talent during the particular week that a monger makes is visit to Guatemala. So I encourage everyone to check them all out!

DB

[WildnWet]

Here are some of my favorite spots to crash or grab a bite.

In zona 1
Hotel Fenix 7 Ave. 15-81 (phone 251-6625) is only Q50 for two people.
Hotel Colonial 7 ave. 14-19 is nice for Q140 for the nice rooms w/ priv bath

In zone 10
Hotel y Restaurante Los Proceres 16 calle 2-40 (phone 363-0746) is safe and convenient. internet cafe in lobby w/ newpapers too. rooms are about Q300 if i remember. this place takes credit cards too.

Hotel Mayastic 5 ave 11-23 (phone 331-0824) is close to zona 10 nightlife. has deck with view. was about Q200 last visit.

The best place to eat is 'Del Tingo Al Tango' 12 calle 4-05 in zone 9. They have imported argentinian beef. This place is a great steakhouse. The Delmonico is Q100.

[Dodger Bulldog]

Yes, Tre Fratelli is where the wealthy Ladinas hangout.

They are not going to be impressed by any gringo's money short of Bill Gates. The wealthy in Guatemala can buy and sell Americans 100 times over.

It's worth a visit just to check them out. They sure do like nice!

DB

[Eric7]

Hey DB

Is that the Italian place right around the corner from the InterContinental?
Out-door tables? If so, I was there the night of a Olga Tanon concert...
P.R. singer who was singing at the Camino Real.
1-2 hours prior to the concert, the place was packed with local females.
$$$ professional women or from wealthy families, but they were getting trashed at the bar, and looked very hot. Spoke with a couple at the bar, but no chances as they had tickets for the show, and never saw them again.
But I know Friday nights are full.

Another place I am fond of, but is hit & miss with the presence of chicas, is the place about 3 blocks down from the I.C., called "El Establo", owned by a couple of german guys.

Also some cool bars in Zona 4....1/2 the price as zona 10, and wall to wall on Friday & Saturdays. All kinds of different bars/different music.
Locals tell me "zona 4 is what zona 10 was like 5 years ago. Cheap and lots of action."

eric7

[G And T]

Sarcasm much?

I would love to give more detailed info, but shit, DB has this forum locked down. Addresses, prices, etc. All detailed and accurate. I would add if I could.

I put Le Palace on the map (last night, Wednesday, was much more happening than Monday), and hopefully took Club Fenix off of it.

So, if anyone is looking for a place NOT to go: 10-54 (10th Ave.) Calle Marti, Zone 2

Last night I heard about a place called Moulin Rouge. Anyone heard of it and/or have an opinion?

Random question:

Can anyone confirm these 15Q drinks at Mediteranee on M-W? Has anyone actually paid this price?

I apologize for my lack of brevity, Fantasy. Must be that damn IL education. As my way of making up for your lost time, I suggest you enjoy some quality time with Perla at Le Palace. I promise you'll feel better afterwards!

Pce

[G And T]

I am gonna give my info to Salvador (older looking, glasses, speaks English) at Le Club tonight. Hit me up if you'the like to exchange points of view. Good chance I will still be there anyways, then Med. After that.

Pce

[Dodger Bulldog]

Please provide me with the name of the two restaurants were we ate. especially the italian joint stuffed with eye candy!

No problem:

Kacao - 2a. Avenida 13-44, Z 10 , Guatemala City, Ph. 2337-4188

Tre Fratelli - 2a Avenida 13-25, Z 10, Guatemala City, Ph. 2366-2678

DB

[Fantasy]

Please provide me with the name of the two restaurants were we ate. especially the italian joint stuffed with eye candy!

thanks,

"the one and only"

[Fantasy]

Please............

[G And T]

New to the Forum. Just wrote a helluvah long report...but has not appeared yet. Do all reports have to go through the Moderator/Admin before being posted? Any idea how long that may take? Not impatient so much as not wanting my time writing all that to go to waste.

[G And T]

"please do not write in chat room style with all small letters and no punctuation. "

man, i love this site! talkin' about girls. where english literacy and style are a must. i must say that i am extremely impressed by the with and intelligence exhibited on this forum.

anyways, i have been reading posts for about 4 months, with much interest, but for reasons unknown never activated a membership. honestly didn't know i could post for free. so i was "that guy": soaking up useful knowledge without contributing my share. just thought i'the attempt to change that.

my time in gc is quickly coming to a close, and i've been out and about, trying to make sure i leave with no regrets and no stone unturned. that is, unless la linea qualifies as a stone. not my style. i am a regular at le club, but my favorite girl left about a month ago and i haven't found another there quite as good. so i have changed residences and now frequent mediteranee. just a bit cheaper, elegant, and wow, easily the most beautiful girls i have seen at a club here. thanks to whoever it was who (finally) posted it. because i had never heard of it before.

