Jakarta

I guess business in Kota etc. must be suffering. When I was in Jakarta in January I could reach Kartika without using a boat but the Jakarta Post showed a picture that now Jalan Medan Merdeka Utara is under water. Are Jl. Hayam Wuruk and Jl. Gadjah Mada accessible?

Regards,

Ko

[QUOTE=Simsalabim272; 1528221]Was in Jakarta from Saturday to Monday. For the first time ever. Read a lot of the posts here and came as well-prepared as one can be. Decided to stay at Hotel Ambhara. Perfect GF hotel – no problems whatsoever. Friendly staff, even though they were fully aware of what was going on. They see it every night with many of the guests, I guess.

Saturday, I was quite horny, couldn't wait and went hunting in the nearby malls right away. Many girls sent me eyes and said hello and laughed in a sweet way, and I am sure I could have taken a couple of them with me home, but I was simply too shy to go further down that road and returned empty-handed.

At 22pm I went to Top Gun. It was exactly what I expected after reading the reports here. Mostly women in their 30's, most of them single mothers, but a few of them pretty good looking. Was soon talking with 25-year-old Erna – with a good body and a nice smile. Also her friend, whose name I forgot, and who had a stunning body. Chose Erna though, because of the face, and I did not regret. BBBJ, DATY, several positions and came three times. After that she told me about herself – something I always enjoy listening to, maybe because it makes me feel I am making love to a girlfriend. We made love again and then I sent her home.

Sunday, I went to Top Gun again to pick up Erna's friend. But unfortunately she was not there, and the night was a real disappointment. Went to D's Place and My Bar, but they were empty – only a few scary old women. Went back to Top Gun to wait for the friend, but she never appeared. I was in a bad mood. But then came in a small, tiny and fragile girl. She did not look a day more than 18. Sent her eyes, but she seemed to be in the same mood as I and she was not really up to something – probably because of my size compared to hers. What a pity.

About 1am I just went to a girl and asked her to come with me. There was heavy rain outside, so we had to take the so-called (fake) 'Bluebird'-taxi outside. And of course the driver went in the wrong direction, and the girl did not say anything, in fact she seemed to know the driver. But I knew what this was all about, so I led him in the right direction, and when we came to the hotel, he showed me a sign on the door saying that the minimum was 40, 000 IDR. I didn't care at all – we had avoided the rain. The girl was actually good in bed, but – OMG – she had the most terrible breasts I have ever seen in my entire life. Poor woman – she was also ashamed herself. But she gave a good ride and swallowed several loads. I don't think she expected much money, and I gave her for a ST.

Monday I had decided to go to BATS – that should be the grand final. Unfortunately, I had meetings at the hotel and they took a long time, and it was impossible for me to be at BATS before 0:30. But what a place. Totally packed with stunning girls. Unfortunately the best girls were already taken – even though I had decided beforehand to take the very best no matter the price (sorry guys!). Because of all the sex the previous days, I was not quite in the mood, but then came Lia (her real name) or Sammy (working name). She was small and maybe she did not have the best body ever, but she had the most beautiful face – and that is always no. 1 for me. And then she was full of energy, which is also something I like. We went. At the hotel she told me she expected 2 million for LT and 1, 5 million for ST. But I told her that I knew from the Internet that nobody ever paid more than 1 milllion. It was late and she accepted. What a deal. This was my best fuck EVER! Afterwards she told me here whole life story in perfect English (at least better than mine). She was very talkative and in such a sweet way. That turned me on and we fucked again. This was the perfect final, and I smiled all the way home on the KLM airplane – what a wonderful girl and what a perfect final.

I have now landed in Amsterdam. I want to take a look at the girls here before I go last kilometers back to Scandinavia. But the girls here are to masculine and cold in my eyes. Nothing compared to those amazing Indonesian girls.

So far, I have only been with hookers (including Thai) in Europe and working girls in China (Chinese and Vietnamese) – but Indonesia was the best and wildest I have ever tried. I have simply fallen in love with the exotic looking, feminine and smiling Indonesian girls. Now, I am already trying to come up with an excuse to go back again. Or maybe to the Philippines and Thailand. Can anyone tell if there are differences (good and bad) between the girls there and the girls in Jakarta? Where do you get the best experience if you – like me – simply cannot live without Asian girls? Where should I go next?[/QUOTE]Great report, and proof that a first-time poster can write a post with useful information instead of just asking questions.

