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I hope she's prettier and classier than Kristal.

If Kristal bites your dick off, nobody told her anything!

She probably found out about the other woman by stalking you and your big wads of 500 pesos.

[QUOTE=Jackie888;1793795]Possible, but improbable because she knows that if she needed money, she could simply ask. Once in the past when she needed emergency money, I asked her if she wanted it wired, mailed or in person that weekend. Hours later she replied that she didn't need the money after all. That amount was larger than 500 pesos.

If she needed cash, she would simply have said "hurry up down here this weekend and I will screw your brains out for 1000 pesos" instead of "whenever you are in town next, could you swap out this fake 500 p bill you gave me?[/QUOTE]

Here's a video about the 500 peso note that shows clearly how to distinguish a phony one.

[URL]http://www.banxico.org.mx/billetes-y-monedas/informacion-general/billetes-y-monedas-de-fabricacion-actual/billete-de-500-pesos/pagina-billete-500-pesos.html[/URL]

[QUOTE=Bbond;1793526]Fake money is VERY easy to detect, hold it up to the sun or other good lighting. You will instantly see the fakes. Yes. Fakes are abundant in Mexico, even can be dispensed from ATMs.[/QUOTE]

I've learned a lot on this board in the past month and I've given general thank you's a few times without acknowledging people specifically. So I've gone back through my posts and responses thereto in order to thank people individually. Also, Chapter 4 of Long Don's Love Stories will be up shortly.

ItsMeBeyatch I ran into you during my first trip about a month ago. Thanks for recommending this site to me and for recording my first police shakedown in case it would have gone bad.

FlapJacK for suggesting coffee with my Viagra and minimizing consumption of alcohol to prevent antagonistic effects.

Jackie for splitting the Viagra into smaller doses, insight into price negotiations with the chicas, and for recommending Ximena though it didn't work out for me (somewhat my fault).

GolfSexRroll, Horse Trader for confirming pesos as the better currency value in ZN (although that is starting to change in my experience; I will detail in my upcoming trip report).

ScatManDoo for insight into street girl interaction and pesos vs dollars.

Hugo for recommending Farmacia Piri. You are The Man! Those prices completely blow every other pharmacy out of the water.

Captain Solo for the general words of encouragement, the suggestion to avoid people who offer to be a tour guide, and for giving me hope that I can find kinky street girls out there, not just starfish-types. And for the great advice to avoid saying, "Chuparme mi polla, carbon" to the police.

Went to La Zona Friday night, but Saturday night the wingman wanted to go again, so who am I to say no?

Got to La Zona about 8 PM. There were lots of families with young children in costumes, trick or treating on the streets. Some young mothers even dressed up like strippers and hookers, WTF? Young Mexicans take Halloween seriously, parading in their elaborate costumes and make ups. A few Gringos were parading in their funny or scary costumes.

Putas in the bars were wearing all different kinds of costumes and make ups, looking horrible. Who would want to fuck a girl with make ups looking like Fred with half his face chopped off bloody in Friday the 13th?

This year quite a few more chicas in HK and Adelita, like half a dozen, were wearing their black nun costumes with headwear. One of the mesero in Adelita was in his full regalia of a Rome's Cardinal, complete with a purple skull cap. WTF? I think these stupid Mexican working girls and waiters low lifes in La Zona have breached the threshold of decency by parading in *****houses in their church costumes. What they did was sick and distasteful, not even remotely funny. These stupid and immoral morons are just stoking the public with more hatred and contempt for La Zona. There will be potential back lash. Damn!

The top talents were missing in HK and Adelita. Chicago club was dead like usual. 3 strippers were stripping and nobody was watching. One large woman was sitting near the long bar in her extremely scary costume and horrible make up, then when I got closer, I realized she was not wearing any Halloween make up. Hehehe. I think the better-looking putas made enough money and stayed home trick or treating with their children.

It was a big waste of time not finding any good-looking chicas on Halloween weekend in La Zona.

Chapter 4: The Awakening.

Management announced at work this week that if a certain goal is met by Thursday, then Friday would be a half day. So you know what I instantaneously scheduled into my mental calendar for those potentially soon-to-be liberated hours. Come Friday morning, I learn that the time off was granted, and after getting out of work and running a couple errands, I drive straight to the border, arriving around 3:00.