i have been to men’s and venus a couple times, mostly with the intention to get laid and get a buzz going before i head to the more expensive joints. i rarely pay for servicio, but when i do, that 200q price differential seems so important. call me a cheapskate. inevitably, i have left feeling disappointed, but luckily a bit more intoxicated. i’m sure everyone knows the "girl naked dancing on stage vs. girl naked in the room upstairs" factor. funny how much the right lighting can transform a girl into a stunning beauty – shedding pounds and concealing stretch marks. i find that this "factor" increases exponentially at the lower-end clubs.

before coming to gc, i was a rookie in the scene. a couple days in bangkok was my sole "experience. " but i love latin women, and luckily the fine gentlemen of the forum were there to help expand my horizons. before i knew about the forum, i cut my teeth at (i’m not ashamed to admit) elite in zona 10. i got my a$$ handed to me! that’s what i call a formative experience. sure, i had a wild threesome and all, but i was raped in every sense of the word. some of you out there are laughing at me right now. suffice it to say i learned that night about the concept of a "chica drink. " wtf! (sorry, is that chat room style? ) never again. i still laugh when the taxistas try to encourage me to go there. "no soy turista – no soy gringo tonto, " i say.

this week i went to 10-54 (aka club fenix; the maseros wear nba t-shirts with the phoenix suns logo – cool! ). asked about servicio price (300q), finished my beer, promised andrea i would return (i am a liar! ), and jetted. pretty lame. met an evangelical taxi driver who ended up explaining biblical passages to me for at least 30 minutes outside my house, which i found to be extremely hilarious, considering he had just introduced me to le palace and country club (off of roosevelt, near trebol). if you like le club, and would like to save about 40%, i would recommend le palace. upsides: 25q for a beer, compared to 40-45q; 400q servicio, compared to 600q. if you do the chica drink thing, 60q compared to 90q. downside is, i guess, the area. zona 11 if i am not mistaken. but i felt plenty safe with lots of security. then again, i can be a bit more "adventurous" than most. but le palace has all the works that le club has: insanely attentive waiters, long catwalk stage for dancers, comfortable sofas, and a small contingent of cute girls (aside from mediteranee, i have never found a high percentage of girls that would ever interest me; le club just gets a volume discount). but 2-3 hot girls at one locale is enough to satisfy me. one block down from le palace is country club. i arrived at 12:45 so i didn’t go in, but the taxista claimed (dubiously, i presume) that the girls were of equal quality. he also said that servicio costs 75q. so my highly analytical mind put two-and-two together, and it did not equal that a nice-looking girl would not be smart enough to relocate one block away for 5 times the money (yeah, simplistic, i know, but still). however, in the interest of scientific research, i will visit country soon to do some comparative shopping. apparently there is a show, which is always appreciated.

oh yeah, had the best (pro-style) sex ever at le palace that night. had to wait an hour (it was monday, and mostly dead) staring at a lineup of girls on the far side of the room who were as equally bored as i was. but she appeared divinely, like a gift sent from above (literally, actually, since she had been upstairs in vip), as if answering the mental image of the girl i wanted that had been forming in my mind. very small-chested, to be honest, but other than that, a toned petite body, beautiful face, and perfect ass. 10 minutes later we were upstairs, and discovered that this nica was totally uninhibited. claimed to have drank 3 bottles of whisky in vip, but who cares – whatever works. before i knew it, she was delivering an expert bbbj (first time i have ever not been covered for anything, but i was in the moment) and then rode me for a couple minutes, which i was enjoying just fine. then i felt her lift up, grab my piece, and slide it (nice and slow) a bit further south. ok, now i was in heaven, and she had the rhythm to keep me there. few minutes later, i told her "ahorita yo atras" (still haven’t figured how to be slick about commencing doggie style in spanish) and she immediately readied herself, in perfect position while i continued doing her greek and fingering her at the same time. she loved it, with her hands pressed against the mirrored wall. i couldn’t last long that way, and i didn’t. whenever it was anatomically possible, she dfk me like i was water, and she had just spent a month trekking across the sahara. i was ready to chill and wind things down, but she wanted more, a lot more. i was like, it’s not gonna work for about 5 minutes, but she said, well, you have a tongue and hands, right? yes, yes i do! luckily i was soon ready for another round, during which she begged for "mas duro, mas duro. " this i can do as well.

so, i guess i will be maligned for not handing out names like candy, but i offer some. this particular girl won’t be hard to find if you have any sense at all, but i refrain from distributing a name due to sheer, near-term post-coital jealousy.

i will say that there was a huge difference between this girl’s real ecstasy and the oft-heard "ewww, quuuuueee riiiicooo. " that phrase makes me sick, even when i hear it from the other (non-pro) girls i date here, who are not paid porn actresses. it’s nice when you can transcend the line between client and chemistry. it is so rare. i wish "que rico" worked for me, but i also wish that ugly, fat girls turned me on.

