I've been gearing up for a taste of Myanmar. Popular destination these days. Info is sketchy. Most is about children being abducted and enslaved in some way. Not interested in that but I am interested in the possibility of meeting ladies in their 20's for fun and adventure. Does anyone have any experience travelling in Myanmar? Any info would be appreciated.
Checking out Myanmar
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Here is my give back to you bro's in the form of my notes from a recent two week romp thru Thailand and Myanmar. Maybe I can whet the appetite of a few more of you to travel down this glorious path. Enjoy, DM me if you want more specific details.
First of all it's worth doing, even for two weeks. The flight was $1140. I spent another $1500US or so, but if you don't go to Myanmar you don't need that much.
1USD buys 32BHT 1CAD 25BHT thanks to the devaluation.
I land in Bangkok (BKK) My hotel ($53Cdn) is located between Sofitel and Westin on Sukumvit. Everything at your fingertips. One way is Soi Cowboy, the other way Nana Plaza about 10-15 min walk each. These are legendary short streets are lined with wall to wall gogo bars featuring about 10 women up dancing and another 10 or so on a break, circulating to talk to customers.
I arrived at my hotel at 2:20AM, grabbed a quick shower, and down onto the street. First stop 7-11, and in 3 minutes I am up and running with a SIM card with some minutes for 100BHT. Temp about 30 daytime 22 evening.
I walk down the street which has an endless procession of sidewalk bars, people inviting me to sit down for a drink. I heard that the Kor and Chin men like the whiter skinned women, and since I don't care a hoot, I sit down at a Bob Marley reggae bar, and shortly I'm chatting with a sexy articulate black woman from Rwanda who speaks decent English.
I'd been up about 36 hours getting there, but we went back to my hotel anyhow Once her clothes came off, I wasn't that enthusiastic. I gave her $30 for her company and saw her off in a taxi at about 6AM. Grabbed some fresh cut pineapple and mango from a vendor and went back to my room for a snooze.
That afternoon, I head down to the bar in the basement of my hotel which hosts working girls and young hotties hoping to meet a farang. The average girl is asking 3000, a thin hot young one 4500. I defer, and get on with stocking the bar for the arrival of my travel partner. I’m headed out to buy some ice and tonic and my eye catches a woman wedged into a crevice in the Westin wall. She smiles and I go over. She asks if I want to go with her, I walk over to her and ask how much, she says 1000. She’s way better looking than either of the aforementioned. My buddy is going to arrive into our shared room in about 30 min, but over here, when the urge strikes......you just go for it regardless.
She is a mature fit 34 yr woman with two boys to raise on her own. I likie her mucho. She’s thanking me profusely and I”m thinking my pleasure, my pleasure as we head for the room. We’re 15 min into it when my friend arrives. A fifteen min intermission, just gave me more time to enjoy her, while he’s grabbing a quick shower, change and gets out of there. We resume and have glorious time which she enjoys too.
I keep her phone number for future reference and head off to Soi Cowboy where my buddy has texted me to meet him at Crazy Girls. There’s nothing like just having unloaded gloriously and then having a couple of beers in a place like this.
Next morning we’re on a plane to Mae Sot, where we walk across the border into Myanmar. A young cool guy, Win, is running all the rackets in Myawaddy. We find out we can’t go anywhere til the next day, as traffic over the mountains runs east one day, west the next. He offers to take us out to see the girls later. We explore the town on foot, see the sunset over the pagoda, buy our Longye’s at the market, have dinner and hit the hay.
We missed the call from Win for the girls, but he told us that they go for about $12K. 1USD = 1000Kyts. I’d say that is a little lowball, and there’s be more expense than that. We’re now walking around with huge wads of Kyts in our jeans, but are assured it’s a super safe country. (It turned out to be) These people are dirt poor but you’d never know it. It’s a Buddhist country.
Next day is roadtrip from hell to Mawlamyine, but worth it. This was once the British Capital (1827 to 1870). It doesn’t look like any maintenance has been done ever...sad, but cool to visit. Very poor, a huge river running thru. The hills sparkle with gold spired pagodas everywhere.
Next day was a much smoother bus trip to Yangon. We find our hotel, and it turns out to be ideally situated in Chinatown. Next we find Zero Zone rooftop bar, and arrive just in time for the “fashion shows”. Yes 4 troupes of 10 ladies each do a fashion show, with a couple of changes, and then leave to do the same at the disco across the street. Watching the behaviour and mannerisms of these girls, they seemed high school aged.
My buddy went over to them to find out how all this worked. They tell him, if you want to talk to one you buy her a flower for $5, (kind of a bar fine) then she’ll come over and talk to you. If you get along, there are further possibilities.
We go over to the disco next door. These show girls he was talking to are over there by now, the fashion shows are done, and the one he was talking to comes right up to him. So did about 6 or 8 other non fashionistas, who swarm us. One youthful brown beauty with gleaming white teeth stood out for me, and when she got close enough I took her hand, she came closer, I put my arm around her and that powerful urge surged thru my loins again.
