Manila

To the Manila vets here, what's the best mode of transportation from Makati to SM Fairview in Quezon? I might have to take a metered taxi as I don't know the ways around even though I am semi fluent in Tagalog.

[QUOTE=WaitWutwtflol;1709844]To the Manila vets here, what's the best mode of transportation from Makati to SM Fairview in Quezon? I might have to take a metered taxi as I don't know the ways around even though I am semi fluent in Tagalog.[/QUOTE]Try Uber. It will likely be cheaper and almost certainly cleaner and more pleasant than a taxi.

[QUOTE=GoodEnough;1709889]Try Uber. It will likely be cheaper and almost certainly cleaner and more pleasant than a taxi.[/QUOTE]Hey,

Thanks brother, appreciate the help.

[QUOTE=WaitWutwtflol;1709831]I agree with the Rio reference, in my case since I have limited Portuguese I just can't get that GFE experience. I am 90% fluent in Tagalog so its more sensual for me with pinays. You guys who understand Tagalog know what I am talking about when you whisper vulgar words to your lady while making love hehe.[/QUOTE]Can you clue me in on a few juicy words? I am fully entrenched in the Visayas where the dialect is much different.

[QUOTE=BukoMax;1710073]Can you clue me in on a few juicy words? I am fully entrenched in the Visayas where the dialect is much different.[/QUOTE]Sure man, "basang basa ka babe, dilaan ko yan" always drives them crazy hehe.

"you're so wet, I'm going to lick it".

Theres so much more hehe, foreigners who pick up visayan dialect always intrigues me as its not easy for a typical person from manila to understand it let alone most foreigners.

Day 24, Manila (This diary continues from the Angeles thread).

Last night Scarlet promised me 'round 2' in the morning and she didn't disappoint. Sex was her was great, I'd miss this girl.

As I packed she told me that if a customer bar-fines a girl for three nights in a row, Crystal Palace awards her the next day off (presumably it's a sweetener to encourage multiple bar-fines). I told her that I was packing to return to Manila. I gave her a generous tip and told her it had been a pleasure to meet her. It's always sad waving goodbye to a girl you've grown to like in a short space of time, knowing you'll probably never see her again. The life of a monger.

I finished packing, checked out and took a trike to Dao Bus Terminal. There are various bus companies that run regular services (5 Star, Victory Liner, Philippine Rabbit) and I jumped on to the first I saw with 'Manila' on the front. My ticket cost 114 pesos. The bus was crowded and nearly ready to go. I carefully lifted my luggage in front of me and walked down the aisle towards a spare seat at the back, only to trip over a big cardboard box that an old woman had left in the walkway. It's fair to say that sometimes you meet people on your travels who aren't blessed with a great deal of common sense. I pulled myself to my feet but incredibly she didn't apologise, instead she looked at me as if to say 'how dare you kick my box'.

The bus pulled away from the depot at 1 pm and as we sped South along the North Luzon Expressway I felt three things. Firstly I felt better. The fever I had was now completely gone, largely thanks to those magic green tablets I bought at the pharmacy. Secondly I felt sad to leave Angeles behind. I'd met some truly fabulous girls and knew for certain I'd return again soon. And thirdly I felt excited to go to Manila. I had 24 hours at my disposal and suddenly I started to formulate a plan. Last night I waved the white flag when it came to reaching my target of 20 girls for the trip (I had fucked 16 so far) but it would be unthinkable to fail in Philippines of all places. A year ago in Pattaya I needed to fuck three girls on my final day to reach my target of 20, so surely I could manage four girls in 24 hours?

One thing is for sure, if I didn't reach 20, I'd certainly have fun trying!

My mind started racing with ideas. I would be spending the night with Jonalyn, the girl I met earlier in the trip, but I could easily manage two quick short-times from LA Cafe before our 8 pm meeting time. The day after I would be leaving for the airport at 2 pm so could sneak a quick short-time in before I left. That would take my tally up to 19 girls. Then when I arrived in Hong Kong I would have five hours until my flight to England, so could quickly take a train in to the city and fuck a girl from one of the 141 apartments blocks. It sounded stressful and rushed but four girls was possible. My adrenaline started pumping. I love a challenge.