i have been to cats, and thought it sucked. nasty girls, but i was right up against the stage and possibly didn’t see the diamonds in the rough. the 3 that did approach me were rebuffed quickly. capricho’s is excellent in terms of sexy girls, but i have not had the best experiences the two times i went. actually took a fine columbiana to the back room; this was the night that i learned to be careful when selecting the "top shelf girls. " normally i can warm them up with a few jokes, etc. but she was still obviously arrogant and frankly not even doing the normal, solicitous flirting that i have grown accustomed to. (yeah, all of us are so handsome, funny, etc. , aren’t we? ). but still i wanted her, and paid for it with a lousy, uninspired performance on her part.

i think it’s important to grease the wheels a bit. 10-20q for the woman upstairs (as previously posted) is a must. i tip 5q every 3rd drink or so. i have loyal waiters who know exactly what i drink, what i smoke, and what i like in terms of a girl. all that is no big deal, aside from the ego-inflation that everyone tends to enjoy. but. it also helps deter random skanks from approaching every few minutes, because they are ushered away en route. if i want a girl, i will ask for her. end of story. i also probably save some money in the long run; at le club, i am never pressured to drink faster or buy more. they know somedays i will sit for an hour with one beer, but it’s very likely that the next time i will have 5 or 6. let’s see – who else do i tip? at mediteranee i tip the door man 5q (yeah, not much) because i like him, he stands on the street for 5-10 minutes looking for a cab, and more importantly, he is the gate-keeper for the girls. no more threats to one of my girls for a 1000q fine if she leaves after work. oh yeah, i tip the guy in the restroom at le club about 10-15q total per visit (to the club, not the restroom). this has no strategic value that i know of.

platino’s is cool. i was doing my usual thing, chilling out and putting out my "don’t talk to me" aura, drinking gallo or monte carlo or corona, who knows. as is typical, the bravest of the bottom-feeders approached me. "por que estas solito? " i am always cordial, doing the whole meet and greet, exchanging nationalities and 5-minute versions of our respective life stories. i can always use a free spanish lesson or country orientation or gossip about the other girls (i always meet the one good girl in the club who has never done drugs, yet everyone else in the place is a crack *****; am i naïve? haha). then comes, of course, "buy me a drink? " to which i reply, "no, sorry, i am just here to relax and look. another time maybe. " instantly: kiss on the cheek, and this friendly girl develops sudden-onset multiple personality disorder. "c’mon, just one. blah blah blah. " sorry, but would you like a cigarette?

anyways, ariana at platino’s was a fantastic and memorable experience. i can’t stand a girl that doesn’t kiss, and she was extremely passionate. she fucked the shit out of me, and vice versa. total gfe (see, i am learning). kinda makes me wish all my real-life gfe’s lasted only 30 minutes.

by way of wrapping up, i started a practice long ago of forging relationships with girls outside the clubs. why pay 600q for 30 minutes when i have the assets and intellectual ability to get much more out of the deal? so, i am very picky about selecting one girl at each of my favorite clubs. i winnow the field by physical appearance of course, and of the remainder, i have always been fortunate enough to find one girl who really suits my interests. i like a girl i can converse with. the majority of the time i don’t pay for servicio in-house, and never outside. i do pay for a chica drink, sometimes several, at least the first night. the investment is well-worth it, and it’s tried and true for me. i have a pile of cell phone numbers in my house, and have not once been given a wrong number. i am not malevolent in getting numbers in any way. i don’t inflate my income or my intentions (very few of the girls really want to go to gringolandia anyways). 90% of the time, the girl offers me her number first. several times i have gotten calls on my way home in the taxi. now, it could be that i have certain advantages: i am relatively young (<30), in good shape and most importantly can banter and flirt (even in spanish) with the best of them. add the (huge) gringo factor and blue eyes, and it might help explain why i am currently dating 4 girls using strictly conventional methods. i digress, but i think it’s ridiculous to spend money and ultimately be unfulfilled when there is an alternative.

so sometime during a conversation, i simply mention, off-hand, about going to get something to eat sometime. i mention that i know it has to be lunch since they are working at nights. i never try for sundays; it’s too much of a commitment and honestly, these girls deserve the sleep or family time they get on sunday. i ask if they have ever had sushi or tapas, and of course they haven’t. i love tapas y canas and sushi lounge, so why not invite a guest. by the time we have our first lunch, the deal is pretty much set. nothing malicious about it (even when i can relate my "planning" so candidly). from that point on, i have a beautiful girl who i really actually enjoy and gets treated with respect. i know her real name, her real story, and when she comes over to my house at 3am after work, she initiates sex with me instead of vice versa. the only money involved is me paying for her taxis to see me, infrequent lunch dates, and a few well-though-out gifts. example: one girl is currently down in nicaragua visiting her daughter and family. she had invited me to visit her in leon if/when she and i were both there. i told her, yeah, but i don’t think your little girl would appreciate some strange gringo taking up her mom’s time. true, she said, her daughter is extremely jealous and wary of any strange man. little later, on the pretext of "bribing" for her daughter’s affection, i asked her what would do the trick. well, she says, her daughter loves photos. so i bought her a disposable camera to bring to her daughter, along with a bit of money to develop the film. i told her to get copies made, so the daughter could keep one set and the others she could bring back and show me.