I chatted and cuddled her for about 3 minutes, and asked her if she wanted to go with me. She said yes, I said how much, she said $80, I said too much, she said what do you say, I said $50, she said ok, she got her stuff, and I told my buddy I was headed back to the hotel, give me an hour.
On the way over, I asked her how old she was, she said what do you think? I said 20-22, she said she was 22, and asked me how old I was, I said 24 (the exact age i felt at that moment), she smiled and I asked her what did she think? She laughed and said 23. How’s that for harmony in a wonderful Buddhist country?
Well it was just like making love when I was 24. She was shy, but warm and loving, and excited....goose bumps all over, engaging in long DFK’s and onto the main event. Indescribable. About an hour later we’re just about dressed and my buddy knocks on the door.
He’s standing there with the cute blonde and her little friend from the Spice Girls fashion troupe. My girl smiles and says “You have decided to take two tonight” He was trying to negotiate the one down from $80 to $50, and got stuck on $60, so she came back with you can take me and my friend for $100.
He now has indelibly emblazoned on his brain the sight of those two girls (one 18, the other 19) on his bed....
The next day we must have walked at least 5 miles seeing riverfront, the markets, the big pagodas and parks. This unique city is worth a visit. Exhausted, I phone my girl and make a date for the following evening. We take a ferry across the river the next day, and in the evening she comes direct to my hotel, we have a little bite to eat together, and then get into a glorious repeat session.
My contribution to her career was to impress on her that BJ’s are not disgusting. She would hold her breath and go as fast as she could til she came up for air. And that was supposed to be enough. I taught her to go slow, occasionally deep, vary the cadence, use that gorgeous tongue of hers. She got better. My buddy’s teenager was supposed to come over after but, true to form for that age, she was a no show.
Next day we took the Circle Train, and that evening made a last visit to the bar. My buddy was punishing the teenager for standing him up and the rest of them couldn’t make up their minds.
The next day we flew back to BKK and got over to Koh Chang (island) right away. White Sands Beach is just right. I pulled this sweetie out of the beer bars, hop on the back of her motorbike and back to the hotel. Again, about 30, beautiful, sexually mature and responsive. 1000BHT ($40Cdn) + 300 Bar fine. It was so good we repeated the following evening. This place has everything: Massages, beach walks, swimming, great food, tailors to make you shirts, and bars with pool tables and some great looking girls. You’ve only got to ask for what you want. The answer is usually yes.
To wrap it up, we spent the last two nights in Pattaya. This is gogo town. Greatest city on earth. Both days we had 2 hour massages before dinner, then walked miles, into every gogo place on Walking Street the first night, and Soi Diana the second. In a swank place I’m sitting ring side at the bath tub, two gals all sudsed up, I stick my finger alternatively into the two places where the sun don’t shine. No complaints from her, she hands me a soapy cloth to clean up after. Ahh it’s wonderful world.
First of all it's worth doing, even for two weeks. The flight was $1140. I spent another $1500US or so, but if you don't go to Myanmar you don't need that much.
1USD buys 32BHT 1CAD 25BHT thanks to the devaluation.
I land in Bangkok (BKK) My hotel ($53Cdn) is located between Sofitel and Westin on Sukumvit. Everything at your fingertips. One way is Soi Cowboy, the other way Nana Plaza about 10-15 min walk each. These are legendary short streets are lined with wall to wall gogo bars featuring about 10 women up dancing and another 10 or so on a break, circulating to talk to customers.
I arrived at my hotel at 2:20AM, grabbed a quick shower, and down onto the street. First stop 7-11, and in 3 minutes I am up and running with a SIM card with some minutes for 100BHT. Temp about 30 daytime 22 evening.
I walk down the street which has an endless procession of sidewalk bars, people inviting me to sit down for a drink. I heard that the Kor and Chin men like the whiter skinned women, and since I don't care a hoot, I sit down at a Bob Marley reggae bar, and shortly I'm chatting with a sexy articulate black woman from Rwanda who speaks decent English.
I'd been up about 36 hours getting there, but we went back to my hotel anyhow Once her clothes came off, I wasn't that enthusiastic. I gave her $30 for her company and saw her off in a taxi at about 6AM. Grabbed some fresh cut pineapple and mango from a vendor and went back to my room for a snooze.
That afternoon, I head down to the bar in the basement of my hotel which hosts working girls and young hotties hoping to meet a farang. The average girl is asking 3000, a thin hot young one 4500. I defer, and get on with stocking the bar for the arrival of my travel partner. I’m headed out to buy some ice and tonic and my eye catches a woman wedged into a crevice in the Westin wall. She smiles and I go over. She asks if I want to go with her, I walk over to her and ask how much, she says 1000. She’s way better looking than either of the aforementioned. My buddy is going to arrive into our shared room in about 30 min, but over here, when the urge strikes......you just go for it regardless.
She is a mature fit 34 yr woman with two boys to raise on her own. I likie her mucho. She’s thanking me profusely and I”m thinking my pleasure, my pleasure as we head for the room. We’re 15 min into it when my friend arrives. A fifteen min intermission, just gave me more time to enjoy her, while he’s grabbing a quick shower, change and gets out of there. We resume and have glorious time which she enjoys too.