The bus company I had chosen was based in Pasay near the airport (Ermita buses from Angeles are infrequent). We arrived in Manila and hit heavy traffic. I had expected the journey to last two hours but it had taken three. As we crawled along I told the young conductor that I needed to get to Ermita and he said "okay" and walked back to the front of the bus. We continued to edge our way forward when suddenly he shouted me and directed me towards a silver and yellow jeepney that was sat at the side of the road. I thanked him, jumped out of the bus and in to the back of the jeepney. The fare was 12 pesos and 15 minutes later I was in familiar surroundings on Mabini Street.

I checked in to my room at Citystate Tower at 4. 30 pm. I had hoped to be at my hotel by 3 pm but it was my own fault for choosing a Pasay bus. Not to worry, it was still possible to fuck two girls before my date with Jonalyn later. I quickly unpacked, showered and got changed in some semi-respectable clothes and walked the short distance to LA Cafe.

Downstairs was busy with eager freelancers. I did a quick circuit of the bar but wasn't impressed with the talent. It was mainly older girls, not my type at all. The best looking girl was the lovely young waitress with red hair who served me my bottle of San Miguel (95 pesos). I found a free table next to the stairs and waited. I didn't have a lot of time to play with but girls come and go regularly at this time of day. I sipped my beer and an average looker sat next to me, probably mid-30's and asked "where you from?" I never blame a girl for trying but today I was on a strict time schedule and couldn't waste it having small-talk with a girl I didn't intend on fucking. I told her "I wait for friends" but felt guilty at my abruptness so gave her 50 pesos and said "tip for you". I'm not sure what she thought the tip was for but she smiled and left me alone.

When you are on your own in LA Cafe, it doesn't last long. Two other girls walked over and sat down on free stools next to me. One of them was fairly young but had an average face and the other was a mature woman with a voluptuous figure. She was wearing a low cut top that strategically showed off her assets and it worked, I wanted to bury my face in to them. The girls weren't my type though, so before they had chance to speak I stood up and walked to the opposite side of the bar near the pool tables.

I noticed two pretty girls stood nearby, a blond and a brunette. They were both wearing figure-hugging T-shirts and both had fantastic figures. Wow. I smiled and they smiled back, so I waved them over. The pulled up two stools and told me that they were sisters. Sometimes girls just say this to make them more appealing to potential customers but in this case I think it was true because they had the exact same smile. The blond, Anna, was 24 and the perhaps the prettier of the two with a face like an Asian Billie Piper (British actress) but her sister Rose, older by one year, had a silly personality and did most of the talking. "You like threesome?" she asked. I almost coughed up my San Mig. Here I was wanting to cram in as many girls as possible in to my final 24 hours in Philippines and a threesome with two pretty girls had practically fallen in to my lap. It was my lucky day.

Their opening gambit was 2500 pesos each. I didn't want to pay too much but I also didn't want to miss this golden opportunity so I countered with 2000 pesos which I felt was a fair price given the quality of the girls. They were also the prettiest girls in the bar by a million miles and would just go to find another customer if I tried to haggle them down too much. Thankfully they accepted and the three of us walked back to my hotel. The time was 6 pm.

Normally I don't feel the 'walk of shame' these days but I must admit it did feel awkward walking past three security guards outside and then through the busy hotel lobby. I felt a lot of eyes on me and my sexy companions and felt relieved when we stepped in to the lift and the doors closed (I was also relieved because last year I took two girls back to my hotel in Yangon, Burma, and got charged $50 US extra because my 'double room' was for a maximum of two. No such problems today).

We showered and their naked bodies were a sight to behold. They were both slim and sexy and both had a fantastic pair of tits, a good size and firm too. I was already hard just looking at them. They sat either side of me on the bed and chatted in Tagalog across me for a few minutes (as if having a fully erect westerner lying between them was the most normal thing in the world!) . I wondered what they were talking about. The blond one then began to give me a blowjob. Amusingly she surfaced for air and said to me "some men smell like dog, you smell like strawberries!" Haha. As she sucked the other girl sat on my face and I ate her pussy. I love the view when a girl sits on you, looking up at her body writhing each time I stuck my tongue as far in to her pussy as I could. She had a spectacular body and her nipples were erect. Somewhere down below I could hear muffled mmm's and slurping.