It's a beautiful day, so after passing through customs, I decline the several cabs who are offering rides and I travel by foot toward the promised land. I stop at Farmacia Piri, which I finally found for the first time after Hugo's recommendation. Wow, those are amazing prices. Really, wow. I conclude my purchase which includes Kahlua chocolate balls for Ruby, the chica who rocked my world last time I was here. After I exit, I approach the arch and cross paths with a real cutie who is looking right at me with a big smile. I just say, "Hola" as she continues by. Regretting that I did not strike up a conversation, I try to reconcile the missed opportunity with the fact that she looks really young, borderline too young. Such foolish rationalization merely produces the opposite effect on me of that which I had intended.

As I stroll down the strip of Avenida Revolucion that is reserved for foot traffic, extended souvenir shop displays, and restaurant seating, an airborne bocce ball lands within about seven feet of me, quite possibly almost terminating my existence before I get another chance with the lovely, luscious Latinas. Almost immediately after it lands, a late-teens, early-twenties chump runs right up to me, seemingly as if he had thrown the apparatus in an attempt to facilitate a burglary. He quickly changes direction as the ball misses me and runs into one of the shops. Not in the mood for a confrontation and failing to see anything productive coming out of approaching said douche bag, I give him an extended stare down as I continue walking.

When I arrive at La Coahuila, I perform my standard walk through the street girls before I circle back to Tropical. As a mesero leads me to a table, I ask him if Ruby is working, to which he replies in the affirmative and promptly returns with a girl who is not Ruby. The imposter is light-skinned with medium-brown hair, really nice 5'7" spinner body wearing a bikini with an OK face. She also qualifies as having booty. She starts with the normal meet-and-greet, and I go along with it though I promptly tell her I'm looking for my amiga. She says she is my amiga, to which I tell her I'm looking for another amiga. "No te gusta?" she keeps asking me, which makes me slightly sad because I would have been all up in it if I was not anticipating another round of certain amazing-hot sex with Ruby. So she eventually gets up and leaves, thanking me for my time.

The mesero returns, asking me what happened. I tell him that's not the girl. I describe Ruby to him, then he promptly returns with her. She is wearing jeans and a casual tank-top as if she is not working, possibly just pulled from her hotel room. I ask her if she remembers me, and she says of course she does. When I playfully question the sincerity of her response, she recollects our previous encounter two weeks ago, including my shortage of funds, my trip across the border and back in order to compensate her accordingly, and the passionate acts that ensued. She tells the mesero that I'm her novio; I haven't yet decided it that's a good thing or bad.

We have a couple drinks together and I start the negotiations. I'm trying to talk her down to 700 pesos for an hour of her time but she's firm on 800. You win, Ruby. You win. Before we go upstairs, she asks me to show her the money so she knows I actually have it. I assure her I do, and my word suffices for her. We go up to the room and she's trying to get another 50 pesos out of me. After a few minutes of refusing, and her finally accepting my refusal, I tell her that I bet she's going to be a starfish now. She assures me she will not, and she eventually holds true to her word. I proceed to use the toilet, then come out and offer her 50 more pesos if she's willing to throw in a massage. She agrees, but my mind is so focused on sex that I almost instantly forget about the massage.

Per usual, I have to go number 1 in the middle of the act, and per usual it kind of kills the mood for me. That was part of my downfall with Ximena last time I was here that after I took a leak, I couldn't get going again because she was such a starfish. But Ruby reluctantly sucks me off a little bit to get me back in the groove. My difficulties lead to her accusation that I busted my load in the bathroom and now I'm trying to get a second one with her, for which she is going to have to charge me for another session. I tell her over and over again that such is not the case, rather the built-up yellow liquid was preventing me from achieving climax. After not-so-thoroughly assuaging her doubts, she makes sure to let me know this will be my last time going into a bedroom with her. I used the toilet immediately before the session and now again, so now she is very suspicious. I tell her that I always have to go frequently; I drink a lot of water and in this case I just had two beers as well.

