Day 2 Saturday 3/5 (continued. Continued)
After the ritual late evening nap I wake up and bang on 201, the Dutchman's door. He opens with half open eyes with a nod, we both get prepared for the night. And the ritual continues with our post nap dinner at Manolo's started with a coffee to awaken the senses. While at dinner I brush off an online chica that I had been in contact with on msn messenger for about one month prior. To tell you the truth I just want to drink and have a good time and not have to entertain anyone. I leave tomorrow and I just don't want the drama. Damn, extensions really fucked it up for all the nice online chicas I have been chatting up on msn. The Dutchman gets upset with me for brushing off the online chica. Of course! Prima was a 8. 5 for sure, and he wants to let it ride. We argue a bit and I explain that I had to deal with a prissy little biatch the night before and don't feel like doing it again. I don't want to take the chance on another that might be too slow or too pro. It is our last our last night and I would rather take my chances trying to pick up women on Venezuela, the Dutchman finally sees my point. But first I want to head to 5 star to have a beer and bet on a basketball game. So we head towards the malecon through the Jaragua back parking lot. As we get to the Jaragua there are two buses parked outside and a bevy of beautiful Dominicanas start walking our way. They all have sashes on? A beauty pagent? I and the Dutchman look at each other and just smile. I ask two of the beauties if I can take a picture with them and they oblige (fotos to follow). We hit the malecon and head west. The pre-carnaval preparations are in full blast. We have to walk in the street at times due to the barricades. We enter 5-star.
5 star is dead and I am a bit disappointed. The last time I was here was the during the NFC championship game last January and it was packed. Well we decided very quickly that we will be leaving very shortly. I bet $500 pesos on the first quarter of the Pacers v Rockets. I take the Pacers getting 1 and loose miserably. The Dutchman pays the bill feeling bad for me. We knock on the window of a sleeping taxi driver who was parked one block west of 5 star. We head to Venezuela. This taxi was not the best vessel for our voyage and we are lucky to make it to our destination in one piece. I grew up right outside of NYC and I have seen all types of driving, Dominican driving scares me! The Dutchman who grew up in Europe and has seen the worst of Spaniard and Italian drivers agrees. We walk Venezuela and I am in a mood to take it easy. I fucked two girls yesterday including beating the shit out of a 18 yr old pussy 18 hours ago. We hit Super Colmado Victoria.
We settle in at the bar and take in the scenes. I want to show the Dutchman something that is truly Dominican. We empty about 5-6 presidente grandes "vestida de novia"! We also sip on some brugal on the rocks in between. We get fucked up taking in the sites and enjoying the bachata in the background. We talk about life and make plans for taking over the world. It's time to look for some women!
We head south on Venezuela past La Barrica and go to Geisa the same club we went to with extensions and prima. We head upstairs and chat up some girls and I end up making out with a good looking Dominicana who puts her number in my movil. I survey the situation and I am sure this is no pro and I will not be getting into her pants tonight. We leave back to Gazcue to hit the casas.
We hit 305 first. There are beautiful chicas but the place is a bit too new and cavernous for me. We then head to Lapus where I feel a bit more comfortable. The place is darker and feels more lived in. We sit down on a couch and the chicas swarm. A beautiful chica grinds my crotch for the next hour or so while the Dutchman talks to another. We are both too drunk to bring a chica home without it being a waste of money. I could pay and fuck one of these girls but I wouldn't be putting forth my best effort and probably not remember half of it. We head to the Jaguar empty handed and retire to our rooms.