I couldn't wait any longer and said "we fuck". Anna put a condom on to me and Rose lowered herself on. She was surprisingly tight. Amusingly the pair of them thought that this was a good time to have a lengthy conversation in Tagalog again. I thought they'd forgotten I was there. Eventually Rose began rocking her hips and riding me as Anna lay next to me and we kissed. I've had eight threesomes before, including girls from Eden's in Bangkok, Devils Den in Pattaya, LE Cyrcee in Phnom Penh and Hotel Travel in Jakarta, but for some reason this one felt naughtier and nicer. Perhaps it was the sister thing.

Of the two girls Anna was the one I wanted to fuck most, so after about ten minutes of lying back and feeling the luckiest guy in Philippines, I pulled out of one sister and entered the other. I fucked Anna in mish with her ankles on my shoulders and then flipped her on to her side and she curled up like a baby as I spooned her from behind. If you get the angle right you can get really deep and she groaned loudly each time I pushed all the way in to her. If you're going to have a threesome you may as well try to make it as interactive as possible, so I took the condom off and Anna gave me a blowjob as I fingered her sister. After a few minutes the girls swapped and Rose gave me a fast hand-job, my dick lubed up with her sisters spit. The girls laughed as I shot three big jets of come up my chest.

All three of us showered and they chatted in Tagalog as we got changed. Occasionally they both looked towards me and giggled and I felt self-conscious as a result. But Anna explained "we say you are our first customer". Girls often use this line but in this instance I didn't see any reason for them to lie as I'd already fucked them. I paid them and gave them a decent tip each. It had been one of the standout experiences of the trip.

My tally was now up to 18 girls but the time was 7 pm and I had arranged to meet Jonalyn at 8 pm. Did I have time to fit in another girl?

I walked quickly to LA Cafe and the ultra-cute young red-head who served me earlier recognised me and said "you're back!" She had seen me leave earlier with two girls and now she saw me scouting the same bar again! I scanned around the bar and lots of girls returned my glance with a smile. I needed a quick turnaround. It was a case of double jeopardy because I didn't want to see the girls I'd just fucked and I didn't want to see Jonalyn either, who I had a date with in less than an hour. It was conceivable that any of them could walk up to me at any moment and scupper my chances of fucking another girl.

There were probably 50 available girls but the selection was uninspiring. I was surprised as usually there are some good lookers after 7 pm. Then I noticed Anna and Rose walk in, the sexy girls I'd just fucked. I didn't have time to talk to them so I quickly walked in to the other downstairs bar before they spotted me. It was more promising and I spotted a couple of hotties playing pool against a Japanese man who's cigarette was threatening to spill ash over the cloth. A few stools along I noticed a girl smiling over. She wasn't a stunner by any stretch of the imagination but she had a curvy figure and given the short timescale I had to work with I said 'Hello'. Her name was Lyka and although she told me that she was 27 years old, I suspected she was older.

I didn't have long to seal the deal so within two minutes of chatting with her, I told her "I give you 1500 pesos for one hour". I felt it was generous but she must have thought I was born yesterday due to my youthful looks and said "3500 is usual price". I laughed. Even the top girls in the Korean bar upstairs would struggle to get that price! I told her that I had been to Manila many times before and taken many girls from LA Cafe and she agreed to my price without further need for negotiation. I didn't blame her for trying, these girls just want to make as much money as possible and who can blame them for that?

Lyka pointed to a girl sat the other side of her and asked "threesome?" If I accepted then I would have reached my golden 20 girl target but when the girl turned around I knew it wouldn't happen just yet. She looked over 40 and hadn't aged well. She smiled and was missing teeth. She did however seem to have an enormous pair of tits but I suspect they would sag a long way south once she took her bra off. I declined and opted to stick with one girl this time.

