Recommend Hotels that are Chica Freindly + QUIET ??
I am going to Quito very soon.
I have read the forum. Many hotels are listed. Thanks to all of you who have posted.
I just read another mongers report that many of the hotels are VERY NOISY.
After a long day of mongering, I need real peace and quiet.
Can anyone recommned hotels that are Chica Freindly + safe + quiet + not too far from the center of things that are in the say $15 - $35 per nite range ?
Gracias
DavidB - How would you rate the Chongos ?
Thanks DavidB
How would you rate the Chongos ?
If you figured in "price" "Value" "attractivness of the chicas" and "attitude/PSE" how would you rank the chongos as for best overall value ?
PS - I like white chicks, skinny and young 18-25.
OK, well and maybe a little darker skinned.
OK, well, and if they are thicker and have a great boob job that's OK, too.
OK. well, I like all chicas.
How would you rate the Chongos?
World Peace Through Pussy
on tuesday i stepped on the first of three buses for a forty hour bus ride from lima to quito. good riddance to garbage-pile, beak-nosed peru. decided to hold off on a return visit to volcan tungurahua because i will need something to do during buttboy's birthday and new years.
ecuadorian drama started at the border as i did not get my passport stamped out from my first trip in 2006. in thirty seconds the two officers had me busted. lol. so much for a new passport. "you cannot enter ecuador," one officer matter-of-factly stated. me: !!! i expected a hefty fine at worst. i did not expect to be barred from the country. i stuck to my story, muttering the mantra "but i've never been in ecuador. my old passport was stolen." embrace the lie and deny, deny, deny (i am becoming more south american by the day).
after five minutes of letting me sweat it out the second guard then casually says something about $200. because fines start at $200, going up to $2000, i had expected to pay more. so upon mention of a mere $200 my heart leapt for joy while i played a grief-stricken tourist. add to this $200us is now 20% cheaper than last year and paying the fine was a breeze. externally: oh woe is me! internally: tee hee!
by hour thirty into the bus trip, in fits of sleep, the ache in my legs had me dreaming alien leeches were eating my kneecaps. but at long last, upon waking at 6:14am, outside the window were the familiar valleys of green as we passed the entrance to cotopaxi park. no more of lima's dry, colorless desert. here is patch-work farmland, snow-covered mountain peaks, people nestled in the life-abundant folds and crevices of the earth. it is obvious i am a mountain man. no matter if it be the 2850 meters of quito or the 4150 meters of la paz i'd rather be fucking amidst the ripped muscles of this landscape than a monotonous, lifeless desert. it is simply more inspiring.
not desiring a return to gringolandia with its drug-addicts and transvestites (lest i start another street war) i selected an alternate area of town to set up camp. shopped three hours for a quality hotel and price. decided on a $26-per-night hotel because they offered me a $12-per-night deal if i paid a month's rent up front. slapped $360 on the table. safe area, convenient transport, grocery stores, restaurants, double bed, cable tv, large sunlit bathroom, $10 extra for guests. picked up some freaky fruits cereal and other misc for breakfasts. returned to the hotel for delicious sleep. i am home in quito. or am i? did i ever leave? life is but a dream ... zzzzzz.
come evening, still somewhat disorientated, tired, after a successful and frictionless re-entry i spent a quiet couple hours in 3 star. to my surprise all the same guys work there, from the front door guard to the waiters to the mic announcer. smiles and handshakes. even lord byron's wife was present, warmly greeting me as she held my hand. wow, i feel like a part of the family! observed the newer, larger chongo, music bringing back the great memories of old. [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord140][CodeWord140][/url]-poor selection of flesh as hoof said. but i am used to a chongo's dry spells, particularly 3 star. the benefit of knowing so many chongos is the dry spell of one is the hotter-than-hell time of another. such is the principle of rotation.
i thought about what i want to do here in quito, other than simply avoiding winter back home. the idea of another blowout 73 chicas is a unreal expectation. at this point i figure if i can tap 20-25 chicas in a couple months, two or three of them being memorable, the rest as temporary dick massages, it will be sufficient.
my initial isg time in quito-2006 can be compared to a brand new company in a state of supergrowth. today that growth has cooled, the company and idea have matured. i'm an older monger now, unlike the fresh and eager enthusiasms of a water boy. it can't be the first inning all the time.
thus i do not expect to be posting long daily reports like the heyday first trip. unless something new sparks under my ass my isg postings are probably going to be limited from here on in. should a new adventure arise, worthy of a report, sure. but like mraughh once said what more is there to say after young tung-06? old tung-07 is as content to surf tv channels as invest in 700 penny sexing.