another example: i make sure i keep notes of girls birthdays, and then promise to get them something during my travels. doesn’t have to be a birthday, whatever. the girls never ask for much. one asked me for a stuffed animal. instead, i asked her favorite colors and bought her a couple name-brand shirts (45q each at a boutique across from los proceres), which she adores. i don’t buy anything expensive, lest the girl stop seeing me and start seeing my wallet. many girls tell me about their ‘novios’ in the states who send them money from overseas, or have taken them on expensive trips to antigua, or bought them truly expensive gifts. sure, i guess these types may just be charitable souls, but they seem more like suckers (we are all, to some degree, i know) to me. one girl i see told me that she didn’t even like her foreign suitor; he bought her a laptop – she sold it. throwing money at a girl is the surest way to get abused, in my opinion. they are, after all, female: something cute and sentimental pays dividends.

to be honest, the non-pro girls i date here are far more "gold-digging" than the girls i meet at clubs. go figure. this same girl has arranged for her sister to pick me up at the bus station and stay at her house when i visit nicaragua next week. i guess everyone has their own style, but i much prefer building some kind of personal bond. makes me feel better, and the sex – at the very least. is much better imho.

the only downside is you are kinda "committed" to one girl at each place. if you are weak-hearted like me, you have to withstand a bit of jealousy when you see your girl buttering up another customer. it has only happened once or twice to me, arriving "too early" or "too late. " luckily i never had to witness one of them head "out back" or "upstairs" with another customer. seems like most guys on this forum have little problem with this type of sentimentality; but hey, man, i’m young. another point is that (unless i am wholly naïve) that the ‘servicios’ and ‘todos las noches’ don’t occur nearly as often as i might have imagined. at the upscale clubs, the girls are definitely not oversexed by in large. i am still trying to figure out how these girls make the salaries they say they do; with the math i did, it just didn’t add up. most guatemalan guys come to drink, and a large share of them to sit and stare and drink with their crew. i think the real money is made from the endless botillas in vip, not the 30-minute sessions in back. the frenetic activity occurs in vip, not the not-so-revolving side door.

again, like i said, anyone who operates like i do will be "committed" within those confines. maybe some like to sample within the same location; i’m fine with different girls in different places. i have had a few chicas "enojada" or "celasa" when i talk to another girl. much of it is just feigned for dramatic purposes, but some of it is real. i had one girl refuse to talk to me for the rest of the night because i was flirting with someone else. but then again, your trusty masero can always bail you out. i prefer to just flirt with anyone else i am attracted to in less visible ways. after all, the other girls are competitive (to put it nicely) or back-stabbing (to put it accurately). really, you have to find the tenuous balance between being seen as a "player" (in which no girl will trust you to meet outside) and a "sucker" (consequences are self-explanatory). i personally have never had the occasion, or desire, to attempt "changing" girls. any new relationships within a certain club have transpired when (a) the primary girl is not working (i. e. week-long vacation back to nicaragua) or (be) no longer works there (i. e. major surgery; yeah –sucks).

the other thing i like about gc, besides talking to taxi drivers (always interesting), is the police. when i was first here in 2005, i was a central american novice, i was scared sh#tless by the cops. maybe the year-long stint in iraq between then and now changed my attitude about what constitutes "danger. " side note: no, i am not one of those jarhead ignorant fucatks who shows up at the club with their posse, oozing gringo stereotypical behavior. my military experience belongs to a former life. moving on: got stopped in zona 3 one time, and i was fully prepared to hand over all of my possessions. luckily, my friend was fluent and level-headed, and refused to pay the propina. this time around, i have had several more encounters with guatemala’s finest. it’s always the same drill – what are you doing (at 3am in zone 9 for example)? have you been drinking? do you have a gun? drugs? passport? me: "i am waiting for a taxi, or (if i am feeling cheeky) i am standing here. si, estaba tomando. no, no tengo armas. ni drogas. here’s a copy of my passport. "

it’s almost comical, and – dare i say – fun, now. i think normally they are just astounded that i am really not afraid. why do they always think i have a gun, anyways? it’s ridiculous. last night i left my smokes in the taxi, so i walked a block (in zona 15) to the 24-hour pharmacy. it was about 4am. two motorcycle cops (riding each other, you know how it goes) pass, consider me, and then circle around to harass me. twenty minutes later, they finally "give up" on me because i am clearly enjoying the process. first, the obligatory pat-down (no, not the part i enjoy). then, the interview. me explaining that it would be stupid to carry my original passport, and that’s why i have a copy (covered with girls’ phone numbers and taxistas’ recs, no less). finally we spend about 10 minutes discussing my phone (treo, seems to really impress the ladies and apparently works with the pnc as well). i tell them it retails for $300-$400 but i got it online for $40 (true). one guy wants me to sell it to him. can’t, i say – all the girlfriends and family’s numbers are inside. how about a gift, he says. sure, no problem, would you like a cigarette (as i pull them out and extend the pack)? yes, they would. but what about another gift, he continues. he means money, and he already knows i have some from the search. well, i would like to invite you for a beer, i reply. when do you get off? we discuss the difficulties inherent in our respective schedules, but i offer them a beer or two anytime. so i give them my cell # and they ride off into the night.

