Saturday trip, second part - Otros lugares
out of mexico lindo, walked a couple of blocks down la revu to clear my head and get a breath of fresher air. rats! forgot to [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord134][CodeWord134][/url].
grabbed a taxi libre and asked to go to adelita's. interesting note, driver had just left the meter running for who knows how long, never turning it off. not really sure how this might benefit him.
had him stop across the street, as i had no intentions of going to ab. i decided to check out tropical bar, as i'd read quite a bit about it on this forum. with bladder bursting i hot-footed it inside.
there's a bar along the back wall, a raised dance floor off to the right of the entrance, tables all around the dance floor and stools along the bar. squeezed through a pack of vaqueros borrachos in the men's room, squeezed back out again, and looked around.
this might be an interesting place to pick up a "less experienced" chica, on other days or hours, but tonight, saturday at around 11:00, it was packed with locals. i would've liked to had the cowboy hat concession! every seat was taken, lots of others milling around. four or five couples dancing. music at full volume.
now i like to dance and enjoy it. spent oodles of $$ with arthur murray years ago. been to loads of honky-tonks when i lived in the mid-west. have seen the inside of almost every disco between yangon and phnom penh. but i've never really gotten the hang of the sort of "hippity-hop" style preferred by a lot of the mexicans. so, dancing doesn't look like an option. it's difficult to carry on a conversaion in a foreign language when you can't hear, so chatting up a young thing doesn't look likely. and, while i like almost all kinds of music, some is better than others. i rank ear-splitting ranchera and nortena just below cambodian karaoke. so, strike three. time to move on.
out the door, turn right, go to the corner. decided to check out club pollo across the street.
the club is a strip club, nice atmosphere, new carpeting, fairly clean. the waiter shows me to a booth and won't stop bowing and scraping. nice guy, but give it a rest! it's kinda long, booths along the left side as you enter, a stage on the right, tables around the stage and down the length of the room. bar and banos in the back. beer is $2.50.
sit, get cerveza, watch. format is girl dances one song, takes a quick break, dances a second where most of the clothes come off. first problem is that there is a severe girl shortage. the place is about 1/3 full, with everybody sitting in booths. figure 10 or 15 customers. girls are sitting with them, and there are almost no girls "available." they were all fairly attractive and the ones i saw were pretty good dancers, too. but the lack of chicas made the place seem pretty dead. one would have to drag her ass out of her booth and away from her customer, dance her set, then go back to her customer. then a few dead minutes while the process is repeated.
i don't have a problem with the latin style of having the chicas hang around and force you to go up and do the choosing, but that wasn't happening here. the three "available" ladies were all clumped together in the corner booth, like so many finches. and i have never had good luck having a waiter or mama-san pick a girl for me. such experiences have always been duds. so, finish the beer and move on.
as i had to walk past on my way to cc, i figured i'd look into mermaid's and see what all the excitement was.
again, on a quiter night this may be interesting, but tonight, now around 11:15, it wasn't. it's a small place, with a small stage in the middle of the room, tables around it, a sofa in the back. several stools around the entrance and at the small bar, which is on the left as you enter. girls are dressed in the cutesy "catholic schoolgirl" motif, with tiny plaid skirts, knee socks, white blouses, etc. beers at $3.00, i think.
this place seemed to be suffering from management problems. there were sufficient ladies, but they were never around. upon entering and grabbing a seat, the waiter wanted to know if i wanted to have a girl come sit with me. he pointed to the only female in the place, a rather large lady in street clothes, sitting at the bar. in fact, he pointed out that she was large. i declined and said i really didn't care for large ladies. :-) after a bit, a bunch of the girls came in off the street, one rushed onto the stage and did her dance routine. very good, and she knew her way around a chrome pole. next thing i know she's finished and gone. then all the others vanish, too. weird. several minutes pass, customers come in, see nothing and leave. others sit down, see nothing and leave. eventually, the girls show up again and perch on the stools by the door. one dances (very well, i might add). finish beer, half an hour wasted, time to relocate. now it seems to me the point of a bar is to attract customers and sell drinks. having your attractions, i.e. the ladies, wandering in and out all night, during prime business hours, while customers are entering, turning around and leaving, seems a poor way to run a bar.
it's getting late, i've learned a lot about where not to go on a saturday, it's time to get serious. off to chicago club.
i'll finish in the chicago club thread.
pp
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Observations during a visit
Popped down for a few hours yesterday (Wednesday). Saw a regular who I hadn't seen in quite a while.
Now Wednesdays are pretty quiet in TJ anyway, but it was really dead along La Revu. We usually eat in this little place she calls the "downstairs restaurant. " I can't remember the name, but it's more or less opposite Agua Caliente, off the street and down some stairs. The food's quite good, as is the service. I think she knows the lady who runs it, or something. But it's well worth a visit.
Anyway, she starts telling me how really bad TJ's hurting, at least those who depend on the tourist $$. She uses this place as sort of an object lesson. Half the place is now dark. The outside "patio" has been bricked up, as they couldn't affort the extra rent, or whatever, for the extra space. And she told me that pretty much the whole city is suffering the same fate, as it were. She then proceeded to lay the blame squarely on the TJ cops. People hear the stories and stay away in droves.
This was sort of confirmed today (as if we needed any more confirmation) when I visited a customer's office. I was chatting with his wife. They went to Ensenada over last weekend. They're a little older, extremely nice and very well-to-do. Just the kind of people you would WANT as tourists. They missed their turn for the toll road and got a bit lost. Next thing you know they're nabbed for DWG. They got fleeced for $140. Of course, they didn't know enough to politely resist or dicker. So, another loss to Mexico, dollar-wise, as they'll never go back, and another black eye for TJ.
As somebody else said, the Mexican people really do deserve better.
And, to hop on my soapbox and open a can of worms, legalization of drugs would put a LOT of very evil people out of business overnight. And that might go a long way to clean up Mexico's corruption. And I don't now, nor have I ever used drugs. Not even pot.
PP