We arranged to meet outside and I quickly rushed out of LA Cafe before Anna or Rose (or Jonalyn even) could see me. I waited on the corner outside Amazonia and Lyka appeared two minutes later and we walked back to my hotel. One of the security guards smiled knowingly as he opened the door for me. He'd seen me walking in to my hotel with two girls just over an hour ago and now I was taking another girl up to my room.

The time was 7. 30 pm and I had thirty minutes to fuck her, shower and get to LA Cafe to meet Jonalyn. The small time-frame added to the excitement. It felt sordid, like I was having an affair.

She undressed. In the bar her figure had promised much but she was a wonderbra wonder and her tits almost disappeared when she took it off. She knelt over me and gave me a decent blowjob, then I put a condom on and we fucked in mish. I kissed her on the lips but she quickly pulled her head away so I didn't bother trying again. Normally I like to fuck a girl slowly to begin with but there wasn't time for that romantic nonsense now. I pounded her pussy as fast as I could with one eye on the clock. We tried a few different positions before I rolled on to my back and asked her to suck me again. It felt great with lots of deep sucks but she told me "not come in mouth". As I felt myself coming I communicated it to her via a selection of grunts and groans and she leaned back as I shot my load up my chest.

In truth, the sex was perfunctory. She was going through the motions and I was too. I just wanted to nail her as quickly as possible before meeting Jonalyn. Some of the sex I've had on this trip has been 'girlfriend sex' but this was like a quickie in the local knocking shop. In fairness to her, it was my fault for moving things along so quickly in LA Cafe. If you take your time and get to know a girl you are always guaranteed a better experience. I'd made her feel like a prostitute in the bar by talking about money so soon and she'd responding by acting like a prostitute in the bedroom.

We showered, got changed and I paid her 1500 pesos as agreed. It was a good pay-out for her for probably 30 minutes work. Another customer on another day would probably pay her 1500 for long-time but I had been in a rush and desperation had taken over.

I was pleased though. I'd managed to fuck three girls in the space of two hours, which meant my tally for the trip was now up to 19 girls. I could now relax and meet Jonalyn and spend the night together. I was looking forward to seeing her again. I met her on my first night in Manila 10 nights ago and she was a lovely girl who provided excellent sex. Since I had already fucked her she wouldn't count towards my challenge but tomorrow morning I'd get chance to take one last girl.

We had arranged to meet at 8 pm at LA Cafe but I was ten minutes later. The place was packed with lots of eager freelancers. I walked around the bar but couldn't see her, so bought a San Miguel and stood in the corner next to the stairs. Ann and Rose spotted me and walked over with another girl who was equally as hot. "Want to go again?" Anna asked mischievously and Rose said "three girls this time?" pointing at the new girl who smiled seductively. I've never had a foursome before but at that exact moment Jonalyn appeared.

She was stood a few meters away, looking hesitant with her arms folded. I think she thought I was chatting these three girls up instead of honoring our date, so I jumped out of my seat, hugged her and told Anna, Rose and her hot friend "this is my date for the night". They smiled politely and walked away to try another customer.

It as fantastic to see Jonalyn again and she looked pretty. We chatted and she asked me whether I'd met any girls while I was in Angeles. I'd fucked 12 since I saw her last, including 3 in the last two hours, but I shook my head and quickly changed subject. She asked if I saw lots of beautiful girls in Angeles and I said yes. "I not sexy" she said. She wasn't fishing for compliments, she was just painfully shy. I remembered back to the first time I saw her in the bar upstairs at LA Cafe, when she was sat in the corner, not talking to anyone or making eye contact.

LA Cafe was crowded so we decided to get some food. I wanted to treat her to a nice restaurant in Robinson's Mall but it closes at 10 pm so we were late. We walked hand-in-hand along Mabini Street looking for a restaurant but when she saw Jollibee she said "I like". Fast food wasn't what I had in mind for our romantic meal but I decided to go with the flow. I ordered the spicy chicken again which was every bit as tasty as I remembered.