A few comments:

- paying 40, 000 rupiah at 1 am in the pouring rain may have seemed like an overcharge but in reality you paid just over US $3, I'm glad you realized that it wasn't a big deal. By the way, I've lived or traveled in several countries where a late night (post-midnight) taxi ride would cost more simply because there's no guarantee that the driver will get another fare quickly at that hour.

- that same girl, the one with the terrible breasts, reminded me of a girl who I had a few sessions with at Stadium's 3rd floor MP back in 2008. That girl claimed to be 24, looked younger, but had had two kids who must have been breast-fed 24/7 and had totally wiped out her breasts. I remember that she always wore a skimpy bandeau (strapless) bra during sex and even in the shower as she was too embarrassed to go bare-chested. No problem, she was great in bed!

- I'm impressed that you stood your ground with Lia / Sammy about not paying more than 1 million, and I hope that other readers will note how quickly she agreed to meet your price.

- I'm not sure I have the courage to enter the "who's better: Thai Filipina or Indonesian girls?" argument as all 3 have their charms. My vote would be for Indonesian girls, however, as the most likely to give a nice GFE experience. Of course I have to always remind myself that it's still a business.

prelude.

i wish i was an asian rain, with photos of girls with see*m dripping down their faces. i wish i was a dorman, busy with my friday (and thursday!) follies. i wishi was more like all of you, my distinguished betters on this forum. however, unfortunately, i'm easily distracted by out-of-the-way experiences and i lack that get-down-to-business attitude. i like roaming around my personal game of gta: jakarta armageddon and am not focused on leveling up.

i visited medika, classic spa and scorpion recently. here follows a field report.

i: medika.

the other afternoon, with or nothing or little to do and a few rupiah in my pocket, i thought i would venture to mal ciputra to see if it could rival mal atrium. it did not, unfortunately. i saw no likely candidates, although i don't think many bules venture there. ymmv. however, i received many, many smiles that i could have followed up on from the spgs working at the toko toko and department stores. (in comparison to other malls in the scbd).

around jam pulang, just after maghrib, i ventured to medika, the club behind mal ciputra. there was supposed to be sexy dancing there. i took the long way, on foot, along jl daan mogot, as opposed to the back way from ciputra. there's also short cut you can take from the mall before the big gate closes at 10 pm i read on an indonesian forum that women assembled on jl. daan mogot at rush hour and could be taken to the short-time hotels that were a little further to the west. i saw no one, save jakarta's teeming masses, eager to catch their mikrolets and bis kota for the voyage home, and i was not eager to stand there and wait.

walking down jl. daan mogot 1, i reached medika and checked my bag with the black-clad burly ambonese and betawi security guards. i saw a sign that said dangdut, second floor.

hey, i thought, i missed that the first few times i was here. i now had a mission. i entered.

the club was dark and the music was blaring. i heard before that there was dancing at 6 pm 8 p. m, and 10 pm but there was no one there and no signs that a show had just ended.

where's the dangdut, i asked. second floor, a mami replied. she directed me to the stairs on the left.

before i reached the stairway i found a huge fishbowl. one i had not seen before. full of 30 or so girls. each had one redeeming trait. a huge bosom, or a sexy ass, for example. which was complimented by a fatal flaw. bad teeth or a less-than-pretty face. ces't la vie. i know that its about rp 350,000 all-in for those girls. their quality is just biasa, and i would rather go to classic or travel for that amount.

then, another surprise: next to the fishbowl was a large room full of tables where you could sit with girls and buy them drinks. i never saw this before. this room makes the club huge. forgive me, i was probably addled with lust and alcohol on my last trip here.

anyway, i made it to the second floor. the lights were on, the band was setting up. no girls. no singers. two indonesian fellows. customers, like me. just entered, too. we came, we saw, we left. the mami there said dangdut would start at 10 pm

another time, mami. another time.

ii: classic spa.

i went to classic spa the next day. i was not in the mood for a rp 400,000 three-way on the second floor. just a massage plus plus. i have had two or three such massages there before. maybe i could negotiate a little bit more this time. not fj or bj or whatever. just something more erotic. maybe topless from the start, or with more frisky touching.

i got my little number tag (no. 1!) at the front desk. i went to my locker and changed into the shorts provided. the lads took my shoes to be shined. (i tipped them rp 20,000 later). i showered, changed again, went into the hot pool, steam room and sauna for about 45 minutes. i showered again, asked one of the lads for a robe and went into the bar / lounge off of the sauna area.