She lets me finish in perrito. After I pull out, I show her the load I deposited in the condom and tell her that there's no way a second load can be that big. She smiles, lets out a little laugh, nods her head, and acknowledges that I indeed ejaculated only once during our session. She proceeds to grant me permission for future bedroom time with her, lifting the brief boycott she imposed. Damn straight, Ruby; I just freaking made you climax like four or five times. Even if I was trying to get two pops off, I would think I've earned it. We shower together, and she quickly gets dressed, telling me she has to leave because her babysitter called; her children have a high temperature and they need to go to the hospital. She then tells me that all the money I just gave her will be going toward that expense. At this point, I've gotten enough weird vibes from Ruby today that I'm thinking maybe I should call it quits with her.

I take another lap through the street girls and decide to finally pay a visit to the legendary Hong Kong, and the overall quality of the chicas does not disappoint. I ask customer service if Cap Solo is in the building, per his previous suggestion, but apparently I might be too early. I am mesmerized by a tall, athletic, light-skinned dancer with medium-dark brown hair, chiseled abs, naturally perfect see cups, and a perfect squat-rack ass. This girl must live at the gym when she's not working. Quite possibly the best body I've ever seen. She has a waist-to-hips ratio that evoke another dimension. There was also an amazing light-skinned, light brown-haired girl with a Marilyn Monroe mark above her lip. She was dressed as a kinky nun. Sound familiar to anyone? Can someone comment on either of their bedroom performances?

It's 9:00. Realizing that I'm ready for another session but lacking the funds to make it happen, I once again traverse the border to obtain more cash. I really need to start bringing more money. Still mentally traumatized by the about of Montezuma's Revenge from my first visit a month earlier, I grab a meal and a coffee from McD's before crossing back into Mexico. I remember reading about a good medicine to take that will allow me to eat in a foreign land with no worries; can anyone provide any insight into that topic?

After heading back into Mexico, I decide to stop at Adelita. I haven't been there since my maiden voyage to Tijuana a month ago. The quality at AB on this night is right up there with Hong Kong in my opinion. My understanding is AB girls charge a bit less than HK girls, so I stick around and take my time sizing up the selection. A lot of them tonight have amazing measurements and appear to work out regularly. Yes, a lot of abs are on display. I am in paradise. The dancers are fantastic. One girl looks like Denise Richards. Another was a morena, super sexy, tall spinner with a round, medium-sized butt and see cups.

When the morena is done dancing and makes her way to collect her propinas, I keep giving another dollar just as she's about to leave. About seven dollars later, I tell her to come back for a drink after she's done collecting. She eventually returns to my table and I notice that it appears her makeup is covering up a bit of acne. Not a big deal but it probably dropped her from an 8. 5 to a 7. 5. We have a drink together and she is very firm on her price - 1000 pesos for a half hour. I tell her I'll need an hour to finish and she tells me she can make it happen in a half hour. Since I took about 40 minutes with Ruby, I'm guessing my second session will take longer, though this girl has a better body and a similarly attractive face. I eventually dismiss her after realizing she will not budge on her prices.

I walk around the premises to further assess my options and I eventually make brief eye contact with a stunner: Karin from Guadalajara. She's about 5'5", maybe 5'6", medium brown skin, medium brown hair with blond highlights, bolt-on D cups, six-pack abs, a very pretty face, and a real nice bubble butt, the likes of which I pondered whether I could set a drink on it while she's standing. I stop near her, scanning the rest of the room to make sure she's the one I want. But she already knows that she is. She introduces herself and we continue through the same points of negotiation discussed with the previous girl. I put my arms around her waist, grab her ass, and gently press my body into hers. Such assessment convinces me she can get the job done on time, so arriba we go.