basically, i find that with a little ingenuity (aka "game") you don’t have to depend on your wallet (though it is definitely a strategic prerequisite) to develop relationships, and learn about this country a bit less superficially than most.

well, i really would like to meet some of the vets out there (db, i am talking to you! ). i won’t have the pm feature anytime soon (not before i leave guate that is) but i would like to meet up with some compadres at a time/place of your choosing (upscale, preferably; say, le club). i am headed to honduras and nica soon, so hopefully it can happen in the next couple days. i promise to reveal some other names i have selfishly been keeping for myself. after that, law school awaits me in the states (what do they call it, "sex prison? ").

oh yeah, a taxista in el salvador gave me a great idea (or so i thought at the time). he said all the lips and other working girls in ss headed to an after-hours bar after work. he told me the right guy could buy the right girl a couple drinks and the rest would be "gratis. " i never had a chance to probe further, but i did find one bar right by (back, left if viewed from the hotel entrance) the hotel marriott. i was told it’s called la libertad but last night i confirmed it’s called el sol. there is another after-hours bar called la pupuseria (yeah, bc they sell pupusas! ) right there. anyways, it’s slightly shady but looks like a regular bar (not on the same terms as the bar in front of le club – that place is a hell hole). same idea: working girls meeting up for a drink after work. i was there 3 times and did see a few girls i recognized (even the afore-mentioned arrogant columbiana that i did), but mostly skanks. met a huge but amicable woman who was obviously not a prostitute but well-worth talking to. she offered to set me up with at a couple beautiful flacitas. we’ll see if she delivers. anyways, i am still pursuing this whole after-hours scene but i don’t particularly like my chances. i hang out plenty of times in front of le club in the wee hours of the morning when the girls come out with their rolling luggage and look for cabs. it sheds a new light (no pun intended) on how the classy, semi-respectable girl you met inside transforms into a crass "puta" on the outside. sure, every girl is gonna play a role (and i like intelligence) but there are some (few) girls who, while not nobel laureates, are decent human beings regardless of where they work. my point is that this group of girls probably tends to go straight home, not hang out at some male and alcohol-infested bar at 5am. what does that say about me? haha.

yeah, i guess i really blew my load on this report. hope it informs or entertains, or both.

pce

editor's note: i certainly hope that the author or somebody else will post a link to this report in the reports of distinction thread. please click here for more information.

[G And T]

"please do not write in chat room style with all small letters and no punctuation. " man, i love this site! talkin' about girls. where english literacy and style are a must. i must say that i am extremely impressed by the with and intelligence exhibited on this forum.

anyways, i have been reading posts for about 4 months, with much interest, but for reasons unknown never activated a membership. honestly didn't know i could post for free. so i was "that guy": soaking up useful knowledge without contributing my share. just thought i'the attempt to change that.

my time in gc is quickly coming to a close, and i've been out and about, trying to make sure i leave with no regrets and no stone unturned. that is, unless la linea qualifies as a stone. not my style. i am a regular at le club, but my favorite girl left about a month ago and i haven't found another there quite as good. so i have changed residences and now frequent mediteranee. just a bit cheaper, elegant, and wow, easily the most beautiful girls i have seen at a club here. thanks to whoever it was who (finally) posted it. because i had never heard of it before.

i have been to men’s and venus a couple times, mostly with the intention to get laid and get a buzz going before i head to the more expensive joints. i rarely pay for servicio, but when i do, that 200q price differential seems so important. call me a cheapskate. inevitably, i have left feeling disappointed, but luckily a bit more intoxicated. i’m sure everyone knows the "girl naked dancing on stage vs. girl naked in the room upstairs" factor. funny how much the right lighting can transform a girl into a stunning beauty – shedding pounds and concealing stretch marks. i find that this "factor" increases exponentially at the lower-end clubs.

before coming to gc, i was a rookie in the scene. a couple days in bangkok was my sole "experience. " but i love latin women, and luckily the fine gentlemen of the forum were there to help expand my horizons. before i knew about the forum, i cut my teeth at (i’m not ashamed to admit) elite in zona 10. i got my a$$ handed to me! that’s what i call a formative experience. sure, i had a wild threesome and all, but i was raped in every sense of the word. some of you out there are laughing at me right now. suffice it to say i learned that night about the concept of a "chica drink. " wtf! (sorry, is that chat room style? ) never again. i still laugh when the taxistas try to encourage me to go there. "no soy turista – no soy gringo tonto, " i say.