the bar is the gateway to the massage area. it's dark, not noisy or smokey, with many comfortable chairs and a lot of privacy. the girls sit in a sofa area along one wall about 7 meters away. they are well lit. it's possible to sit and look at the television and make a measured decision about the girls.

i hear that these girls are rp 800,000, but have never tried them. these are not the massage ladies, but full-service ladies. some look pretty, most of them look tired. maybe these are girls from the first floor club on a break; maybe it's overflow seating.

i walked straight back and to the right to the front desk for massages. there are three or four attendants there. one handles the scheduling, two handle the paperwork, i think. the scheduler was a tall, friendly betawi girl. i asked for a hard massage and she said, ok, number 35, she's very good.

bagus sekali, i thought in indonesian, ordered a drink and sat down to wait.

the betawi cewek then took me to the private rooms.

we passed a second area of ceweks, waiting waiting waiting.

i was escorted to tiny room. it's larger if you request a lulur (scrub) or the two-girl special (both of which are rp 450,000 for two sessions), but i requested a massage biasa.

there's a shower and a raised area for the massage in the room. it's a clean, well-lighted place, but no radio or television. fortunately, the music blaring from the first-floor club was enough to cut the silence.

i stripped, wrapped myself in a towel and lay down. several minutes later my massage girl walked in: 18 years old, east javanese. holy crap! a gadis hitam manis with smooth skin and a sweet face. she said she had been working there for three weeks and was obviously a bit uneasy, although she was not shy.

i shelved my plans for the super-erotic massage as to not freak her out. her massage was great. number 35 had strong hands.

she did something that i don't know how it worked. i was on my back. i think her hand was wrapped in a towel. she applied pressure to my ass several times with her knuckles. along my legs and then putting pressure right there, on the prostate. wow. awesome.

she took her time, sometimes sliding her hand along the inside of my leg up to my cock. but not touching it. almost, but no. she kept adjusting the towels as she did the massage. when she did my legs, it would cover half my ass. when she did my front, the towel would just cover my cock (until my erection knocked it aside). yes! this is what i wanted!

eventually, i went for a third session (rp 95,000) for "special massage". she asked for rp 300,000. i said no thanks, thinking that i could be on the second-floor in 15 minutes and pay rp 270,000. she immediately dropped to rp 200,000. it was still too much, but what the hell. the massage girl was sweet and beautiful. as she took control i undid her shirt and bra to see her small, firm light brown breasts and soft skin with dime-sized dark nipples.

after finishing things up, number 35 let her hair down. she was pretty. next time i think i will negotiate at the start: hair down, sexy massage, play with little man, topless. i think it is better to be direct up front.

i cleaned up, showered again and left. we agreed on her tip, which was added to my bill as i left. the attendants up front asked me if the massage girl and i had agreed to rp 200,000. i said yes. i was glad they checked with me.

i gave my "paid" card to the guard and walked out of the hotel.

and then i remembered dangdut.

oh yeah, my original mission.

iii permata / skorpion.

the hotel permata, which has a stuffed tiger in the lobby, is just steps away from classic. it also has club skorpion for "dank dhut". dank dhut, not dangdhut. ha! i arrived at 10 pm just as the club got underway. there were about 30 girls, a nine-member band, one or two mamis, an emcee, waitresses and a few customers.

it's run down. think lone star as opposed to asmoro on jl. blora. i ordered a beer and sat down. the emcee had a blazer thrown over a tee-shirt (style!) and was happy to talk to me (in indonesian (. after we spoke, he took to the stage and made a long speech welcoming everyone to the club, thanking me for arriving, told everyone about the fake job and fake background information i gave him, spoke a little about the songs and the band.

the girls then came on to sing, three at a time. after singing, the girls all came through the crowd (which was growing) , shaking hands with everyone in a friendly way. welcome, mister, they would say. some spoke a few words of english, most spoke only indonesian. one girl, a little older and chunkier sang a javanese-style dank dhut song.

intrigued, i invited her to have a drink with me.

the woman was nonie. 32, from yogyakarta but living in jakarta with her adik. she claimed that she and the girls rotated between three clubs: skorpion, some place in ancol and puri mega near jl pramuka in jakarta timur. most of the girls were janda, either widowed or divorced. some had children, some had none. nonie said that no one was paid a salary and that they relied on tips. i am not sure if i believe that, but it makes sense, given how anxious they were to sit for a drink.