plan a is to scout the big cheap clubs first, those that delivered for me the first time around. after these are (1) the more expensive and (2) second tier places, in the effort to squeeze all chongos of any new 8teenies. plan b is my ace-in-the-hole (ha! that phrase is quite fitting!), to be implemented after 1-2 weeks.
friday. touch me. new door guard. he wants to temporarily confirep001e my camera. no. i left. had a beer in cheers. one new cutie noted. she was too lazy to get up so i could confirm a tiny ass. left. will return later. bussed to the la luna complex. coco bongos first. one new petite, busy. tiny gaby is present as well. in son cubanos i found pretty 19 year carla, not much else. azucre. a new chongo for me. the nicest (i.e., newest) of the three clubs here but the least for chica selection. watched some lanny barbie porn on the big screen, a canuck pussy spread wide, great eye candy.
bussed to caribes, nada, then condorito, nada, el foco azul, nada, club 11-79, nada. $5 taxi to la fragata. door guard exclaims my name, shakes my hand -- good memory. huh?! talk about chongo upgrade. lord byron has doubled the size of the club, shiny new, $15 fichas. the chica with the best back-arch in all of quito, as sampled in 3 star, oversees the bar/register. doesn't look like she's offering her goods for 700 pennies anymore. in the future i can brag to having laid dozens of chongo managers.
to the office, nada. walked to the old entrance of cocktel. hmmm, there is a cocktel sidewalk sign outside a door; all looks quiet. bypassed vibracion for 860 akershuz, nada. walked by nightcats.
saturday. touch me without camera. two new petite cuties. picked the one with smiles. karen, 22. she sucked. well, she didn't suck therefore she sucked. no eye contact. i blew just to end it, then forgot my change. doh! nevertheless, as expected touch me takes the first.
resorte medellin, nada. kahlua, nada. la movida, chatted with slender, 29 year old rita of cuenca. bussed further north.
marquis sade i is not closed as i expected. it is called club casanova now. i found super-slender negrita maria here, 20 years. 700 penny sampling. pretty face, superior tiny ass, but cool on the service. no photos, no bj, no smooching. still, what a fantastic body and curves to bend over in doggie.
divas. one negrita caught my eye. older than maria, not as slender, 257% pricier. had a beer, exited.
"the alley" (of five bars). what the?! looks like fire and brimstone rained on the place. the front three chongos are gutted, two remain at the back. there are very shady dudes hanging out in the gutted shadows. one tried to call me over. yeah, right. sicosis was empty, five mutt-itas barking with a handful of clientele. as i exited the alley one guy creepily follows. i cross the street. he sees me eyeing him, stops at the median, turns around. hmmm, this place is weird. me-thinks these guys are doing too much of their own stock.
down to 4033. one slender pretty noted, a little older. bussed to 3 star for a couch beer, tunes. met lord byron in the flesh. he always dresses down in appearance. i bet 99% of 3 star's crowd doesn't even realize he is a god.
sunday. club alondras by 2pm. maritza montiel is here; she's giving me eye contact for a go. but i chose to spurt with a newbie, cute noelia of guayaquil, 23 years. yet again no photos, no bj, no smooching. hmmm, a pattern is beginning to emerge. are newbies trying to be 'good' for santa?! are seasonal differences kicking in? scoped out next door, marquis de sade, to find maria present. the huge-assed, spaced-out florida-latina is also here, high on some chemical as always.
tally thus far: 22 clubs in 3 days, some 300-350 fluid ounces soaking my brain, three 700 penny chicas. i am starting to feel right again after the forty hour bus trip, the sniffles subside.
last notes. until i get over a paranoia of being back, cautiously dipping my toes in all waters, my hotel and its location are not going to be publicly posted.
unlike my first eruption here, however, i am no longer dis-inclined to meeting isg members. we are all freaks of evolution -- give me sexual liberty or give me death! -- some more freakier than others, so we may as well be freaky together over a breakfast bowl of freaky fruit. i suspect friky00, who is now named iamnotafreak, is in temporary freak-denial with a girlfriend.
while isg's motto may be world peace through pussy our membership smacks of a congregation riddled with personal schisms. just so long as spooning at night is not part of the meeting i am okay with hanging out for some beers.
let's all get fucked-up on the lack of oxygen in this heaven on earth, discussing our global gypsy-classless existence and the pure blood of principle. certain restrictions apply, of course. i am not taking blond-haired, blue-eyed joe hardy on a avenida maldonado tour during friday night. maybe on a tuesday night.
til then, the scouting for 8teenies continues ...