this week i went to 10-54 (aka club fenix; the maseros wear nba t-shirts with the phoenix suns logo – cool! ). asked about servicio price (300q), finished my beer, promised andrea i would return (i am liar! ), and jetted. pretty lame. met an evangelical taxi driver who ended up explaining biblical passages to me for at least 30 minutes outside my house, which i found to be extremely hilarious, considering he had just introduced me to le palace and country club (off of roosevelt, near trebol). if you like le club, and would like to save about 40%, i would recommend le palace. upsides: 25q for a beer, compared to 40-45q; 400q servicio, compared to 600q. if you do the chica drink thing, 60q compared to 90q. downside is, i guess, the area. zona 11 if i am not mistaken. but i felt plenty safe with lots of security. then again, i can be a bit more "adventurous" than most. but le palace has all the works that le club has: insanely attentive waiters, long catwalk stage for dancers, comfortable sofas, and a small contingent of cute girls (aside from mediteranee, i have never found a high percentage of girls that would ever interest me). but 2-3 hot girls at one locale is enough to satisfy me. one block down from le palace is country club. i arrived at 12:45 so i didn’t go in, but the taxista claimed (dubiously, i presume) that the girls were of equal quality. he also said that servicio costs 75q. so my highly analytical mind put two-and-two together, and it did not equal that a nice-looking girl would not be smart enough to relocate one block away for 5 times the money (yeah, simplistic, i know, but still). however, in the interest of scientific research, i will visit country soon to do some comparative shopping. apparently there is a show, which is always appreciated.

oh yeah, had the best (pro-style) sex ever at le palace that night. had to wait an hour (it was monday, and mostly dead) staring at a lineup of girls on the far side of the room who were as equally bored as i was. but she appeared divinely, like a gift sent from above (literally, actually, since she had been upstairs in vip), as if answering the mental image of the girl i wanted that had been forming in my mind. very small-chested, to be honest, but other than that, a toned petite body, beautiful face, and perfect ass. 10 minutes later we were upstairs, and discovered that this nica was totally uninhibited. claimed to have drank 3 bottles of whisky in vip, but who cares – whatever works. before i knew it, she was delivering an expert bbbj (first time i have ever not been covered for anything, but i was in the moment) and then rode me for a couple minutes, which i was enjoying just fine. then i felt her lift up, grab my piece, and slide it (nice and slow) a bit further south. ok, now i was in heaven, and she had the rhythm to keep me there. few minutes later, i told her "ahorita yo atras" (still haven’t figured how to be slick about commencing doggie style in spanish) and she immediately readied herself, in perfect position while i continued doing her greek and fingering her at the same time. she loved it, with her hands pressed against the mirrored wall. i couldn’t last long that way, and i didn’t. whenever it was anatomically possible, she dfk me like i was water, and she had just spent a month trekking across the sahara. i was ready to chill and wind things down, but she wanted more, a lot more. i was like, it’s not gonna work for about 5 minutes, but she said, well, you have a tongue and hands, right? yes, yes i do! luckily i was soon ready for another round, during which she begged for "mas duro, mas duro. " this i can do as well.

so, i guess i will be maligned for not handing out names like candy, but i offer some. this particular girl won’t be hard to find if you have any sense at all, but i refrain from distributing a name due to sheer, near-term post-coital jealousy.

i will say that there was a huge difference between this girl’s real ecstasy and the oft-heard "ewww, quuuuueee riiiicooo. " that phrase makes me sick, even when i hear it from the other (non-pro) girls i date here, who are not paid porn actresses. it’s nice when you can transcend the line between client and chemistry. it is so rare. i wish "que rico" worked for me, but i also wish that ugly, fat girls turned me on. .

i have been to cats, and thought it sucked. nasty girls, but i was right up against the stage and possibly didn’t see the diamonds in the rough. the 3 that did approach me were rebuffed quickly. capricho’s is excellent in terms of sexy girls, but i have not had the best experiences the two times i went. actually took a fine columbiana to the back room; this was the night that i learned to be careful when selecting the "top shelf girls. " normally i can warm them up with a few jokes, etc. but she was still obviously arrogant and frankly not even doing the normal, solicitous flirting that i have grown accustomed to. (yeah, all of us are so handsome, funny, etc. , aren’t we? ). but still i wanted her, and paid for it with a lousy, uninspired performance on her part.

platino’s is cool. i was doing my usual thing, chilling out and putting out my "don’t talk to me" aura, drinking gallo or monte carlo or corona, who knows. as is typical, the bravest of the bottom-feeders approached me. "por que estas solito? " i am always cordial, doing the whole meet and greet, exchanging nationalities and 5-minute versions of our respective life stories. i can always use a free spanish lesson or country orientation or gossip about the other girls (i always meet the one good girl in the club who has never done drugs, yet everyone else in the place is a crack *****; am i naïve? haha). then comes, of course, "buy me a drink? " to which i reply, "no, sorry, i am just here to relax and look. another time maybe. " instantly: kiss on the cheek, and this friendly girl develops sudden-onset multiple personality disorder. "c’mon, just one. blah blah blah. " sorry, but would you like a cigarette?