After we had eaten our fill we went to G-POINT. It was 11.15 pm and it was packed with customers. We managed to get stools near the pool table and I noticed lots of guys looking at Jonalyn enviously. She told me that she recognised most of the girls from LA Cafe and most of the customers too! "I am the youngest girl in here" she added, "and you are the youngest man!" I love the atmosphere of this place and the bar-staff are always lots of fun. At one point a song played and I laughed at the irony of the lyrics "money for nothing and chicks for free".

By midnight we were back in my room, lying on the bed kissing. She was a fantastic kisser, soft and sensual and she liked to tease me with her tongue. The sex was fantastic, proper girlfriend sex when you can't get enough of each other. She gave me a nice blowjob and then we fucked in lots of different positions for what seemed an hour, until we were both glistening with sweat as she rode me to a climax. It's fair to say that this trip has delivered me some mind-blowing sex.

We showered and curled up in bed. I held her small body close and she fell asleep in my arms. I felt sad that tomorrow I'd be flying back to England. I'd miss girls like Jonalyn when I was home.

I also reflected on what a great day it had been. I had fucked Scarlet when I woke up in Angeles, then sisters Anna and Rose in Manila, Lyka and then the icing on the cake, Jonalyn. Five girls in one day, a new personal best! I went to bed with a smile on my face. How can you not when you come to Philippines?

One of my girls taught me to say iyot. Loves it when I say "iyot" pronounced eeyowt. I think it means "fuck".

[QUOTE=BukoMax;1710073]Can you clue me in on a few juicy words? I am fully entrenched in the Visayas where the dialect is much different.[/QUOTE].

Damn I wish I was much older so I wouldn't look out of place at an establishment like LA cafe, might try it out if my Tagalog game fails during the day LOL. Whats the best time to go there at night? 10 pm?

[QUOTE=WaitWutwtflol;1710368]Damn I wish I was much older so I wouldn't look out of place at an establishment like LA cafe, might try it out if my Tagalog game fails during the day LOL. Whats the best time to go there at night? 10 pm?[/QUOTE]Unless you are 12 yrs old, I don't think you'll be out of place. Hmm, I've gone at all hours before. But 10 pm sounds about right.

Day 25, Manila.

I woke up on the last day of my trip with Jonalyn curled up to me.

I checked the time and it was 10 am. I was leaving for the airport at 2 pm and needed to fuck just one more girl to reach my 20 girl target for the trip. But first I wanted sex one final time with Jonalyn. What is it they say, 'a bird in the hand is worth two in the Bush'? The phrase was probably invented for this exact scenario.

She slowly stirred, we kissed and then fucked. It was gentle girlfriend sex but there was something in her eyes. She knew I was leaving today and I think she was going to miss me. This was the third time I had spent the night with her and not only had I treated her nicely and we had lots of fun, she made good money. As we got changed afterwards she told me that she doesn't get many customers. I found that hard to believe as she was a very pretty girl and a real sweetheart. The reason according to her was because, in her words, "these small" pointing to her tits. I told her that most guys don't care about that and it's probably more the fact that when a guy sees a pretty girl who doesn't smile back, they think she's not interested. Even on the night we met she had been shy and quite aloof at first. I told her that she needed to show off her pretty smile more.

She gave me a hug and I discreetly slipped her payment, plus a generous tip. We kissed at the door and I watched her walk away down the corridor and disappear around the corner.

I packed and then checked out of Citystate Tower. I got my 1000 peso deposit back and counted how much money I had in my wallet. Just over 3000 pesos. It wasn't enough. I'd spend up to 2000 on my final girl of the trip but would also need to pay for a short-time room, the taxi to the airport and not forgetting the 600 departure tax. I withdrew another 1000 pesos from a nearby ATM.

Amazonia is the best bet for a short-time hotel near LA Cafe. There is a busy bar downstairs but the entrance to the hotel is at the side of the building up a few staircases. There is usually a guard sat at a small desk outside. The minimum booking is 3 hours and for that I got an air-con room for 600 pesos. Coincidentally it was room 102, the same room I stayed in on my first ever trip to Manila. I had a pangs of nostalgia as I recalled the lovely Stella I fucked in this very room. She wanted to try every position and we even fucked with me standing up and her legs wrapped tightly around me. Who needs exercise when you've got sexercise?