the ladies' drinks, by the way, were the same price as my drink. there was no hidden charge. i bought a few dancers drinks and they were happy to have a hand on their leg and to flirt. i got a light kiss once.

i was ready to go home after a few beers. the emcee came over and asked if i had gotten the nomor hape from all the girls. wow. i forgot, but next time i will. i imagine that a nice, generous guy could make arrangements to see the girls during the day (they work from 10 pm to 3 am). a more intent man could probably make arrangements to meet directly after work. you'd need some indonesian language skills. the girls said they were hesitant to talk to me before they know i could speak indonesian. if you don't speak indonesian, i am sure you could dance with the girls and have fun in the dark. although nothing too nakal.

i walked over to jl peconogan and had some food. it's a culinary hotspot, you know. my free tip to you all. then i was full and tired, so i went home and slept.

fin

Great post HHH, I really enjoyed reading it. Love your analogy about the city a bit like your own little version of GTA.

Its like that sometimes, at night in the shadows, discovering the city and finding little gems.

[QUOTE=OmBule; 1528814]Prelude.

I wish I was an Asian Rain, with photos of girls with see*m dripping down their faces. I wish I was a Dorman, busy with my Friday (and Thursday!) follies. I wishI was more like all of you, my distinguished betters on this forum. However, unfortunately, I'm easily distracted by out-of-the-way experiences and I lack that get-down-to-business attitude. I like roaming around my personal game of GTA: Jakarta Armageddon and am not focused on leveling up.

I visited Medika, Classic Spa and Scorpion recently. Here follows a field report.

I: Medika.

The other afternoon, with or nothing or little to do and a few rupiah in my pocket, I thought I would venture to Mal Ciputra to see if it could rival Mal Atrium. It did not, unfortunately. I saw no likely candidates, although I don't think many bules venture there. YMMV. However, I received many, many smiles that I could have followed up on from the SPGs working at the toko toko and department stores. (In comparison to other malls in the SCBD).

Around Jam Pulang, just after Maghrib, I ventured to Medika, the club behind Mal Ciputra. There was supposed to be sexy dancing there. I took the long way, on foot, along Jl Daan Mogot, as opposed to the back way from Ciputra...[/QUOTE]

[QUOTE=OmBule; 1528814]Prelude.

I wish I was an Asian Rain, with photos of girls with see*m dripping down their faces. I wish I was a Dorman, busy with my Friday (and Thursday!) follies.[/QUOTE]There are eight million stories in the Nakal City, this has been one of 'them.

Excellent report Om, great to hear news from the lesser trodden paths of this delightfully wicked town.

By the way whatever happened to that Dorman guy, did his heart finally give out after one East Jakarta student threesome too many?

I am in Jarkata for a week for business it is been 8 month from my last trip everything is higher with inflation in Indo, check out Marabaya at Blok M price is up to 600k and girl are ugly even cherry sauna at Lokasari is now 700k, the best deal is still at hotel travel and classic terminal price is still 350k also check out MTR Grand and royal at kota Indah near Mangar dua price is 300k for the girl very young and service is lousy and the music is too damn loud will check out the disco tonight royal crown and stadium.

Fast Eddie 48

[QUOTE=Fast Eddie 48;1525694]I never get good service at Hotel travel been going there for over 5 yr now for 350k you are not going to get GFE and very good service.[/QUOTE]If you never get 'good service' why you keep going back there. For over 5 Years! Just asking.

I've also never gotten good service at Hotel Travel. I kept trying it occasionally off and on for over 5 years in hopes that it might improve and would be another good option for variety. But it never did. I stopped going there altogether about 3 years ago. Although the girls are nice looking and the price is cheap, I consider that place to be a waste of time.

[QUOTE=OmBule;1528814]I visited Medika, Classic Spa and Scorpion recently.[/QUOTE]Interesting report. Not many bules make the venture over to Medika. JAD took me there on his "Adult Disneyland Tour" many years ago, but you rarely hear about it on this forum. I'd never even heard of Scorpion before. You are obviously more adventurous than the average foreigner.

Walking around Mangga Besar and not in the mood to hit Travel Hotel, I walked into Oasis Spa, opposite Lokansari Place. They run a 40% discount promotion on packages, which include 1 hour standard massage and 45 minutes B2B.