Karin undresses and her body completely blows me away. I always wanted to take a pair of synthetic breasts for a ride, and they are every bit as delightful as I thought they would be. She starts out with head and after a couple minutes, I start playing with her soaking wet pussy. She proceeds to reverse cowgirl a new experience for me. She has a tight pussy for a puta and she says she just came from Guadalajara four days ago. She must be just getting started in the business. We switch to perrito and she is very vocal to the point where I suspect a bit of acting. I'm guessing she really is enjoying it but embellishing in the voicing of her pleasure. Fine by me, it definitely helps me get off quicker. We go into missionary, which allows me to maximize the visual aesthetic of her goddess-like body. That, along with the unique sensation of her firm silicone breasts as I press my torso against hers, combined with the grip I have on her amazing ass allowing for deeper penetration, and I've busted my load in record time. But I remain optimistic that I've lasted long enough and provided her enough pleasure that she might remember me next time I come around. Not quite as wild as Ruby, but she still screws with a passion. Combined with her top-notch beauty (she's a solid 9), I think I have an ATF. She was quick to get back to work, but she did not rush at all during the act itself; she knows she can get a guy off quickly. She says she'll see me in the bar and she's on her way.

I take a shower, get dressed, and take another stroll amongst the paraditas. As many are trying to preposition me, I have to tell the lovely ladies that there is no mas leche, but some of them try to convince me otherwise. I have started returning their ch-ch-ch-ch calls, which many find quite amusing even though I'm not taking them up on their implied offers. Side note: I've done the ch-ch-ch-ch every time I've walked past Ximena today, and she awkwardly avoids eye contact. Good times.

Thinking I might treat Karin to a ficha (I know, I'm doing it backwards), I finish my lap and go back into Adelita. But it seems Karin's already gone arriba with another customer. So I walk around and have to tell one of the more assertive girls that there's no mas leche. She seems quite entertained by the statement; she grabs her friend's attention and tells me to tell her friend what I just told her. They get a good laugh out of it and she tries to convince me that I still have some left, but she's too skinny anyways so I decline. I walk around the room again and spot Karin with another customer, so we exchange subtle smiles and I let her go about her business.

After watching a few more amazingly beautiful dancers, I feel like I'm ready for a third session but with only enough money for a street girl. I make the rounds several more times since I've consumed so much water that I'm relieving myself every five minutes. I take advantage of every barker that wants me to patronize their bar, excusing myself to the restroom as they offer me a table, and in a few instances, humor their attempts to push one of their girls on me. Such efforts are quickly concluded as I am clearly not interested in any such advances.

After I feel like I've rid my body of most of the yellow liquid, I finally approach Ninfa from Morelos, who is working near the back entrance of Cascada. She is a spinner, about 5'4", A cups, medium-dark brown complexion with slightly freckled cheeks, and slightly permed dark brown hair with blond highlights. She has a small yet round butt and tight abs. I tell her I want to be with her, and I ask her what she wants. "Tu. " Yes dear, but you also want my money. How much? She offers her services at 200 pesos for 15 minutes. I counter with 300 for a half hour, but she wants 400. We eventually agree on 350 for todo, sin ropa for a half hour. As noted in previous chapters, I've had trouble finishing on past occasions. This might be a waste of time and cash, especially considering that the quality of my last round may have desensitized me to what I'm about to get.

But I have some role-playing going on in my mind. Ninfa strikes me as one of the cute girls from the bilingual program from when I was in high school. The bilingual program catered to students who predominantly spoke Spanish and did not know English very well or at all (bilingual was kind of a misnomer). Such students would not interact much with the rest of us, but I always had fantasies about having sex with those girls. I did not really speak any Spanish at the time so I would always imagine an encounter wherein neither of us could understand each other, except that we wanted each other's genitals. Too bad I was always too stoned and thus my skills with the ladies were always incapacitated during those years.

So on to the fantasy, except now I am able to communicate with such girls. Even better. Ninfa really enjoys the sex and is contributing sufficiently to the effort. I've recently discovered a new trick wherein I keep telling myself in my mind that I am not wearing a condom, and it actually works to an extent. Standard process: head, perrito, missionary. There may have been some cowgirl as well. I try to play with her pussy as she gives me head, but she prefers that I play with her nipples. Sure thing, sister. You got it. Perhaps I've met my soul mate because she has to go number 1 before and during the act as well. As I'm plowing her in missionary, she pulls my body onto hers, so I grab her ass to allow for deeper penetration. As I feel myself approaching climax, I want to see her body and her face so I back off a bit. I bust my load, and she waits for me as I shower and get dressed. She accompanies me during the entire course of my departure from the hotel. In retrospect, I wish I would have offered her a snack or a meal. She told me earlier that she was finishing work at 3:00 and after we part ways, I realize it is just about 3:00. Maybe she wanted to hang out with me a little longer. She did express a desire to learn English. Oh well, at least I told her I'll be looking for her next weekend. The role that was previously performed by Ruby will henceforth be played by Ninfa.

