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Vietnam Revisited – Part Two by WFTM

Posted by WFTM | Blog, Reader Submissions, Trip Report, Vietnam | Posted on December 6th, 2009

After HCMC city I had to do some days in Hanoi. Hanoi has very little to offer the monger but is a fun town for eating and hanging out. I did manage to try Boss at the Fortuna Hotel – the one KTV place that everyone seems to talk about. My suggestion is to stay at the hotel if you want to try this place since it would save you some coin. I went in at 7:30pm or so and the place was full of girls. Tons of lookers and lots of sexy outfits. The place is hardcore about charging for things though and it not good value for the money but seems to offer the most available girls in town.

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Vietnam Revisited – Part One by WFTM

Posted by WFTM | Blog, Reader Submissions, Trip Report, Vietnam | Posted on December 2nd, 2009

I think the only guide to date about Vietnam on the blog is when pmmp took his one and only trip outside of suk soi 4. He went to HCMC or Saigon and did quite the detailed write-up on it. You can find that here. I was coming off a week in Jakarta, stopover in Sing and then over to HCMC, Hanoi and back to HCMC. There is other information on this blog about Hanoi as well.

Having spent some time now all over SEA it is very easy to get used to Thailand. Say what you will, people bitching about scams aside, Thailand is one of the best spots in the world for ease of living. The mongering scene is also the best bar none. About the only thing I can ding Thailand for is the lame duck government, the waning service levels and the terrible internet infrastructure. Cabs are cheap, food is great, girls are plentiful and the p4p scene, although lacking variety, is tops. That’s just the way it is.

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A Week in Angeles City – Part Five

Posted by Bangkok Bad Boy | Blog, Philippines, Reader Submissions, Trip Report | Posted on November 30th, 2009

Day Seven – The Last Day

Morning sex, and disaster struck. Martha’s period appeared to have begun. Either that, or she had been up half the night delicately filling herself with beetroot juice. You never know.

With sex off the menu, and with Martha being far too pretty to be any good at the art of oral sex (see Poodle’s comment on Part One), I was left with absolutely nothing to do.

The thing about Angeles City is that it’s fine for bar-crawls, picking up girls, and eating vast banquets. But there is absolutely nothing else to do. The nearest beach is hours away, and apparently isn’t even very nice.

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A Week in Angeles City – Part Four

Posted by Bangkok Bad Boy | Blog, Philippines, Reader Submissions, Trip Report | Posted on November 26th, 2009

Day Five – An Unexpected Party

After afternoon intercourse (we woke up at 3pm), Martha pointed out that it would be her birthday tomorrow. I’d actually noticed this on her license card on the first night, but had immediately forgotten about it in my boozy haze. Apparently there would be a party at her home, and she would love me to attend.

Once I’d confirmed that her parents would not be present (just her sisters, aunts, cousins and friends), I agreed. It would be an interesting experience, hopefully without too much pressure being put upon me to marry the poor girl.

She was unable to join us for breakfast, due to her weekly STD checkup, so I wandered over to the poolside restaurant alone, where I found On Nutter sitting near the water’s edge, reading a newspaper. I was surprised and disappointed not to see a pair of comedy eyeholes cut out, through which I had imagined he would be watching the frolicking hookers in the pool.

I had a Spanish omelette for breakfast. And, yes, finished it.

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A Week in Angeles City – Part Three

Posted by Bangkok Bad Boy | Blog, Philippines, Reader Submissions, Trip Report | Posted on November 23rd, 2009

Day Three, Continued

I met with The Baron and On Nutter at Azzuro, where I enjoyed a light bruschetta, followed by a splendid lasagna.

“Are you going to finish that?” asked On Nutter.

“Yes,” said I.

He wept, quietly, into his tiramisu.

We also managed to drink 3 more bottles of wine with dinner again, but I was assured that since we were on holiday, they didn’t count.

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