Regular massage girls are mostly 3-5 in the looks, but there was one which was above the lot and certainly 8 in the looks. Gave me a great massage, very professional which I enjoyed a lot. Communication was a bit difficult (I do not speak Bahasa) , but as massage went on she directed my hands towards her boobs (nice C Cup) which she eventually released from her bra when giving me a nice and soft HJ.

After that went back to the group for second selection (standard massage girls wear blue dresses, B2B girls wear green dresses). Mamasan recommended a girl for good service, but she looked to be on the heavy side, so I declined and picked a slim cutie with a nice smile. Good looking girl, petite, perfect body with a nice "C" cup and eager to please. Shower, B2B, shower again, BBBJ and covered FS in multiple positions. Her name is Putri and can only be recommended.

Total damage 395. 000 IDR for a good 2 hours of entertainment.

[QUOTE=Michelangelo; 1529566]Walking around Mangga Besar and not in the mood to hit Travel Hotel, I walked into Oasis Spa, opposite Lokansari Place. They run a 40% discount promotion on packages, which include 1 hour standard massage and 45 minutes B2B.

Regular massage girls are mostly 3-5 in the looks, but there was one which was above the lot and certainly 8 in the looks. Gave me a great massage, very professional which I enjoyed a lot. Communication was a bit difficult (I do not speak Bahasa) , but as massage went on she directed my hands towards her boobs (nice C Cup) which she eventually released from her bra when giving me a nice and soft HJ.

After that went back to the group for second selection (standard massage girls wear blue dresses, B2B girls wear green dresses). Mamasan recommended a girl for good service, but she looked to be on the heavy side, so I declined and picked a slim cutie with a nice smile. Good looking girl, petite, perfect body with a nice "C" cup and eager to please. Shower, B2B, shower again, BBBJ and covered FS in multiple positions. Her name is Putri and can only be recommended.

Total damage 395. 000 IDR for a good 2 hours of entertainment.[/QUOTE]Just a matter of curiosity: the Jakarta Post reported flooding of Jakarta as far as Monas (see attachment Jakarta Post February 06). Mangga Besar is reported as being flooded. Why does nobody over the past week say anybody about this? Are they related to Jesus and thus can walk on the water? The mind boggles.

Regards,

Ko

[QUOTE=Smoothy;1529539]JAD took me there on his "Adult Disneyland Tour" many years ago,.[/QUOTE] Nice characterization. Typical JAD with his mickey mouse ceweks :D

[QUOTE=Koperen Karel; 1529575]Just a matter of curiosity: the Jakarta Post reported flooding of Jakarta as far as Monas (see attachment Jakarta Post February 06). Mangga Besar is reported as being flooded. Why does nobody over the past week say anybody about this? Are they related to Jesus and thus can walk on the water? The mind boggles.

Regards,

Ko[/QUOTE]No need to be Jesus. I did not see any water in the area where I was walking.

[QUOTE=Koperen Karel; 1529575]Just a matter of curiosity: the Jakarta Post reported flooding of Jakarta as far as Monas (see attachment Jakarta Post February 06). Mangga Besar is reported as being flooded. Why does nobody over the past week say anybody about this? Are they related to Jesus and thus can walk on the water? The mind boggles.

Regards,

Ko[/QUOTE]While my wife does frequently accuse me of having messianic tendencies I haven't quite developed any miraculous powers yet (it's a miracle that I can get out of bed some mornings but that's another story).

However if you actually read the article you will see the money quote.

"As of 3 PM, he [the Monas satpam] only reported minor flooding surrounding the park."

In other words there was a little bit of localised flooding around the Monas area for an hour or two on Wednesday morning, nothing more.

I was only ever once prevented from getting around Jakarta due to flooding and that was in February 2008 when boats were being used to transport people down Jalan Thamrin. Nothing this year has even come close to that.

I was in Mangga Besar myself on Wednesday afternoon and whilst the mamasan of the Cherry Spa did utter "Oh Christ, not you again!" I doubt if she was referring to my Sea of Galilee pedestrian abilities.

[QUOTE=OmBule;1528814]I wish I was an Asian Rain, with photos of girls with see*m dripping down their faces. I lack that get-down-to-business attitude.[/QUOTE]Nice report. Good to hear something outside of the usual bule haunts.

Here is a tight and pert North Jakarta talent opening her buffet at the Prinsen Park. No cum dripping yet, but definitely ready to get-down-to-business. Just as I prefer. Enjoy Jakarta, AsianRain