I wanted to mention this in my report, but I forgot. Has anyone else noticed that dollars and pesos are just about at the same value in the ZN these days?

Long Don: That was a great report.

But it made me want to [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord134][CodeWord134][/url].

[QUOTE=LongDonSilva;1795065]I wanted to mention this in my report, but I forgot. Has anyone else noticed that dollars and pesos are just about at the same value in the ZN these days?[/QUOTE]Yes after awhile the clubs and hotels catch up on the exchange rate. But thank god for the SG's who still use the 10 to 1 conversion. They want $20 and will accept 200 pesos.

And I hope you are still writing your detailed reports years from now when I can no longer make the trip. Felt like I was there.

[QUOTE=LongDonSilva;1794980]
It's 9:00. Realizing that I'm ready for another session but lacking the funds to make it happen, I once again traverse the border to obtain more cash. I really need to start bringing more money. Still mentally traumatized by the about of Montezuma's Revenge from my first visit a month earlier, I grab a meal and a coffee from McD's before crossing back into Mexico. I remember reading about a good medicine to take that will allow me to eat in a foreign land with no worries; can anyone provide any insight into that topic?
[/QUOTE]Thanks for the TR.

Start using a Mexican ATM and save the trek. The ATM fee will be outweighed by the time and effort needed to cross and re-cross. Don't use the ones in the Zona.

I know of no pill that will let you eat foods in other countries with impunity. Certain antibiotics are indicated for a case of traveler's diarrhea. However that antibiotic does vary from region to region. Read the (still small) food thread for good places to eat. Tijuana is much cleaner than it used to be. I've eaten in Tijuana for years and never had a serious problem. The only problems I've had tended to come from the carts in the Zona.

[QUOTE=Phordphan;1795307]Thanks for the TR.

i know of no pill that will let you eat foods in other countries with impunity. Certain antibiotics are indicated for a case of traveler's diarrhea. However that antibiotic does vary from region to region. Read the (still small) food thread for good places to eat. Tijuana is much cleaner than it used to be. I've eaten in Tijuana for years and never had a serious problem. The only problems I've had tended to come from the carts in the Zona.[/QUOTE]I travel abroad a lot, when I do the most important item I take with me is a bottle of activated charcoal in pill form. Hospitals use them in OD and poisoning because it absorbs toxin and bacteria. Only side effect is black poo.

At the first hint, I would take a pill and rarely have to take two. I only pop two if i get diarrhea, symptoms gone by the following day. Then take one more to be safe. Note, it also absorbs alcohol, so drinking may be a waste of effort as long as the charcoal is in your system.

I usually withdraw cash from the Scotia ATM next to Adelita and the restaurant Monaco.

On Halloween night Saturday Oct 31, I withdrew 1,200 peso with 9.50 peso in fee, total 1209.50 peso. My bank charged me $73.41 with $3.66 fee, total $77.07.

Final exchange rate including all fees is 15.69 pesos to $1.

This exchange rate is not bad, but the transactions would show up in the bank statement as "Scotia bank Tijuana International withdrawal", in case you have to explain it to some one.

[QUOTE=AnonX69;1795365]I travel abroad a lot, when I do the most important item I take with me is a bottle of activated charcoal in pill form. Hospitals use them in OD and poisoning because it absorbs toxin and bacteria. Only side effect is black poo.

At the first hint, I would take a pill and rarely have to take two. I only pop two if i get diarrhea, symptoms gone by the following day. Then take one more to be safe. Note, it also absorbs alcohol, so drinking may be a waste of effort as long as the charcoal is in your system.[/QUOTE]They sell these pills in Tijuana. I forget the brand name they go under. My experience with them is they don't stop the runs or gas / bloating. . both of which need to be remedied in order to get better.