But now the room was dark and uninviting. There was little natural light because the window was blocked, presumably by a new building next door. I turned the air-con on and the old unit rumbled away as I stood in front of it to cool down. Amazonia is convenient as a short-time option due to its proximity to LA Cafe but there are far nicer hotels elsewhere.

It was midday and everything was running smoothly. I had two hours to find my final girl of the trip, fuck her and then go to the airport. Piece of cake.

From Amazonia it took 30 seconds to walk to LA Cafe. It's usually difficult to find a seat but at lunchtime the place was nearly empty. There were only about 20 girls dotted around the bar and a smattering of customers. The place felt sleepy. I ordered a drink, sat down and looked around for my final fling of the trip. I wasn't overwhelmed with options. The girls were mainly older which is not necessarily a problem as I don't mind a sexy cougar from time to time but there weren't any who fell in to that category. On a stool about 5 meters away a 40-something woman with big tits was eyeing me up. She wasn't my type so I quickly looked away.

A familiar girl walked past. It was the mixed-race girl I saw earlier in the holiday who reminded me of my friends younger sister who I've often fantasised about fucking. But without makeup she looked nowhere near as young or pretty. I was shocked. 11 days ago she was the pick of the girls but today she looked tired and had aged ten years. She was stood opposite the sole Korean customer in the bar trying to catch his eye.

Another girl walked past who looked promising. She had platinum blond hair and a sexy body and I admired her jiggling bum as she walked towards the pool tables. I didn't see her face so repositioned myself near the female toilets. After a few seconds she turned around and she was a 2/10 if I was being generous.

LA Cafe had slim pickings. In days gone by I've seen a few real gems in here during the afternoon but today wasn't my lucky day.

Half an hour had already elapsed and I needed to be picking a girl. I spotted a reasonably attractive young girl in the corner near the toilets. She smiled to me so I walked over and said "mind if I join you?" She was the youngest girl in the bar by a distance and certainly the prettiest and yet she was probably only a 6/10. She had a mixed-race look about her, perhaps with Vietnamese or Chinese blood. Her name was Michelle and she was 24. We chatted for a while and she was a sweet girl so I decided it was time to talk numbers.

I almost spluttered up my drink when she quoted me 3500 pesos for one hour! I told her that I never pay more than 2500 for long-time and she said "depends on girl". I had to laugh. She was implying that I was paying cheaper prices for uglier girls but it wasn't the case at all. I've bar-fined some stunners from here and never paid more than 2500 and yet she was quoting me a thousand more for only one hours work! I never begrudge a girl trying to make extra money for herself though. I was the youngest customer in the bar by at least 20 years and my pale skin means I always have that fresh-off-the-plane look, so she probably thought I was a newbie who didn't know the correct price. She also realised that she was the youngest girl in the bar so could charge a premium. Good on her. If you don't ask, you don't get.

We agreed on a price of 2000 which is too much for just one hour but I didn't see any other strong options around the bar and time was marching on.

We walked the short distance back to Amazonia and immediately got down to business. There was no small-talk, we just got unchanged as soon as we entered the room and showered. It felt very businesslike. We lay naked next to each other on the bed and I sucked her large nipples as she stroked my dick in to life. She then rolled a condom on to my dick and gave me a blowjob. I'm not a fan of covered blowjobs so I asked her to lie back and she spread her legs invitingly. I fucked her in a variety of positions and particularly enjoyed lying behind her and slapping in to her hard and fast from behind as she groaned loudly. I propped up two pillows, sat up and invited her to sit on me and she slowly rode me as we kissed. At first she wasn't an enthusiastic kisser but next minute she was trying to eat my face off.

When I knew I was near to coming I pulled off the condom. I was going to ask her to finish me with a hand-job but she surprised me by kneeling down and taking me in her mouth and giving me a nice, slurpy blowjob. Earlier she'd given me a covered blowjob but it felt infinitely better with her warm mouth wrapped around my dick. I lay back and closed my eyes. This would be the last time I would get to enjoy moments like this for a while. After five minutes she began wanking me furiously and shortly afterwards I shot my load up my chest. "Look at the mess you've made" I told her and she laughed.