anyways, ariana at platino’s was a fantastic and memorable experience. i can’t stand a girl that doesn’t kiss, and she was extremely passionate. she fucked the shit out of me, and vice versa. total gfe (see, i am learning). kinda makes me wish all my real-life gfe’s lasted only 30 minutes.

by way of wrapping up, i started a practice long ago of forging relationships with girls outside the clubs. why pay 600q for 30 minutes when i have the assets and intellectual ability to get much more out of the deal? so, i am very picky about selecting one girl at each of my favorite clubs. i winnow the field by physical appearance of course, and of the remainder, i have always been fortunate enough to find one girl who really suits my interests. i like a girl i can converse with. the majority of the time i don’t pay for servicio in-house, and never outside. i do pay for a chica drink, sometimes several, at least the first night. the investment is well-worth it, and it’s tried and true for me. i have a pile of cell phone numbers in my house, and have not once been given a wrong number. i am not malevolent in getting numbers in any way. i don’t inflate my income or my intentions (very few of the girls really want to go to gringolandia anyways). 90% of the time, the girl offers me her number first. several times i have gotten calls on my way home in the taxi. now, it could be that i have certain advantages: i am relatively young (<30), in good shape and most importantly can banter and flirt (even in spanish) with the best of them. add the (huge) gringo factor and blue eyes, and it might help explain why i am currently dating 4 girls using strictly conventional methods. i digress, but i think it’s ridiculous to spend money and ultimately be unfulfilled when there is an alternative.

so i simply mention, off-hand, about going to get something to eat sometime. i mention that i know it has to be lunch since they are working at nights. i never try for sundays; it’s too much of a commitment and honestly, these girls deserve the sleep or family time they get on sunday. i ask if they have ever had sushi or tapas, and of course they haven’t. i love tapas y canas and sushi lounge, so why not invite a guest. by the time we have our first lunch, the deal is pretty much set. nothing malicious about it (even when i can relate my "planning" so candidly). from that point on, i have a beautiful girl who i really actually enjoy and gets treated with respect. i know her real name, her real story, and when she comes over to my house at 3am after work, she initiates sex with me instead of vice versa. the only money involved is me paying for her taxis to see me, infrequent lunch dates, and a few well-though-out gifts. example: one girl is currently down in nicaragua visiting her daughter and family. she had invited me to visit her in leon if/when she and i were both there. i told her, yeah, but i don’t think your little girl would appreciate some strange gringo taking up her mom’s time. true, she said, her daughter is extremely jealous and wary of any strange man. little later, on the pretext of "bribing" for her daughter’s affection, i asked her what would do the trick. well, she says, her daughter loves photos. so i bought her a disposable camera to bring to her daughter, along with a bit of money to develop the film. i told her to get copies made, so the daughter could keep one set and the others she could bring back and show me.

another example: i make sure i keep notes of girls birthdays, and then promise to get them something during my travels. doesn’t have to be a birthday, whatever. the girls never ask for much. one asked me for a stuffed animal. instead, i asked her favorite colors and bought her a couple name-brand shirts (45q each at a boutique across from los proceres), which she adores. i don’t buy anything expensive, lest the girl stop seeing me and start seeing my wallet. to be honest, the non-pro girls i date here are far more "gold-digging" than the girls i meet at clubs. go figure. this same girl has arranged for her sister to pick me up at the bus station and stay at her house when i visit nicaragua next week. i guess everyone has their own style, but i much prefer building some kind of personal bond. makes me feel better, and the sex – at the very least. is much better imho.

the other thing i like about gc, besides talking to taxi drivers (always interesting), is the police. when i was first here in 2005, i was a central american novice, i was scared sh#tless by the cops. maybe the year-long stint in iraq between then and now changed my attitude about what constitutes "danger. " side note: no, i am not one of those jarhead ignorant fucatks who shows up at the club with their posse, oozing gringo stereotypical behavior. my military experience belongs to a former life. moving on: got stopped in zona 3 one time, and i was fully prepared to hand over all of my possessions. luckily, my friend was fluent and level-headed, and refused to pay the propina. this time around, i have had several more encounters with guatemala’s finest. it’s always the same drill – what are you doing (at 3am in zone 9 for example)? have you been drinking? do you have a gun? drugs? passport? me: "i am waiting for a taxi, or (if i am feeling cheeky) i am standing here. si, estaba tomando. no, no tengo armas. ni drogas. here’s a copy of my passport. "