Wow. I really enjoy Long Dong's blow-by-blow narratives of his 3 sexual encounters in La Zona. 3 sessions to completion without requiring any ED pills are a good achievement, even for studs, worthy of mention.

The bocce ball is a metal sphere probably around 6 to 7 pounds. If it hits someone it could break some bones and disable a person, and could cause serious injuries. It's usually played in vacant alleys, definitely unsafe on busy Revolucion. I think the cabron did intentionally try to hit Long Dong and knock him out for a robbery. It's a danger that should be reported to the policia, or at least send them an email, alerting them of the attempt, if that would do any good. Damn. Another Tijuana danger to watch out for.

It's a shame his flame Ruby in Tropical would try to squeeze him for every extra 50 pesos. I've had more bad experiences than good in Tropical, including the rough chicas and cheating meseros. In my mind, Tropical is a very rough bar, nowhere as nice, clean, fun, sexy, entertaining and professionally-managed as Hong Kong. The dark, gruff, filthy feels in Tropical always give the chills up the back of my neck and make me feel tense.

Looks like Ninfa really digs Long Dong. You can tell if the chicas really dig you when they keep caressing your body, pulling your ass in for deeper penetration, and trying to prolong the pleasure in the session. Sex is far more satisfying when the girls really want to fuck and act out their horniness, perhaps some attraction or love. Sure beat the cold starfish any time.

I think she did hint at going out with him after her shift at 3 AM. A few of these young street girls wanted me to take them out to eat or to Las Pulgas for tequilas after work. Of course after some food, drinking and dancing, the sex could be far more loving and intense. Hehe. So Long Dong should try to pick up Ninfa again for a night out after work and report how juicier it would go.

I am surprised that he seems to have to [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord134][CodeWord134][/url] mid session every time, which is unusual for most males. It makes it difficult to restart the erection and resume the chicas' sexy mood, but it may points to more serious problems with his prostrate or may be a case of diabetes. He should research this issue and check with the right doctors.

Long Don writes good trip reports with lots of juicy details of the sex acts. Also the personalities and attitudes of chicas in various venues, that is enjoyable reading and very helpful mongers, newbies and old timers alike. At this rate Long Dong may soon be publishing his own "Fifty shades of PINK" of his sexual exploits in La Zona. Congrats.

[QUOTE=LongDonSilva;1794980]Chapter 4: The Awakening.

As I stroll down the strip of Avenida Revolucion that is reserved for foot traffic, extended souvenir shop displays, and restaurant seating, an airborne bocce ball lands within about seven feet of me, quite possibly almost terminating my existence before I get another chance with the lovely, luscious Latinas. Almost immediately after it lands, a late-teens, early-twenties chump runs right up to me, seemingly as if he had thrown the apparatus in an attempt to facilitate a burglary. He quickly changes direction as the ball misses me and runs into one of the shops. Not in the mood for a confrontation and failing to see anything productive coming out of approaching said douche bag, I give him an extended stare down as I continue walking.

When I arrive at La Coahuila, I perform my standard walk through the street girls before I circle back to Tropical. As a mesero leads me to a table, I ask him if Ruby is working, to which he replies in the affirmative and promptly returns with a girl who is not Ruby. The imposter is light-skinned with medium-brown hair, really nice 5'7" spinner body wearing a bikini with an OK face. She also qualifies as having booty. She starts with the normal meet-and-greet, and I go along with it though I promptl

The mesero returns, asking me what happened. I tell him that's not the girl. I describe Ruby to him, then he promptly returns with her. She is wearing jeans and a casual tank-top as if she is not working, possibly just pulled from her hotel room. I ask her if she remembers me, and she says of course she does. When I playfully question the sincerity of her response, she recollects our previous encounter two weeks ago, including my shortage of funds, my trip across the border and back in order to compensate her accordingly, and the passionate acts that ensued. She tells the mesero that I'm her novio; I haven't yet decided it that's a good thing or bad...[/QUOTE]

Anyone know what kind of outlets are used in Tijuana. I've never took the time to look when I stay over night there.

A lot of them are identical to the US but some aren't grounded, so if you have a three prong grounded plug, you might need an adapter.

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http://www.power-plugs-sockets.com/mexico/