After she left I packed and took a taxi to Terminal 3 of Ninoy Aquino airport. The drivers name was Edwin and he was quite a character. He told me that he had 7 children with 5 different mothers and I told him "you busy man!" The roads were relatively clear so the journey only took 20 minutes and he handed me his business card before I got out of his cab and told me to get in touch if I needed help to find a girl.

I flew Cebu Pacific to Hong Kong and we touched down at 6. 40. For a while I considered the possibility of taking a train in to the city and fucking one last girl but by the time the plane had taxied to the terminal and I got my luggage back, it was 7. 30 pm. My flight to England took off at exactly midnight so it was doable to take a girl but it might be tight to get back before boarding and I don't like to push my luck on travel days.

As I waited in the departure lounge I reflected on a brilliant trip.

Hong Kong had been lots of fun and I enjoyed exploring the 141 apartments blocks. There are some seriously pretty girls to be found in those old buildings and I fucked six hotties in their rooms. The girlfriend experience was tricky to find but Hong Kong is a place I'm certain I'll return to again. I went to mainland China for a week as a tourist and saw some beautiful scenery in Guilin, the pandas in Chengdu and the Great Wall in Beijing but I didn't find any girlie action. There are possibilities I believe (I. E the sand-dancing clubs) and I scored a date with a pretty tour-guide in Chengdu, but I was saving myself for Philippines. I hadn't been for three years and it didn't disappoint. LA Cafe is always great fun and even my friends Owen and Macca, veterans of the bar-scene in Pattaya, described it as the best bar they have ever been to. I visited 46 separate gogo bars in Angeles and it proved to be the 'gogo capital of the world' with some lovely girls.

Yukie from Tung Choi was my favourite girl in Hong Kong despite the fact she didn't speak a word of English. Unless you have a deep wallet, Hong Kong is a 'short-time' destination so it was great to arrive in Philippines and spend the night with some truly gorgeous girls. Marnie, Melanie and Scarlet in Angeles were all brilliant girls and gave me the kind of girlfriend experience I crave. Kylie gave me deep-throat, Nicole's huge natural tits will live long in my memory and I had a threesome with sisters in Manila. But my official 'girl of the trip' was Jonalyn who I met in LA Cafe. I don't often go with a girl twice and I'd been with her three times. She was the girl who stuck in my mind as my plane left the tarmac and I left Asia behind.

I love exploring different sex destination but Philippines is top of the pile for me. It lacks the variety of Thailand, the excitement of Cambodia and the rock-bottom prices of Indonesia but Filipina girls are worth returning again and again for.

THE END (phew!).

Sir Lancelot, excellent reports, thanks for sharing. Should be linked as report of distinction.

Thanks for the great set of reports Sir L.

[QUOTE=SirLancelot;1710664]Day 25, Manila.
THE END (phew!).[/QUOTE]I look forward to reading your autobiography.

Ikksman.

I patched all of his episodes on a single document and forwarded to my kindle as a pdf. I used his Hong Kong affairs as a guide and had an awesome time. I will read the rest of the days soon. The guy really can put the.

Words together. What a good job!.

[QUOTE=Ikksman;1710799]I look forward to reading your autobiography.

Ikksman.[/QUOTE]

[QUOTE=WaitWutwtflol;1710368]Damn I wish I was much older so I wouldn't look out of place at an establishment like LA cafe...[/QUOTE]Age is important, and proper attire even more so. As one of Manila's oldest free-lancer clubs LA Cafe is very traditional, as you'd expect. After 6 pm a dinner jacket is a must; in the hottest months of May and June you may wear Red Sea rig. Don't commit a faux pas by wearing a watch or oxford shoes, substituting a buttoned shirt for studs and links, or thinking no one will notice if you fail to wear a cummerbund. Whenever in doubt always chose downside up over upside down.

The codgers and crusties hang out at G Point, there the dress code is much more relaxed. Scandalously so. Pfft... pensioners. Wear your dancin' shoes.