it’s almost comical, and – dare i say – fun, now. i think normally they are just astounded that i am really not afraid. why do they always think i have a gun, anyways? it’s ridiculous. last night i left my smokes in the taxi, so i walked a block (in zona 15) to the 24-hour pharmacy. it was about 4am. two motorcycle cops (riding each other, you know how it goes) pass, consider me, and then circle around to harass me. twenty minutes later, they finally "give up" on me because i am clearly enjoying the process. first, the obligatory pat-down (no, not the part i enjoy). then, the interview. me explaining that it would be stupid to carry my original passport, and that’s why i have a copy (covered with girls’ phone numbers and taxistas’ recs, no less). finally we spend about 10 minutes discussing my phone (treo, seems to really impress the ladies and apparently works with the pnc as well). i tell them it retails for $300-$400 but i got it online for $40 (true). one guy wants me to sell it to him. can’t, i say – all the girlfriends and family’s numbers are inside. how about a gift, he says. sure, no problem, would you like a cigarette (as i pull them out and extend the pack)? yes, they would. but what about another gift, he continues. he means money, and he already knows i have some from the search. well, i would like to invite you for a beer, i reply. when do you get off? we discuss the difficulties inherent in our respective schedules, but i offer them a beer or two anytime. so i give them my cell # and they ride off into the night.

basically, i find that with a little ingenuity (aka "game") you don’t have to depend on your wallet (though it is definitely a strategic prerequisite) to develop relationships, and learn about this country a bit less superficially than most.

well, i really would like to meet some of the vets out there (db, i am talking to you! ). i won’t have the pm feature anytime soon (not before i leave guate that is) but i would like to meet up with some compadres at a time/place of your choosing (upscale, preferably; say, le club). i am headed to honduras and nica soon, so hopefully it can happen in the next couple days. i promise to reveal some other names i have selfishly been keeping for myself. after that, law school awaits me in the states (what do they call it, "sex prison? ").

oh yeah, a taxista in el salvador gave me a great idea (or so i thought at the time). he said all the lips and other working girls in ss headed to an after-hours bar after work. he told me the right guy could buy the right girl a couple drinks and the rest would be "gratis. " i never had a chance to probe further, but i did find one bar right by (back, left if viewed from the hotel entrance) the hotel marriott. i was told it’s called la libertad but last night i confirmed it’s called el sol. there is another after-hours bar called la pupuseria (yeah, bc they sell pupusas! ) right there. anyways, it’s slightly shady but looks like a regular bar (not on the same terms as the bar in front of le club – that place is a hell hole). same idea: working girls meeting up for a drink after work. i was there 3 times and did see a few girls i recognized (even the afore-mentioned arrogant columbiana that i did), but mostly skanks. met a huge but amicable women who was obviously not a prostitute but well-worth talking to. she offered to set me up with at a couple beautiful flacitas. we’ll see if she delivers. anyways, i am still pursuing this whole after-hours scene but i don’t particularly like my chances. i hang out plenty of times in front of le club in the wee hours of the morning when the girls come out with their rolling luggage and look for cabs. it sheds a new light (no pun intended) on how the classy, semi-respectable girl you met inside transforms into a crass "puta" on the outside. sure, every girl is gonna play a role (and i like intelligence) but there are some (few) girls who, while not nobel laureates, are decent human beings regardless of where they work. my point is that this group of girls probably tends to go straight home, not hang out at some male and alcohol-infested bar at 5am. what does that say about me? haha.

yeah, i guess i really blew my load on this report. hope it informs or entertains, or both.

pce

editor's note: i certainly hope that the author or somebody else will post a link to this report in the reports of distinction thread. please click here for more information.

[Dodger Bulldog]

There is quite a market for babies run out of the back room of the Marriott. On any give day there might be 20-30 tables set up in the ballroom with couples huddled around their attorneys finalizing the adoption of their Mayan babies, which usually come from the rural areas.

It is pretty weird to watch it going on, really. The U.S. government recently put out a warning against adopting from Guatemala since some of the attorneys are a little shady.

Wo can believe that lawyers would really be that way, just for a buck?

I have been on flights back to the States with up to 15 couples showing off their new babies to each other. It can get a bit trying when the air pressure changes inside your ears and all the babies start crying at once.

This leads to an important caveat. When in Guatemala, be advised that it is a common belief among the indigineous people that we gringos come there to steal their babies. This goes way back.

So in Guatemala play it safe and never show any attention to a little one without first receiving the parent's approval. Never take a photo of a child unless you have express permission.

At the Parque Centro in Antigua and other places, some mothers actually make their living by dressing their babies up in traditional costumes and posing them for photos. They can be cute as shit.

The Marriott is certainly nice, of course. It is a just a little off the beaten path for most tourists, although within a short taxi ride to everything.

DB

[Fantasy]

I think eric has a valid point. I know you die hard Marriott guys put alot of value on your "free Sodas", but the marriott is just out of the good walking area. I stayed at holiday inn using points, so not sure the rate, but very nice, very GF, and free computer use and internet access.
At $90, I would move to one of the other mentioned properties.