I keep her phone number for future reference and head off to Soi Cowboy where my buddy has texted me to meet him at Crazy Girls. There’s nothing like just having unloaded gloriously and then having a couple of beers in a place like this.
Next morning we’re on a plane to Mae Sot, where we walk across the border into Myanmar. A young cool guy, Win, is running all the rackets in Myawaddy. We find out we can’t go anywhere til the next day, as traffic over the mountains runs east one day, west the next. He offers to take us out to see the girls later. We explore the town on foot, see the sunset over the pagoda, buy our Longye’s at the market, have dinner and hit the hay.
We missed the call from Win for the girls, but he told us that they go for about $12K. 1USD = 1000Kyts. I’d say that is a little lowball, and there’s be more expense than that. We’re now walking around with huge wads of Kyts in our jeans, but are assured it’s a super safe country. (It turned out to be) These people are dirt poor but you’d never know it. It’s a Buddhist country.
Next day is roadtrip from hell to Mawlamyine, but worth it. This was once the British Capital (1827 to 1870). It doesn’t look like any maintenance has been done ever...sad, but cool to visit. Very poor, a huge river running thru. The hills sparkle with gold spired pagodas everywhere.
Next day was a much smoother bus trip to Yangon. We find our hotel, and it turns out to be ideally situated in Chinatown. Next we find Zero Zone rooftop bar, and arrive just in time for the “fashion shows”. Yes 4 troupes of 10 ladies each do a fashion show, with a couple of changes, and then leave to do the same at the disco across the street. Watching the behaviour and mannerisms of these girls, they seemed high school aged.
My buddy went over to them to find out how all this worked. They tell him, if you want to talk to one you buy her a flower for $5, (kind of a bar fine) then she’ll come over and talk to you. If you get along, there are further possibilities.
We go over to the disco next door. These show girls he was talking to are over there by now, the fashion shows are done, and the one he was talking to comes right up to him. So did about 6 or 8 other non fashionistas, who swarm us. One youthful brown beauty with gleaming white teeth stood out for me, and when she got close enough I took her hand, she came closer, I put my arm around her and that powerful urge surged thru my loins again.
I chatted and cuddled her for about 3 minutes, and asked her if she wanted to go with me. She said yes, I said how much, she said $80, I said too much, she said what do you say, I said $50, she said ok, she got her stuff, and I told my buddy I was headed back to the hotel, give me an hour.
On the way over, I asked her how old she was, she said what do you think? I said 20-22, she said she was 22, and asked me how old I was, I said 24 (the exact age i felt at that moment), she smiled and I asked her what did she think? She laughed and said 23. How’s that for harmony in a wonderful Buddhist country?
Well it was just like making love when I was 24. She was shy, but warm and loving, and excited....goose bumps all over, engaging in long DFK’s and onto the main event. Indescribable. About an hour later we’re just about dressed and my buddy knocks on the door.
He’s standing there with the cute blonde and her little friend from the Spice Girls fashion troupe. My girl smiles and says “You have decided to take two tonight” He was trying to negotiate the one down from $80 to $50, and got stuck on $60, so she came back with you can take me and my friend for $100.
He now has indelibly emblazoned on his brain the sight of those two girls (one 18, the other 19) on his bed....
The next day we must have walked at least 5 miles seeing riverfront, the markets, the big pagodas and parks. This unique city is worth a visit. Exhausted, I phone my girl and make a date for the following evening. We take a ferry across the river the next day, and in the evening she comes direct to my hotel, we have a little bite to eat together, and then get into a glorious repeat session.
My contribution to her career was to impress on her that BJ’s are not disgusting. She would hold her breath and go as fast as she could til she came up for air. And that was supposed to be enough. I taught her to go slow, occasionally deep, vary the cadence, use that gorgeous tongue of hers. She got better. My buddy’s teenager was supposed to come over after but, true to form for that age, she was a no show.
Next day we took the Circle Train, and that evening made a last visit to the bar. My buddy was punishing the teenager for standing him up and the rest of them couldn’t make up their minds.
The next day we flew back to BKK and got over to Koh Chang (island) right away. White Sands Beach is just right. I pulled this sweetie out of the beer bars, hop on the back of her motorbike and back to the hotel. Again, about 30, beautiful, sexually mature and responsive. 1000BHT ($40Cdn) + 300 Bar fine. It was so good we repeated the following evening. This place has everything: Massages, beach walks, swimming, great food, tailors to make you shirts, and bars with pool tables and some great looking girls. You’ve only got to ask for what you want. The answer is usually yes.
To wrap it up, we spent the last two nights in Pattaya. This is gogo town. Greatest city on earth. Both days we had 2 hour massages before dinner, then walked miles, into every gogo place on Walking Street the first night, and Soi Diana the second. In a swank place I’m sitting ring side at the bath tub, two gals all sudsed up, I stick my finger alternatively into the two places where the sun don’t shine. No complaints from her, she hands me a soapy cloth to clean up after. Ahh it’s wonderful world.
Great read, ---- thanks for sharing.
Sounds like you had a very enjoyable, memorable time...:thumb:
Sounds like you had a very enjoyable, memorable time...:thumb:
